Lyrics of 'Rock On' by Bionic Jive

This is the response after the passing of a dark storm and exhales from 5 headed dragons. Bringing temperature to fright to farenhite, can i hit your hold dog pile and leave with a razor blade smile? I can hit yo dog pile leave with a razor blade smile in the meanwhile, bow to the profile. Heat and thunder storms up in exile in a crowd can i hit the stage and make'em get buck wild? Yes! You can hit the stage and make them get buck wild too late to duck now so brace up, head stones raise up, need money now cause pockets got space to take up, wake up underwater with cement shoes and neck bruise

can bionic jive kick it? Yes we can can we make triple digits? Yes we can can we make the others quit it? Yes we can can we show them how we did it? Like this yall

from city to city block to block come on rock on rock on from corner to corner hood to hood what we gon' do? Turn it out turn it out. Break!

Yo we popping this, rocking this, dropping this in yo metropolis, no stopping this, in a hood near you they copping this. Give me the keys because we locking this, do we ever miss? No we never miss. In fact, stand back to back, let the double barrel crack, your heart no longer pity pat, when i enter your chest and exit your back, emerge can you make them respond and break them off like that? Like this, like that, like this, like that, we verbally gravitate them verbatim on tracks. Like that, like this, like that, like this we mentally mash matter make metaphors mix.

Can bionic jive kick it? Yes we can can we make triple digits? Yes we can can we make the others quit it? Yes we can can we show them how we did it? Like this yall

from city to city block to block come on rock on rock on from corner to corner hood to hood what we gon' do? Turn it out turn it out. Break!

I bang on em hang on em i rip it to death the way i throw them things on em i bang on em hang on em i rip it to death the way i throw them things on em i bang on em hang on em i rip it to death the way i throw them things on em i bang on em hang on em i rip it to death the way i throw them things on
From city to city block to block come on rock on rock on from corner to corner hood to hood what we gon' do? Turn it out turn it out. Break!