Tonedeff - Bang lyrics

[Intro] We ain't playin tonight QN5 ain't playing tonight We ain't playin tonight QN5 ain't playing tonight We ain't playin tonight Tonedeff, he ain't playing tonight We ain't playin tonight QN5 ain't playing tonight [Hook] Bang! You know we come to Bang! You throwin nothing! Bang! Right on the bu*ton! Bang! Good night, b**h. Bang! You know we come to Bang! We own you f**ers! Bang! So don't be frontin…Hey! Y'all ain't built to Bang! [Verse 1] Yo! I'm armed with gifts that hit like a dodge, Bombing like I'm on a mission from god When you dip from the shot, then you're tripped and get dropped With an omaplata grippin that arm with a viscious resolve Twistin it off to leave as a tip at the palms It's unanimous, I consider decisions a loss Cause son, I'm a closer, coming to finish the job Snakey slick talkers get unhinged at the jaw Brother, you'd think they're confessing sins to the father the way that they kissin this cross Lift you off-a ya feet, like you sit in a saw rigged with ball At the opposite end fit to rip through a wall – Demolition-grade! Splitting the top of your noggin, till you spin and then topple And then you out cold like getting a dip in the pond while up in the Michigan frost Sleeping like you was whiffin exhaust Off of the choruses and the underhooks that's keepin you pinned to the song Ditched by your sponsors, a pink slip from the boss Herb Dean will have to administer salts just to get you to talk You can't [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm switching my stances….So swift with the stanzas Got you dancing with stars, but no disco or actors Son, this is just practice, You the dude with the wife And 50 kids, cause apparently you only pull out of fights Don't be fooled by the hype, When the truth is I'm actually nastier like Cecil Peoples saying the kicks don't count, but I hit to the rhythm and got em tappin to strikes I'm a natural athlete, fight to the d**h if the ref was in absence So at the request of the champion I'm bringing a medic and testing olympian levels on the rest of your matches I'm pressing the action – If you layin' and prayin' and doin dick from the top Then confess to your pa**ion – you the type to opt-in for a prison ma**age The difference is obvious, kid when I hit you there's ominous music that lifts from the audience You quite the opposite, it's like you flick me with nickels your strikes are as stiff as a dollar…wet This is dominance in the broadest sense – I got a sound defense for staying off the fence I grip around your neck, until your eyes get bugged out…and I'ma choke you the f** out And when the ‘showtime' kicks in I'll bury you, digging in a post-fight interview with Ariel Your girl knows what she wants She said she LOVES to stand & bang – but never threw a punch [Hook]