The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
Here I come steppin'
Tha murder weapon
Cappin' off safety
Keep one in tha chamber
Nigga
Your life is in danger
(boyowh!) call me noah 'cause I'm floating cross
Tha river droppin' g shit
With mo' kicks than a Steven Segal
(boyaaa!) peep this
From tha unforgiven mask murderer
Handcuffing tha m-I-c
Serving niggas like miky d's
Mo' action's than jackson
You never breath again like Toni Braxton
When I'm maxing
Shooting rhymes like John Paxton
And don't forget
Tha lights on tha camera
So I lick 'em
Stick 'em
Did 'em
Dun 'em
Get mo' mellow than I trail 'em
To tha darkside
And make 'em evacuate with tha swiftness
Killin' my fatal flow with tha quickness
Ugh!
You really don't wanna see me and my flow
(you don't wanna see me, you don't wanna see me)
'cause I can play it like
Casper
Get real and
Then I'm ghost
All I want to know
Fool!
Can you feel it?
Nigga!
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
Uuh! ?
Nigga who tha fuck you talkin' to?
Talkin' yo ass muthafucka'
You's got no clue
I'll be your huckleberry (huckleberry)
Tha black doc holiday
I do's me ? with my stainless steel plates
Serial number scratch off must be a throw away
Muthafuckaz expect me to come soft
But fool I'm here to stay
(gunshots)
Blow, bllaarraah, muthafuckaz, blast muthafuckers
(gunshots end)
Release tha tec
No chop to tha bank
It's hot
No rock 'n' jock
You big bullies done turned a semi automatic
Into a fully
I like tha times with my social thugs
Stay away from tha
Brushing up on my shooting skillz
Private property land
Aiming at acorns coke bottles and aluminum cans
Walkin' around this muthafucka with ya lips
Closed out
Fools know wut I'm about
Muthafuck you!
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
Verse 3: spice-1
A whu, a whu
A 1-2-3
It's tha mothafuckin' killa
Bailin' up out tha caddy
With tha infrared up on my milla
Meet ya mothafuckin' head up
With the barrel up in his mouth
Creepin' up in ya fuckin' house
Leave ya brain on tha couch
Just some sick shit
From some niggas
Who really don't give a fuck
1990-sick up on this album all you snitches duck
Blaw!
Triple gold knack off
Be holdin my tire on
Fuckin' with tha alcohol, tobacco and tha firearm
My nigga e-4-0
Double jeff
And kyoz
You way off
And hoes like a fro
You gunn stay soft
That's why I'm pickin' on ya ass
Ya phony nigga
East bay gangstas for life
Str8 1-8-7 killas
Blaw!
Yeah man
We just take 'em got 'em
Put tha barrel in they mouth and just blaw!
Man
Just takin' mothafuckin' brains out like that
'cause really don't give a fuck
Blaw!
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
Here I come steppin'
Tha murder weapon
Cappin' off safety
Keep one in tha chamber
Nigga
Your life is in danger
(boyowh!) call me noah 'cause I'm floating cross
Tha river droppin' g shit
With mo' kicks than a Steven Segal
(boyaaa!) peep this
From tha unforgiven mask murderer
Handcuffing tha m-I-c
Serving niggas like miky d's
Mo' action's than jackson
You never breath again like Toni Braxton
When I'm maxing
Shooting rhymes like John Paxton
And don't forget
Tha lights on tha camera
So I lick 'em
Stick 'em
Did 'em
Dun 'em
Get mo' mellow than I trail 'em
To tha darkside
And make 'em evacuate with tha swiftness
Killin' my fatal flow with tha quickness
Ugh!
You really don't wanna see me and my flow
(you don't wanna see me, you don't wanna see me)
'cause I can play it like
Casper
Get real and
Then I'm ghost
All I want to know
Fool!
Can you feel it?
Nigga!
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
Uuh! ?
Nigga who tha fuck you talkin' to?
Talkin' yo ass muthafucka'
You's got no clue
I'll be your huckleberry (huckleberry)
Tha black doc holiday
I do's me ? with my stainless steel plates
Serial number scratch off must be a throw away
Muthafuckaz expect me to come soft
But fool I'm here to stay
(gunshots)
Blow, bllaarraah, muthafuckaz, blast muthafuckers
(gunshots end)
Release tha tec
No chop to tha bank
It's hot
No rock 'n' jock
You big bullies done turned a semi automatic
Into a fully
I like tha times with my social thugs
Stay away from tha
Brushing up on my shooting skillz
Private property land
Aiming at acorns coke bottles and aluminum cans
Walkin' around this muthafucka with ya lips
Closed out
Fools know wut I'm about
Muthafuck you!
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
Verse 3: spice-1
A whu, a whu
A 1-2-3
It's tha mothafuckin' killa
Bailin' up out tha caddy
With tha infrared up on my milla
Meet ya mothafuckin' head up
With the barrel up in his mouth
Creepin' up in ya fuckin' house
Leave ya brain on tha couch
Just some sick shit
From some niggas
Who really don't give a fuck
1990-sick up on this album all you snitches duck
Blaw!
Triple gold knack off
Be holdin my tire on
Fuckin' with tha alcohol, tobacco and tha firearm
My nigga e-4-0
Double jeff
And kyoz
You way off
And hoes like a fro
You gunn stay soft
That's why I'm pickin' on ya ass
Ya phony nigga
East bay gangstas for life
Str8 1-8-7 killas
Blaw!
Yeah man
We just take 'em got 'em
Put tha barrel in they mouth and just blaw!
Man
Just takin' mothafuckin' brains out like that
'cause really don't give a fuck
Blaw!
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(can you feel it baby?)
Ugh, yeah
(I want to know)
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