Shell Down Pt. 2 by Gassed Up Lyrics
We bring the pain, you cannot surpass
Time for ignition, cause we are the gas (the fucking gas)
Grab your baggies, grab your shot glass
We rise above, we’re in our own fucking class
It’s time to dig a hole
It’s time to fucking snap
It’s time to burn them all
It’s time to take it back
We gonna shell shell down, take over this shit
Stand up against us and your wig’s getting split
Too many man wanna chat shit about Dank
Cause I spit sick shit and man chat wank
I shell down like a Sherman tank
Big Dank pass by and your shit get sank
Been gone but I’m back on the case man
Still fresh but I been on the cake stand
Lost a few inches off the waistband
But I still will kill bills for days man
Some act like nobody rates Dan
Cause you know I smash shit like baked sand
See me and they still wanna shake hands
Talk behind my back like a wasteman
No way I’m everywhere like new blue
But now I’m infused with less booze
Doin’ moves now I train like choo choos
While you post weak tunes on Youtube
More soul than a pair of new shoes
Dudes don’t get it twisted or confused
Don’t matter who’s on the ones and twoes
Mics get bruised with a style like Wushu’s
Bam! I’m on the set like “where did he?”
Slam on the track, Big D mash it up
Tunes get merked on a set like “where did he?”
There, did you hear I’m back with a lot
Bars come down like a storm full of hail
Never fail when I do this, shit goes off
Ten tonne droppin’ on your minds from a great height
Fight if you want but heads comin’ off
Don’t think you’re bad in your Gucci tracksuit
Dark alleyway man might jack you
Won’t replace the beef with jackfruit
Jack all your stacks and blaze a big fat zoot
Nike TNs don’t make you a bad man
That gold chain don’t make you a bad man
Strip off the lot Big D is a mad man
Lick two shots make a man do the cancan
Bam bam like bigalow
Catch man ripping up bars in a grime show
Nobody gonna chat better than me
So you better get a grip if you step don’t tiptoe
Real though if you wanna test Big D
Bring full crew cause I’m gonna go sick G
Older but I never forget my roots
If you step on my toes, I can switch realy quickly
What
Time for ignition, cause we are the gas (the fucking gas)
Grab your baggies, grab your shot glass
We rise above, we’re in our own fucking class
It’s time to dig a hole
It’s time to fucking snap
It’s time to burn them all
It’s time to take it back
We gonna shell shell down, take over this shit
Stand up against us and your wig’s getting split
Too many man wanna chat shit about Dank
Cause I spit sick shit and man chat wank
I shell down like a Sherman tank
Big Dank pass by and your shit get sank
Been gone but I’m back on the case man
Still fresh but I been on the cake stand
Lost a few inches off the waistband
But I still will kill bills for days man
Some act like nobody rates Dan
Cause you know I smash shit like baked sand
See me and they still wanna shake hands
Talk behind my back like a wasteman
No way I’m everywhere like new blue
But now I’m infused with less booze
Doin’ moves now I train like choo choos
While you post weak tunes on Youtube
More soul than a pair of new shoes
Dudes don’t get it twisted or confused
Don’t matter who’s on the ones and twoes
Mics get bruised with a style like Wushu’s
Bam! I’m on the set like “where did he?”
Slam on the track, Big D mash it up
Tunes get merked on a set like “where did he?”
There, did you hear I’m back with a lot
Bars come down like a storm full of hail
Never fail when I do this, shit goes off
Ten tonne droppin’ on your minds from a great height
Fight if you want but heads comin’ off
Don’t think you’re bad in your Gucci tracksuit
Dark alleyway man might jack you
Won’t replace the beef with jackfruit
Jack all your stacks and blaze a big fat zoot
Nike TNs don’t make you a bad man
That gold chain don’t make you a bad man
Strip off the lot Big D is a mad man
Lick two shots make a man do the cancan
Bam bam like bigalow
Catch man ripping up bars in a grime show
Nobody gonna chat better than me
So you better get a grip if you step don’t tiptoe
Real though if you wanna test Big D
Bring full crew cause I’m gonna go sick G
Older but I never forget my roots
If you step on my toes, I can switch realy quickly
What