Styles of Beyond collaborated with Celldweller for a track entitled "Shapeshifter" which was featured on the game Need For Speed: Most Wanted and will also appear on the upcoming Celldweller album.
The third studio album was originally supposed to be released 2006 but was delayed to 2007, and then again delayed to 2008. However, in March 2008 the band announced the album titled "Reseda Beach" (formerly known as Rocket Surgery) has been finished and is waiting to be released by the label.
Superstars
Styles of Beyond Lyrics
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Ayo, first things first, It's time to shake ground
In the eighth round, Box battle and break down
For the beat, Killa rhyme tone
Jump in the cyclone
S-T-Y-L-E-S Yes I know
Put ‘em up, What the fuck You plucked the bad seed
Off the wall Spitting the gorilla tag team
What's up now Duck down, Stuff that can't breathe
Verse 2 (Ryu)
Yo, you know the routine
The team in effect please
Don't sleep, You wanna feed one of my pet peeves
The more beef the better, Sound gay
But you all wanna sleep together, Okay
In the club We don't sneak berettas. Why not?
We got so much street credit, The fucking police let us
Now that's bullshit, Cause we don't pack heat
So come and get your head cracked into fat meat
Chorus
Keep it moving it's on now
Making it bump loud
Shaking it buck wild
Waving the punk style
Faking the funk now
Pow duck Watch the pump
What now
Watch your battleship get sunk down
Click Click
Pow Pow
Nine nine
Thou Thou
What
Just what I thought what's up now?
Huh Huh
Buckshot through the speaker
Dabbin' the track with both hands
I'm like huh, huh
Buckshot through the speakers
Dabbin' the track with both hands
Verse 3 (Ryu)
Hold it down never give in, Styles sever your limbs
However you want it to end, Dirty syringe
I'll murder them again
Nine seven serving them since
Of thirty your friends
Get knocked out turbulent winds
Hopped out
Whatchu' want
Beer, bourbon, or gin
I'm a fish
You can tell by the flippers and fins
Verse 4 (Tak)
Yo I got a rock style
Pivot the offspring
And joke with him with
The distorted guitar string
Who am I?
Russian roulette, Kumathai
Pushing you back
Hotter then Quebec in July
Area five one
Stereo bop gun
Live here we go
S-O-B drop some
For the kids in the hall
With the new block tape
Blast from both angles
Like Boondock Saints
So get up get up
So let the sound hit you
Snap this audio style picture
Huh
Chorus
Verse 5 (Tak)
Who the hell's this
Splitting the belly upon the shellfish
Sittin' Indian style
Playin the fair blitz
Drilling your brain like
Graphic video games
Feel the syringe
From the style
Stickin' into your vein
Verse 6 (Ryu)
Yo
What kind of shit is he on
Really
His style's really
Beyond
Come on punk
Fuck off
You really got to be gone
Ripped out of your brain
Piss covered in shit
To diss this
S-O-B gang
Son of bitch
I'ma start killing for kicks
There ain't an Air Force One in the globe I can't fig
Get it
I'm sick wit it
When I spit the venom and it
Drips a minute
Gets the women in a
Quick dilemma
We can settle it now
And I don't know who did it
But they said it was Styles
Chorus
The song "Superstars" by Styles of Beyond is a rap track that celebrates the group's status as skilled artists. The first verse, led by Tak, is a call to action where it's time for them to make their mark and gain success, even if it means battling and breaking down their competition. He then proceeds to showcase his skills as a rap fiend that can spit lethal rhymes before jumping into the metaphorical cyclone. Ryu enters in the second verse with a continuation of the boasting and bragging, highlighting their beef with other rappers and their street credibility. The chorus is a way for them to tell their fans to keep supporting them by dancing and enjoying their music while they continue to make hits.
Verse three is where Ryu comes back with a string of violent and aggressive lyrics, boasting about how he can defeat anyone who challenges his style. He then boasts about what he drinks while he's partying, saying that he's a fish with flippers and fins, making him different from others. In the fourth verse, Tak jumps in with his cutting rap style, joking about himself being a game of Russian roulette and pushing people away with his hot lines. He also talks about the group's live performances being like a gunshot coming from a stereo. The final two verses are a display of their ability to take down their enemies, with both of them boasting their aggression and skill. The song is a celebration of their status in the music industry and their unique style that sets them apart.
Line by Line Meaning
Ayo, first things first, It's time to shake ground
Let's start things off with a bang
In the eighth round, Box battle and break down
Let's bring on the competition and go head to head
For the beat, Killa rhyme tone
Let's rap with a killer flow to the beat of the music
Jump in the cyclone
Let's dive right into the action
S-T-Y-L-E-S Yes I know
We represent Styles of Beyond and we're proud of it
The rap fiend, Vaccine, Pack rat fiend
We are obsessed with rap, like addicts looking for their next fix
Put ‘em up, What the fuck You plucked the bad seed
Let's fight back against those who underestimate our abilities
Off the wall Spitting the gorilla tag team
We're spitting rhymes with a fierce, unstoppable force
What's up now Duck down, Stuff that can't breathe
Those who can't keep up with us better watch out, because we're coming at them full force
Yo, you know the routine
This is nothing new for us, we've been doing this for a while
The team in effect please
We're a well-oiled machine and we're ready to go
Don't sleep, You wanna feed one of my pet peeves
Don't underestimate us or you'll regret it
The more beef the better, Sound gay
We thrive on competition, even though it may sound strange
But you all wanna sleep together, Okay
You're all acting like one big group, but we're not going to join you
In the club We don't sneak berettas. Why not?
