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.
Yeah, bout as real as they come
Still pushing base like an African drum
The only other hands that
It touched before Young
Was a Guala out of Dallas
With shag like Tum Tum
Back to the hood where
Niggas started detoxing
Till I hit them corners with
That motherfucking sheet rock
The rollers back bitch
The seal's on the back bitch
The six-three highlights the difference
Like an asterisks
Yes, the re-up game never dies
Soda makes the brick multiply
Push tons of monster with the pie
Keep water from the villain
Remember what it did to them gremlins?
Oh God, street wars when the heat warms up
In summertime niggas know what's up
Heavy armour, heavy drama, heavy karmas
We the reason haters scared of
Us fucking their baby mamas
Soon as this product hit's the street
You know they will be strung
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, It's addiction hey
You know we got 'em hooked like fiends
They open like trunk
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, It's addiction
Yeah, I told Pusha, I told Mal
That Vinnie move more white
Shit than a snowplough
Everybody knew the Guinea was so foul
The SKS with the bayonet, oh wow!
I'll rob everything and leave you
With a hungry gut
The hollow tips leave you looking like
You got a Gumby cut
You think you fucking with the god
Then you's a funny fuck
Rambo knife cut your stomach
Like a tummy tuck
All you see is darkness when the gun burst
The G36 melt your brain like a Pun verse
I act wild but I handle my funds first
I'm drunk all the time
Blood quenches the son thirst
I don't talk about the money I got
Because if money want my money
Then money get shot
Rap shit don't work? Then I
Dumb on the block
With Pusha and Mal cooking up
The jums in the pot
Soon as this product hit's the street
You know they will be strung
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, It's addiction hey
You know we got 'em hooked like fiends
They open like trunk
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, It's addiction
Still with the coke man, same as it ever was
Re-up gang, we the shame of America
Eighties hysteria, the 'caine be my legacy
The feds got our names
They hang us in effigy
Best believe it come back like it never left
I write rhymes but I'll bet
I'd make a better chef
They can't wait for it to dry
They like it better wet
And I'm heavy with the D like Eddie F
I whip it good, real good then I let it rest
Then I scrape the sides then I let 'em test
Yes, I got weight like Creatine
A gym star hit that chopping
Block like a guillotine
Nahmean? Sitting on chrome rims
Not only paper
We stack brick like Stonehenge
Go against us? Haters got no wins
I trust no one and I don't need no friends
Soon as this product hit's the street
You know they will be strung
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, it's addiction hey
You know we got 'em hooked like fiends
They open like trunk
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, it's addiction, hey
Still pushing base like an African drum
The only other hands that
It touched before Young
Was a Guala out of Dallas
With shag like Tum Tum
Back to the hood where
Niggas started detoxing
Till I hit them corners with
That motherfucking sheet rock
The rollers back bitch
The seal's on the back bitch
The six-three highlights the difference
Like an asterisks
Yes, the re-up game never dies
Soda makes the brick multiply
Push tons of monster with the pie
Keep water from the villain
Remember what it did to them gremlins?
Oh God, street wars when the heat warms up
In summertime niggas know what's up
Heavy armour, heavy drama, heavy karmas
We the reason haters scared of
Us fucking their baby mamas
Soon as this product hit's the street
You know they will be strung
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, It's addiction hey
You know we got 'em hooked like fiends
They open like trunk
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, It's addiction
Yeah, I told Pusha, I told Mal
That Vinnie move more white
Shit than a snowplough
Everybody knew the Guinea was so foul
The SKS with the bayonet, oh wow!
I'll rob everything and leave you
With a hungry gut
The hollow tips leave you looking like
You got a Gumby cut
You think you fucking with the god
Then you's a funny fuck
Rambo knife cut your stomach
Like a tummy tuck
All you see is darkness when the gun burst
The G36 melt your brain like a Pun verse
I act wild but I handle my funds first
I'm drunk all the time
Blood quenches the son thirst
I don't talk about the money I got
Because if money want my money
Then money get shot
Rap shit don't work? Then I
Dumb on the block
With Pusha and Mal cooking up
The jums in the pot
Soon as this product hit's the street
You know they will be strung
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, It's addiction hey
You know we got 'em hooked like fiends
They open like trunk
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, It's addiction
Still with the coke man, same as it ever was
Re-up gang, we the shame of America
Eighties hysteria, the 'caine be my legacy
The feds got our names
They hang us in effigy
Best believe it come back like it never left
I write rhymes but I'll bet
I'd make a better chef
They can't wait for it to dry
They like it better wet
And I'm heavy with the D like Eddie F
I whip it good, real good then I let it rest
Then I scrape the sides then I let 'em test
Yes, I got weight like Creatine
A gym star hit that chopping
Block like a guillotine
Nahmean? Sitting on chrome rims
Not only paper
We stack brick like Stonehenge
Go against us? Haters got no wins
I trust no one and I don't need no friends
Soon as this product hit's the street
You know they will be strung
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, it's addiction hey
You know we got 'em hooked like fiends
They open like trunk
They'll be dancing to the beat of this drum
Listen, it's addiction, hey
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