Sound the Alarm (feat. Guilty Simpson)

Whoa New Shit Yo Yeah Go This the one that gone get live on the club man Matter of fact DJ turn it louder Uh Uh Turn it louder From the floor to the ceiling Detroit in the muthafuckin building Destroy everything yo we killin D-Boy on them big boy wheels yep To cold to grab Even more like a photo lab I'm a shoot something Niggas fold when the gun go blast Half ass rappers we just fold in half Throw in trash Might go pop like the go-go dancing Go pose for the photo lens And I still got more but If you wanna go flow for flow or toe to toe we can go but New year so I'm stopin lames Can't give them fame so I'm not droppin names Labels played the fools like they played to lose I just played you dudes Checkmate your moves I'm a just give them two plus two bars Niggas like ease of em Black Please just cool off Real music I crush gimmicks Give it up naw More like Willie Hunts with it Hands to the sky Get them high Call up for help This shit fire Sound sound alarm Sound sound alarm Yeah To live for TV (Get em Guilt) To real for radio They hate the joint But they'll play it though (Why) The fans demand the man and I'm him Chipped up watch and fresh Timbs Throw em up high Gun for the spy Tryin to catch wind like the spread wings on a fly Nigga I Solomnly swear to rep thorough men Got em hooked like black tar heroin Barrels in your mouth We own the house Here to take my cut since your holdin out I'm a brand new face wit a old school weapon Hammer muthafucka yeah 3-5-7 I gotta feed my brethren No excuses so withholding doe is useless Be warned if you pay me light You better have something of value to make it right Hands to the sky Get them high Call up for help This shit fire Sound sound alarm Sound sound alarm