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Bring The Ruckus (Remix)

from by John Blake

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lyrics

I do it for yall, I do it to death
What I do in this life, will carry on to the next
One, on to the next text book
Look at the pics of the man in that booth
Uncouth the characteristics is legit
Scrolls and parables, link him to a myth
Half man, half amazing, half poet, half blazing
Motivating, in moving your spirits
You can't understand me
Me call it what you want, living the legacy
By any means, I mean to be mean on beats
And find the meaning of me, naw'mean?
Every Cipha, every mic I rock ya
More like rock'em sock'em, bop'em
Drop'em no bungee and bounce ya
Pounce ya, El Tigre, I trounce ya!


We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
Jersey Bring That Ruckus
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
Jersey Bring That Ruckus

That's Dope

What I do, is incredible, in mono, or in stereo
What's the scenario, go for girls that look edible
No cannibal takeover like Hannibal
Cannon ball, ka-boom, blackout the room
Make speakers go pop, like balloons
Only "Pop" I like is with milk, dude
Yall milk duds, emphasis on the dud
While yall drinking, bud
I am wiser,
Than three wise men, damn
Apocalyptic, four horse-man
Getcha game up, for the games up
Time out, naw I'm over time, which means I'm on my grind
Over-shine, beginning of time
The Big Bang, no theory, I slang silly
Not rocks, drop flows, like stocks, in the big city

We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
Jersey Bring That Ruckus
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
We Bring The Ruckus (Bring that Ruckus)
Jersey Bring That Ruckus

Verse
Hi Haters, I'm not Hiatus
You lack patience, but boi im past playing
All Vic's on the mic, dawgs start aching
Have you speaking dumb, like ya names Troy Aikman (huh)
I'm nasty not flashy
Flash me, t****'s are thrown at me
Catch me, if you G'damn can
Im on my Tiger Style Wu-Tang Clan
Yea, Renné turn me up
I don't beat beats, I f*** them s***'s up
This is what I do
On my down time, downing the Pabst blue
Upload the video, yep on you tube
Crackheads get a shot, well me too
Done with the remix, here's another fix for your ass
And I'll holla back, where the f*** is my glass

credits

from JOHN BLAKE AND CHRIS RENNE DO WORK, released March 15, 2011
Contains samples of Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthin' to **** Wit.

Remixed by Chris Renne.

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