FIGHT
D.Y.A. Lyrics

This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit
This type of music is powerful and energizing, motivating you to take action

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
When you come across something that resonates with you, you can't ignore it

It's just some shit, for these kids to trash they rooms with
It's just music for young people to let loose and have fun with, even if it may seem chaotic

Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit
Just say no if someone pressures you into doing something you don't want to

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it
The kind of music that doesn't require you to inquire about its creator, it simply stands on its own

You just know, that's the new shit
You just instinctively recognize that it represents something fresh and innovative

The type of shit that causes mass confusion
The kind of music that sparks chaos and bewilderment

And drastic movement of people actin' stupid
Resulting in people behaving recklessly and foolishly

I come to every club with intention to do harm
When I go to clubs, I have a deliberate plan to cause damage or chaos

With a prosthetic arm and smellin like Boone's Farm
I have a fake arm and reek of cheap alcoholic beverages

Hidin' under tables as soon as I hear alarms
I quickly take cover beneath tables when I hear alarms go off

Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms
I am constantly suspicious and will even steal from my own mother

Connivin Kon, Artis with a bomb
My name is Connivin Kon, and I am an artist with destructive potential

Strapped to my stomach screamin, 'Let's get it on'
I have a bomb attached to my stomach, and I am enthusiastically urging for chaos to begin

A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank
I am an alcoholic who enjoys excessive drinking, even while operating a tank in a drunken state

Rollin' over a bank, cops see me and faint
I recklessly drive the tank over a bank, causing the police officers to be shocked and overwhelmed

It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke
The situation is extreme, as I have exceeded my limit of cocaine

I think I'll up my high by slittin' your throat
To intensify my intoxication, I will cut your throat

Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat
I will forcefully send your baby carriage into the street until it is completely destroyed

Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your street
As soon as I arrive on your street, your associates will be defeated

You know why my hands are so numb? (No)
Do you understand the reason behind my numb hands? (No)

'Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn't come (oh)
Because my grandmother performed oral sex on me and I didn't ejaculate

Smacked this whore for talkin' crap (bitch)
I slapped this promiscuous woman for speaking nonsense

So what if she's handicapped? The bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap
Why should her physical limitations matter? She insulted Bizarre's rapping abilities

I fuckin' hate you, I'll take your drawers down and rape you
I despise you so intensely, I will forcibly remove your underwear and sexually assault you

While Dr. Dre videotapes you (hell yeah)
And to make matters worse, Dr. Dre will record the entire incident

Satan done got me on this song
Satan has influenced and possessed me while I created this song

Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy Qu'ran, while I'm on the john
I am casually eating a hot dog and reading the Holy Qu'ran while sitting on the toilet

Tired of wearin' this yellow thong
I am fed up with wearing this yellow thong underwear

Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs
Sisqo, I want you to reclaim your ownership of the yellow thong, as it suits you better

Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm
Now I am handing you a gun, placing it directly in your hand

Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms
Now go to Dru Hill and explode their arms with the gun

Fuck your love songs
I have complete disregard for your romantic music

Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?
Fight me, bring anyone you want, who are you going to attack?

I'm King Kong, guns blow you to king-dom come
I am like King Kong, powerful and unstoppable, and my guns will destroy you completely

Show you machine gun funk
I will demonstrate my ability to use a machine gun with great skill

Sixteen M-16's and one pump
I have sixteen M-16 rifles and one shotgun, ready to cause chaos

The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw
I will forcefully place the snub-nose revolver against your jaw

Have you runnin' out this fuckin' club in your drawers
You will be so scared that you will flee the club in only your underwear

We lovin' the broads, there's nothin' to applaud
We enjoy the presence of women, but there's nothing worthy of praise

But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source
But regardless, everything is fine, as the neighborhood is well-represented in The Source magazine

I'm a nigga that loves scuffles
I am an individual who enjoys physical confrontations

And won't hesitate to sock you again with swollen knuckles
I won't think twice about hitting you again, causing your knuckles to swell

I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear traps
I am quick and effective, capturing people as if they were caught in bear traps

Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin', 'You hear that?'
I will shoot his head, causing it to violently jerk back, even in front of a priest, asking if he heard the sound

I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak
I will hit your girlfriend, confront you, and refuse to engage in conversation

If you step on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink
If you accidentally step on my feet, I will retaliate by forcefully submerging you in your own drink

I suffocated my shrink just for talkin'
I killed my therapist by suffocating him simply because he was speaking

Came back and fucked up his pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin
I returned to the funeral and assaulted his pallbearers, causing them to accidentally drop his coffin

These beads I'm swingin' is stingin' 'em
The beads I am swinging are hurting and causing pain to my enemies

See all these niggas? When I step in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
When I enter the club, I bring all my friends and associates with me

And any nigga lookin' too hard, we Rodney King'n 'em
If anyone stares at us in a confrontational manner, we will beat them brutally, similar to the Rodney King incident

Malice Green'n 'em and gasolinin' 'em with premium
We will assault them violently, even to the extent of using gasoline as an accelerant

Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em
I will either light a cigarette and flick it at them or spit on them to provoke and antagonize

Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him
I will raise up a picture of their family and kick it toward them, disrespecting and demeaning their loved ones

Blast while you right hookin', right when your wife's lookin'
I will shoot at you right as you throw a punch, causing your wife to witness the violence

Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin' your life music
This is not just fight music, it represents the destruction and loss of life

If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it
If I could seize and contain the anger and frustration felt by today's young generation

Crush the glass with my bare hands and swallow it
I would break the glass with my own hands and consume the shattered pieces

Then spit it back in the faces of you racists
And then forcefully expel it in the faces of those who hold racist beliefs

And hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit
And also towards hypocrites who hold the same thoughts but refuse to express them openly

You Liberace's, Versace's, and you Nazis
This includes individuals resembling Liberace, Versace, and Nazis

Watch me, 'cause you thinkin' you got me in this hot seat
Observe me, believing that you have placed me in a difficult and compromising situation

You motherfuckers want to judge me 'cause you're not me
You idiots desire to criticize me because you can never be like me

You'll never stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me
You will never be able to hinder me, as I am always one step ahead even if you attempt to harm me

I came to save these new generations of babies
I have arrived to rescue and inspire the upcoming generations of young people

From parents who failed to raise 'em 'cause they're lazy
From negligent parents who neglected their responsibility of raising them due to laziness

To grow to praise me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy
I am influencing and captivating them to the point of driving them insane

That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me
This is how I successfully obtained the support and admiration of an entire nation

And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong
And if you believe I will confess to any wrongdoing, you are mistaken

I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on
I completely destroy and disable any hypocritical critic who becomes the target of my attack

And this song is for any kid who gets picked on
This song is dedicated to all the children who are subjected to bullying

A sick song to retaliate to, and it's called
A provocative song as a response, and it goes by the name of 'Fight Music'

It's fight music
This is music that incites and fuels confrontations