The Transplants 3 - DJ, DJ Lyrics

Nobody move, nobody get hurt, they said
Make one wrong move, man, you wake up dead
I exercise my lyrical stylings
And all the while youre dead and gone and forgotten
I said, oh, are they gonna come back for you?
No, aw, the storys sorry but true
Lord, did you really want them to go?
No, oh youre so g______ cold

Were gonna make it on our own, we dont need anyone
Lord knows we dont need you [x2]

(watch me now)
You got your ear to the street, then this buds for you
You got my name in your mouth, then this slugs for you
Shotgun, fast lane, on the highway to hell
Germ sticks, tall cans, and the powder that sells
Just tryin to have somethin, and you sit back and laugh
Ima grab something, ima gettin that half
We came too far now, nowhere we can flop
Wanna drop me, gotta kill me, only way ima stop

We got 808 subwoofers in the trunk
Around the world with the rancid punx
This is for the misfits, the freaks and the runts
f___ the m_________in back-stabbin c___s
Rides gettin rough, so I know I better buckle
P u n x tattooed on my knuckles
Hey man, you keep the shackles, cause I am free

Were gonna make it on our own, we dont need anyone
Lord knows we dont need you [x2]

(watch me now)
I heard youre losing your mind, s___, I been lost mine
But I still stay focused through good and bad times
Compare your worst f___in day to my best f___in night
I bet my last red cent that you couldnt stand the sight
From loss of loved ones to life of drug funds
They counted me out, from what? Im not done
Give me a chance to shine and ima blind the world
Take a stand and be the voice of those who cannot be heard