Boom/shawdy we be up like, shawdy goin on up, in da club like boom//
Shawdy finna throw it on back/shawdy finna throw it on back, gimme dat like boom//
My hood finna throw it on up, da hood finna throw it on up, give it up like boom//
Shawdy lemme get it on up, lil mama lemme get it on up, blowing up like boom!//
verse 1
Gimme da beat and I (boom) put another song in another tomb, when I'm all alone, bet I bust a move, you confused//
Da city of da chatt, finna put em on the map, Tennessee, it goes down, no matter you white, black//
I used to be the nigga up in school wit da strap/make a sucka lay it down, imma fool wit da mac/fo I did round, run up in ya house, where ya at, boy da South be da boom, ain't a rule it's a fact
You Remember Meechi Mee, Boom, killin any beat//nevermind the beef, lemme see da cheese lemme eat em and I boom like big mics and actors//
I cross lanes in this game and even ran backwards//
I make em turn up in a millisec/ready for a milli check, gimme dat, BOOM and I give it back//
Bet imma take it and I'll never wanna give it back/settle as a rebel, never ever, bigger nutsack/you take shots at the king, better kill him kuz da power of the inner energetic, I'm revealing/
They said I'd never make it, but I made it as a villian, inner city riddled tryna get a dollar out a nickel//
I know you wanna hate it kuz they all love D.R./but see yall are retards, I bi-doom the yi-dard//
I start up the. burn up, the di-dust I kick up/and whoever run up, get done up, I go up//
Tick tick, boom/make a Lotta noise, wit a a Lotta toys and I got a voice, bellow in the club like//
bridge
Southside zone 3 stay Goin up/
Decatur living greater, stay Goin up/
Da Westside, Bankhead shawdy goin up/
Da Northside getting wild shawdy goin up//
Da Chattown been down, lemme throw it up/
kuz when it goes, motorcade Cars wit us/
Eastdale to da Eastside, West to da south side/
Hands in the sky too high, goin up/
Aye, Now You can test any set wit the stress but a guaranteed mess we can serve in a sec//
We just came for da party you can leave wit the bruise/ I'm a super cool nigga wit a rude attitude/
I'm DRP, Los laced the heat/we get it in wit the track, boom bang the beat kuz I'm DRP,Los laced the beat, we get it wit da fye, goin up, throwin signs like//
D.R.P., 26, has been blessed with the ability to create mind blowing music with no limitations in his writing and production
in the studio. This artist has truly seen it all from the depths of surviving while homeless and on almost on the verge of mental insanity to rising above the demons that he conquered and finding a deeper meaning to living a life worth having....more
A joyful celebration of the sounds of Southern rap from an artist who's never felt more at home and in command of her space and vision. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 25, 2023
Having shacked up with Del and MF Doom, production powerhouse Parallel Thought now collabs with streetwise MC Bentley. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 5, 2016