Pollution

[Intro]

Uh, come on punk

What's up?

Yuck!

Uh, uh, uh, drop that shit, uh

Straight coming at you (Punk)

Punk

[Verse 1]

To criticize is critical when digging on my concept

Rhythms keep on building like the smog

Got you running from the law (law, law)

Maybe it's that low-end smothered with the freestyle

Maybe it's the thought of being on the bottom of the pile (pile, pile)

Styles bound to the skylines

Keep 'em on the sidelines choking on my fly rhymes

You need the Heimlich maneuver

This ain't no joke, you're gonna choke

When I'm slinging it to you

[Pre-Chorus]

When did you decide (When did you decide?)

To be narrow in your mind? (When did you decide?)

When did you decide?

[Chorus]

I'll probably never understand

(The pollution)

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

(The pollution)

I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill

(The pollution)

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

(The pollution)

I keep the grip real tight

[Verse 2]

Breaker, breaker 1-9, spitting out that skill

Suicidal funk let me know you're real

I'm walking on a thin line with the sticky bass line

Now you're stuck with the flow running through your mind

So when you're crossing over, let me know you're real

Put that flex on your neck, now you got the feel

Rumble like the thunder, now you're going under

Makes me wonder what the fuck is even going down (down, down)

I listen to 'em stereotype, when they complain

I can't refrain from bringing on the pain

[Pre-Chorus]

When did you decide (When did you decide?)

To be narrow in your mind? (When did you decide?)

When did you decide?

[Chorus]

I'll probably never understand

(The pollution)

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

(The pollution)

I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill

(The pollution)

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

(The pollution)

I keep the grip real tight, oh

[Break]

(One, two, three, eh!)

(That's it, that's it)

Ain't nobody do it like... you

[Bridge]

So when they tell me to turn down that volume

I'm gonna bring that beat back

And when they tell Sam to turn down that bass

I'm gonna bring that beat back

And when they tell me to turn down the vocal

I'm gonna bring that beat back

And when they tell us to shut the fuck up

I'm gonna bring that beat back!

Yeah, gonna bring that beat back!

Woah, gonna bring that beat back!

Fuck, gonna bring that beat back!

Yo, yo, yo, yo J bring that beat back!

[Pre-Chorus]

When did you decide (When did you decide?)

To be narrow in your mind? (When did you decide?)

When did you decide?

[Chorus]

I'll probably never understand

(The pollution)

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

(The pollution)

I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill

(The pollution)

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

(The pollution)

[Outro]

Gonna bring that beat back!

I'm gonna bring that beat back!

(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it!)

I'm gonna bring that beat back

Beat back, bring that, beat back

Beat back, bring that, beat back

Beat back, so shut the fuck

Whoa!

Back! Back! Back! Back! Back! Back! (Fred, shut up, alright?)

Back! Bring that fucking beat back

(This is me telling you to shut up.)

Back (Shut up!)

You sucker (Shut...)

Fucking sucker song (Fred, shut the fuck up!)

Mmmm dum, we're done