Pollution
WES:Uh, come on fool!
FRED:Yaah!
Uh, uh, uh drop that shitStraight comin' at ya, punkTo criticize is criticalWhen digging on my conceptRhythms got me feelin kinda smallGot you running from the lawMaybe it's that low endSmothered with the freestyleMaybe it's the thoughtOf being on the bottom of the pileStyles bound to the sky linesKeep 'em on the sidelinesChoking on my fly rhymesYou need the Heimlich maneuverThis ain't no jokeYou're gonna chokeWhen I'm slinging it to ya
When do you decide?(When do you decide?)Then you can know in your mind(When do you decide?)When do you decide?!
I'll probably never understand(Pollution!)You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear(Pollution!)I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill(Pollution!)You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear(Pollution!!)I keep the grip real tight
Breaker, breaker one nineSpitting out that skillSuicidal punk let me know you're realI'm walking on a thin lineWith the sticky bass lineNow you're stuck with the flowRunning through your mindSo if you're crossing overLet me know you're realWith a flex of your neckNow you got the feelI rumble like a thunderNow you're going underI bet ya wonderWhat the fuck is even going downI listen to 'em stereotypeAnd then complainI can't refrainFrom bringing on the pain
When do you decide?(When do you decide?)Then you can know in your mind(When do you decide?)When do you decide?!
I'll probably never understand(Pollution!)You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear(Pollution!)I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill(Pollution!)You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear(Pollution!!)I keep the grip real tight over
So when they tell me to turn down that volumeI'm gonna bring that beat backAnd when they tell Sam to turn down that bassI'm gonna bring that beat backAnd when they tell me to turn down the vocalI'm gonna bring that beat backAnd when they tell us to shut the fuck upI'm gonna bring that beat back!
Yeah, gonna bring that beat back!Aw, gonna bring that beat back!Fuck, gonna bring that beat back!Yo, yo, yo J bring that beat back!
When do you decide?(When do you decide?)Then you can know in your mind(When do you decide?)When do you decide?!
I'll probably never understand(Pollution!)You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear(Pollution!)I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill(Pollution!!)You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear(Pollution!!!)
Oh, oh, oh, shitI'm gonna bring that beat back!I'm gonna bring that beat back!I'm gonna bring that beat back, beat backBring that beat back, beat backBring that beat back, beat backSo shut the f-f-f-f...Back! Back! Back! Back! Back! Back! Back!
WES:Fred, shut up, all right? This is me telling you to shut up!)FRED:Bring that fucking beat back!WES:Shut up!)FRED:You sucka! (WES: Shut--) Fuckin' sucka song!WES:Fred, shut the fuck up!!)FRED:Uh-huh, we're done.