We don't need to carry guns to show how tough we are
We got so much street credit, The fucking police let us
We have such a good reputation that even the police don't mess with us
Now that's bullshit, Cause we don't pack heat
Our reputation is undeserved, we don't actually carry guns
So come and get your head cracked into fat meat
Don't mess with us or you'll regret it
Keep it moving it's on now
Let's keep the momentum going, we're just getting started
Making it bump loud
Let's make some noise and get people pumped up
Shaking it buck wild
Let's dance and have fun until we're exhausted
Waving the punk style
Let's show off our unique style and be proud of it
Faking the funk now
Let's not pretend to be something we're not
Pow duck Watch the pump
We're ready to attack, so watch out
What now Watch your battleship get sunk down
Don't mess with us or you'll regret it
Click Click Pow Pow
We're locked and loaded, ready to attack
Nine nine Thou Thou
We're not afraid to go big and make a statement
Just what I thought what's up now?
We knew we'd come out on top, what's next?
Huh Huh Buckshot through the speaker
We're leaving our mark on this track
Dabbin' the track with both hands
We're giving it everything we've got
Hold it down never give in, Styles sever your limbs
We'll fight until the very end, regardless of the outcome
However you want it to end, Dirty syringe
Our victory may be unconventional, but we'll take it however we can get it
I'll murder them again
We're not afraid to go to extreme lengths to win
Nine seven serving them since
We've been in the game for a while now and we're still going strong
Of thirty your friends
We're not afraid to take on a challenge, even if it's against multiple opponents
Get knocked out turbulent winds
We're strong enough to take on anything that comes our way
Hopped out Whatchu' want
We're always ready for whatever comes next
Beer, bourbon, or gin
We're laid back and easy going, but always ready for a good time
I'm a fish You can tell by the flippers and fins
We're unique and have our own style, and we're proud of it
Yo I got a rock style
We've got a unique style that sets us apart from the rest
Pivot the offspring
We're always evolving and changing our style as needed
And joke with him with The distorted guitar string
We're not afraid to have fun and be a little unconventional
Who am I? Russian roulette, Kumathai
We're unpredictable and always one step ahead of the competition
Pushing you back Hotter then Quebec in July
We're relentless and won't give up until we win
Area five one Stereo bop gun
We're taking over and leaving our mark on everything we do
Live here we go S-O-B drop some
We're putting everything we've got into this and leaving it all on the line
For the kids in the hall With the new block tape
We're making music that speaks to a new generation and inspires them
Blast from both angles Like Boondock Saints
We're coming at our opponents from every angle and hitting them hard
So get up get up
Let's go and leave our mark on the world
So let the sound hit you
Let the music speak for itself and take over your body
Snap this audio style picture
Take a mental picture of this moment, because it's going to be epic
Who the hell's this Splitting the belly upon the shellfish
We're taking over and leaving our mark on everything in our path
Sittin' Indian style Playin the fair blitz
We're relaxed and confident, knowing we've got this
Drilling your brain like Graphic video games
Our music is intense and leaves a lasting impression
Feel the syringe From the style Stickin' into your vein
Our music is addictive and will take over your entire being
Yo What kind of shit is he on
Our music is so good, people can't believe it
Really His style's really Beyond
Our style is truly one of a kind and beyond anything else out there
Come on punk Fuck off You really got to be gone
Don't mess with us, because we're not going to take any shit from anyone
Ripped out of your brain Piss covered in shit
Our music is so intense, it will leave you in a daze
To diss this S-O-B gang
To hate on our style is to miss out on something truly special
Son of bitch
We're not messing around, and we're not afraid to speak our minds
I'ma start killing for kicks
We're not afraid to take risks and do whatever it takes to succeed
There ain't an Air Force One in the globe I can't fig
We can handle anything that comes our way, no matter how difficult
Get it I'm sick wit it
We're so good at our craft, it's almost like we're sick in the head
When I spit the venom and it
Our rhymes are so intense, they're almost poisonous
Drips a minute
Our rhymes flow like water, consistent and unstoppable
Gets the women in a Quick dilemma
Our rhymes are so good, it leaves people wondering what to do next
We can settle it now And I don't know who did it But they said it was Styles
We're not afraid of a challenge, and we'll take on anyone who thinks they're better than us
Contributed by Chase A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@irbkhun
After months of searching, I finally found the unremixed version.
@mastercrown754
Me Too
@Weed69420
The weed
@adam95190
I heard that in 2007, and since 2013 I’ve been searching for this
@datn00bbb
i found it by accident on guitar tutorial lesson
@ricardo_picario4237
styles of beyond is and will be my favourite band
@jagerznxs
👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
@emanuelesuella9938
2023
@5J7_
Same dawg.
@alexsaviour2936
This brings back so many memories when I was playing WWE SmackDown! vs. Raw for the PS2 :D