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[Bridge]
Loud! (aye)
You know I like my shit loud! (aye)
You know I like my shit loud!
Don’t ask me to turn it down (no)
You know I like my shit loud! (hey, ho)
You know I like my shit loud! (aye)
You know I like my shit loud! (ho, oh)
Don’t ask me to turn it down, no!
(Oh my god 'Gee, why are you so obnoxious?)
[Verse 1: OMEGV]
Why you worried ’bout my shit?
Rowdy Ruff Boy like I was born inside of a mosh pit
Power Puffin’ on chronic, how could you say I’m not sick?
Never lose my mojo
Like dojos the way that I kick
& I’m smoking loud as if I was a broken muffler
Buckle-up Buttercup
More Blossoms inside my Bubbler
What is up with you niggas thinking that you could fuck wit us?
I tried taking it easy
But now it’s seeming enough’s enough
(aye)
So I’m pumping up the volume
No squares in my circle
It’s only trees and some foul tunes
Got advice from
Anthony he told me make examples out ’em if they ever doubt you;
So I am about to
Every time I open my mouth I leave crowds astounded
Head up in the clouds, but nevertheless I am grounded
Leave ’em dumbfounded
No time for interruptions
I’ma keep on turning up until they play my shit the loudest
[Hook: OMEGV]
Loud! (aye)
Ya know I like my shit loud, uh!
Ya know I like my shit loud, aye!
And I ain’t never turning down, no
Ya know I like my shit loud, aye!
Ya know I like my shit loud!
Do not ask me to turn it down!
Yo (I ain’t never turning down)
[Verse 2: Slim Libra]
I said now
Fuck you mean to turn it down?
Man, I always got the loud
Smoking fire in your town
I know my pops wouldn’t be proud
But fuck it, I’m a grown man; took matters in my own hands
Got my chakras opened and now niggas be knowing
The achievements of the great & young
With this pen I feel like Genghis Khan
I’m slaying and conquering these niggas with fucking smokers’ lung
Niggas never choking, I’m sitting here tryna ease my stress
Slim will progress
Keep gum, the weed is in my breath
[OMEGV: LOUD!]
So many problems, niggas gotta blaze
Niggas on this earth thinking bout money
There is better things
(…)
Poor just wanna be rich
The rich don’t want to be poor
Some of the poor start robbing niggas
Praying that they touching more money
And it’s funny
Cause they both meet at hell’s door
Cause the rich done sold their soul
Cause the poor done upped the pole
I ain’t talking call of duty, but you know this World at War
I just like some cannabis, I keep the leaves
I’m Bulbasaur
I said I keep the leaves I’m Bulbasaur
(Oh my god, why are you so obnoxious?)
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