Knock You Out (Champion Remix) - Bingo Players

Don't call it a comeback I've been here for years I'm rocking my peers Puttin' suckers in fear Makin' the tears rain down like a monsoon Listen to the bass go boom Explosions, overpowerin' Over the competition I'm towerin' That'll make you call the cops Don't you dare stare, you better move Don't ever compare Me to the rest that'll all get sliced and diced Competition's payin' the price I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out Don't you call this a regular jam I'm gonna rock this land I'm gonna take this itty-bitty world by storm And I'm just gettin' warm Just like Muhammed Ali They called him Cassius Watch me bash this beat like a skull That you know I've beef with Why do you riff with me The maniac psycho And when I pull out my jammy get ready Cause I might go Blaw! How you like me now? The ripper will not allow You to get with Mr. Swift or Rift, Listen to my gears shift I'm blasting, I'm blasting Kinda like shaft, so you can say I'm shafting Oh, English filled my mind, and I came up with a funky rhyme I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out Shadow boxing when I heard you on the radio, UH I just don't know What made you forget that I was raw But now I gotta new tour I'm going insane Startin' the hurricane Releasin' pain Lettin' you know You can't gain or maintain Unless you say my name Rippin' Killin' Diggin' and drillin' a hole Pass the Old Gold I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out Shotgun blasts are heard When I rip and kill at will The man of the hour, tower of power I'll devour I'm gonna tie you up and let you understand That I'm not your average man When I gotta jammy in my hand Damn! Oh! Listen to the way I slay Your crew Damage Damage Destruction, terror, and mayhem Pass me a sissy so sucker I'll slay him Farmers (what) Farmers (what) I'm ready (we're ready) I think I'm gonna bomb a town Get down Don't you never, ever Pull my lever Cause I explode And my nine is easy to load I gotta thank God 'Cause he gave me the strength to rock Hard I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Mama said knock you out Songwriters: Bobby F Ervin / George Clinton Jr. / Gregory Jacobs / James Mccants / James Todd Smith / Leroy Mccants / Marlon Williams / Sylvester Stewart / Walter Morrison / William Bootsy Collins Music LLC D/B/A Modern Works Music Publishing

Bardø 2 1 1 Yo me los lió Al caminar Solo en lo mío No me va a quitar Puro pío pío Y no das de que hablar En los míos confío Ello' y nadie ma' Aye, are you kidding me? Is it me or just now I'm all done with this players Aye, getting sick of it Mess it up and I'll have your fam sending u prayers Aye, how she looks at me I'm not even done and she already asking for more favors Aye, only smoking medic Hitting my blunt if u don't believe ask my neighbors You know I'm always Ready Si me apuntas con la mano Keep it steady No traicionar a un hermano Me lo enseño la vida U get no merit Puede que tu seas distinto Pero si no lo das you will never get it Como Van Gogh yo lo pinto Único me distingo por ser todo un rey y Se que tengo que enseñarles que por más que digan lo voa' lograr La mirada pa delante se bien distinguir en quien voa' confiar (y en quien no) Les intente explicar Que de aquí nadie de ello' se que se va a comparar Son una falsedad, yo vine original Con la idea certera de que se que si soy real Aye, are you kidding me? Is it me or just now I'm all done with this players Aye, getting sick of it Mess it up and l'll have your fam sending u prayers I'll have your family sending u prayers I'm the only true one I have no more layers Si quiere' calarme pues yo come and get it Te dan la espalda y se vuelven en traitors Vine a causarles su doom Tan rápido un sonic boom Yo siempre real nunca visto su costume Quieren pararme y yo sigo en resume (I keep going) Why do u assume? Que estoy al borde for what I consume Pa toa' la mierda, sabe' soy immune Tu bitchi me tira quiere un rendezvous Already found what I pursuit Keep counting the time while I end you Be looking nice without my best suit Por abrir el pico imma tell u No hable' de mi, si no sabe' nah Te tengo en la mi-ra, si hace una ma' Ma' de mil veces, tuve que aguantar Que pasaran encima y ahora ellos son fans (what?) Mas concentrao' que popeando aderall Ojo' cerrado' y no soy oriental La grasa pura de Guanato' ma man Canto preguntándole a toa' mi gang Aye, are you kidding me? Is it me or just now I'm all done with this players Aye, getting sick of it Mess it up and l'll have your fam sending u prayers I'll have your family sending u prayers I'm the only true one I have no more layers Si quiere' calarme pues yo come and get it Te dan la espalda y se vuelven en traitors Fuck them traitors man 2 1 1 RGS