Push' Em (Steve Aoki & Travis Barker Remix)

I, something is wrong with me, I'm feeling like Psycho White I can't get a grip, I'm about to slip, Im about to fight I took another shot of whiskey dipsy chippin hit me I don't wanna get a grip, wanna lose it all, I wanna go wild Yeah, Catfish in a drop top thunderbird oh my god Here comes Billy again with Travis Barker; Jay and Silent Bob Hiya mom, Holmes got another chopper, high as a helicopter Sitting on the porch with a simple torch shakin his head; Flocka Flocka Sorry for the six pack daddy, I know before you left you told me not to But I said fuck it, kick the bucket and drink 'em all; Wacka Wacka Anybody seen a doctor, I'm a head cast after the Opera And if I say go then a bunch of famous family members are gonna pop off To my people on the back, move to the front Push 'em, push 'em To my people on the front, move to the back Push 'em, push, em To my people on the side, move to the middle Push 'em, push 'em Everybody in this motherfucker 1, 2, 3, go Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Push 'em, push 'em Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Push 'em, push 'em Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Push 'em, push 'em Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Push a motherfucker Transplants; you know we chillin Twitch; yeah, you know he's chillin Skate tee; you know we chillin Felix; you know he's chillin California; you know we chillin Alabama; you know we chillin Pull em up on that '87 with Paul Wall You know he's grillin Look around and tell me do you really wanna jump inside that mothafuckin prison For the animals that drink a pint and to the final crew to get inside The club and jump into a bottle like a bowl of water hold up buddy can I get a The Wolfpack's in mosh mode crowd surfin, see 'em rise Slumerican famous yeah, DTA gettin DUI's Go (Interlude) We're dealing with a small group of troublemakers Its uhh, bunch of angry young men who were fighting Who were smashing, and some crazy fires and explosives Are causing these problems London is fallin down but I'm too drunk on a bottle of brown Too far gone in a pile of cans to keep my hands from movin around Fuck it, I'm in public feeling like nobody's watching me go nuts When am I gonna lose my mind, before I find myself to hold me up