Letras
Bring it on
Fame you're claimin', is the top of the world
But this stage I'm claimin', is the top of the world
And love, I'm feelin' when you people connect
And if you're out in the crowd you're gettin' more than respect
And if you're wonderin' I've got plenty of flows
I'm makin' plenty of friends and many are foes
But as the audience grows security knows
Stoppin' me now is kinda serious
No use in dreadin' what they call armageddon
I think we made it through the slump
But who really cares where we're headin'?
'Cause now you motherfuckers got a reason to jump
So let's make somethin' out of it
This way we can all relate
Worldwide we collide
This is how we communicate
So let's make somethin' out of it
Whoever thought we would see the day?
I can't believe we did it
So let's drift away
Hate, a feelin' I don't really get
And hate can get you in some serious shit
Time is somethin' that may change me
But I can't change time so fuck it
I've been stumblin' through these thoughts
And I bought the fact that I could be delirious
But as the audience grows security knows
Stoppin' me now is kinda serious
No use in dreadin' what they call armageddon
I think we made it through the slump
But who really cares where we're headin'?
'Cause now you motherfuckers got a reason to jump
So let's make somethin' out of it
This way we can all relate
Worldwide we collide
This is how we communicate
So let's make somethin' out of it
Whoever thought we would see the day?
I can't believe we did it
So let's drift away
Hey, sing
We see good things change and good things go away
We see good things waste and we taste the pain
What we need is a place to escape from today, right?
What we need is a place to escape from today, right?
Yeah
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
You wanna be down with the G shock
Fuck the glam rock
Assed out like Ken Shamrock
MC's detest me, wanna chest to chest me
But I ain't all about that
You gotta be down with the G shock
Fuck the glam rock
Assed out like Ken Shamrock
MC's detest me, wanna chest to chest me
But you don't want none of that
Yeah
Where we at? (Where we at?)
Where we at? (Where we at?)
Where we at? (Where we at?)
Where we at? (Where we at?)
Where we at? (Where we at?)
Where we at? (Where we at?)
Where we at? (Where we at?)
Where we at? (Where we at?)
Don't stop
It's 9 teen 90 nine
Don't stop
It's 9 teen 90 nine baby
(My Billy goat was feelin' fine)
(He ate my shirt, remember that?)
(Right off the line)
(Look at me, I'm singin' to you)