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Correct Sound The Alarm Lyrics
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Correct Sound The Alarm
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[Intro: Guilty Simpson & Black Milk] 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 [Verse 1: Black Milk] From the floor to the ceiling Detroit in the muthafuckin building Destroy everything yo we killin D-Boy on them big boy wheels yep Too 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 stoppin' 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 move I'm a just give them two plus two bars Niggas like ease off em Black Please just cool off Real music I crush gimmicks Give it up, naw More like Willie Hunts with it [Refrain: Black Milk] Hands to the sky Get them high Call up for help This shit is fire Sound sound alarm Sound the alarm Sound sound alarm Sound the alarm Hands to the sky Get them high Call up for help This shit is fire Sound sound alarm Sound the alarm Sound sound alarm Sound the alarm [Verse 2: Guilty Simpson] Yeah Too live for TV (Get em' Guilt) Too 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, solemnly 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 mothafucka', yeah 3-5-7 I gotta feed my brethren No excuses so withholding doe is useless Be warned if you pay me light You betta' have something of value to make it right [Refrain: Black Milk] Hands to the sky Get them high Call up for help This shit is fire Sound sound alarm Sound the alarm Sound sound alarm Sound the alarm Hands to the sky Get them high Call up for help This shit is fire Sound sound alarm Sound the alarm Sound sound alarm Sound the alarm
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