No Reason (The Mosh Pit Song)

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We are leaders
 This Tecca N9na in your arena
 We saw no reason
 Yeah
 Start shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, our shit
 For no reason, the hardest
 For no reason, start shit
 For no reason, mob shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 I just think you fucking with the wrong one
 Times like these, I don't know how to have fun
 I think I'ma fuck somebody up (fuck 'em up)
 You gon' need someone to hold you up
 What the fuck
 My city stand up
 Stoppin' people that got animosity and what
 Copyin' me and the property, poppy ya jammed up
 We're akhis that can bust, don't mock me, the brand's us
 Strange Music, the gang shoot this right at the fakers
 They came stupid with the claim
 You'll get took for your change and name usage
 Steppin' to me, link with Atlanta, you losin' definitely
 Ready for ruckus really we reppin' the B, ah ah
 This the eviction notice, missile him quick then go get
 Hit us, consider me and my nigga be sick and roguish
 Stop, you ain't ready to brawl, you can hang (chyeah)
 Lock hit you dead in the jaw, you claim Strange (chyeah)
 It ain't K (chyeah), tell Kan City to jam with me, you damn sissy, eat up the object that stands stiffly
 In my pants with me
 Never honor who bringing drama to the Don
 If you continue not gonna do what I common do, guess what I'ma do
 Start shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, our shit
 For no reason, the hardest
 For no reason, start shit
 For no reason, mob shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 (Let's get to it)
 I just think you fucking with the wrong one (the wrong one though!)
 Times like these, I don't know how to have fun (I don't know!)
 I think I'ma fuck somebody up, fuck 'em up (gunna)
 You gon' need someone to hold you up (hold you up, huh)
 What the fuck (look)
 It's only one option (white), you gon' need a doctor
 I ain't talkin' 'bout the one from Compton
 Arms, feet, legs all gone like I'm Don Corleone
 Hiring James Bond, that's what I'm on
 Remain calm, but aware that I'm armed and dangerous
 See, Double X's a noted to gang with us
 So hang tight, I'm trying to get this right
 You think 'cause I wrote a pop hit that I won't pop shit?
 The fuck's wrong with you Pop-Tarts?
 I pop cherries and popstars, you popsicles is not hard
 Popped in on the top charts out the cop car
 To remind y'all you just rap, you're not Gods
 And I don't care who got bars
 Because they don't acknowledge mine
 So show me who got scars
 Show me the greatest on the stage and the arena
 Bet they point they finger up at the Gunner and Tecca N9na
 I just think you fucking with the wrong one
 Times like these, I don't know how to have fun
 I think I'ma fuck somebody up
 You gon' need someone to hold you up
 What the fuck
 She will not leave a bunch of passes
 I just wanna see that ass
 Caribou Lou in my glass yeah
 I start a riot by accident
 Somebody been showing ass again
 I just started throwing some cash again
 Pushing the crowd we harassing them
 If you start making me mad
 Start shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, our shit
 For no reason, the hardest
 For no reason, start shit
 For no reason, mob shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 We are leaders
 We saw a reason
 
 We are leaders
 This Tecca N9na in your arena
 We saw no reason
 Yeah
 Start shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, our shit
 For no reason, the hardest
 For no reason, start shit
 For no reason, mob shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 I just think you fucking with the wrong one
 Times like these, I don't know how to have fun
 I think I'ma fuck somebody up (fuck 'em up)
 You gon' need someone to hold you up
 What the fuck
 My city stand up
 Stoppin' people that got animosity and what
 Copyin' me and the property, poppy ya jammed up
 We're akhis that can bust, don't mock me, the brand's us
 Strange Music, the gang shoot this right at the fakers
 They came stupid with the claim
 You'll get took for your change and name usage
 Steppin' to me, link with Atlanta, you losin' definitely
 Ready for ruckus really we reppin' the B, ah ah
 This the eviction notice, missile him quick then go get
 Hit us, consider me and my nigga be sick and roguish
 Stop, you ain't ready to brawl, you can hang (chyeah)
 Lock hit you dead in the jaw, you claim Strange (chyeah)
 It ain't K (chyeah), tell Kan City to jam with me, you damn sissy, eat up the object that stands stiffly
 In my pants with me
 Never honor who bringing drama to the Don
 If you continue not gonna do what I common do, guess what I'ma do
 Start shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, our shit
 For no reason, the hardest
 For no reason, start shit
 For no reason, mob shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 (Let's get to it)
 I just think you fucking with the wrong one (the wrong one though!)
 Times like these, I don't know how to have fun (I don't know!)
 I think I'ma fuck somebody up, fuck 'em up (gunna)
 You gon' need someone to hold you up (hold you up, huh)
 What the fuck (look)
 It's only one option (white), you gon' need a doctor
 I ain't talkin' 'bout the one from Compton
 Arms, feet, legs all gone like I'm Don Corleone
 Hiring James Bond, that's what I'm on
 Remain calm, but aware that I'm armed and dangerous
 See, Double X's a noted to gang with us
 So hang tight, I'm trying to get this right
 You think 'cause I wrote a pop hit that I won't pop shit?
 The fuck's wrong with you Pop-Tarts?
 I pop cherries and popstars, you popsicles is not hard
 Popped in on the top charts out the cop car
 To remind y'all you just rap, you're not Gods
 And I don't care who got bars
 Because they don't acknowledge mine
 So show me who got scars
 Show me the greatest on the stage and the arena
 Bet they point they finger up at the Gunner and Tecca N9na
 I just think you fucking with the wrong one
 Times like these, I don't know how to have fun
 I think I'ma fuck somebody up
 You gon' need someone to hold you up
 What the fuck
 She will not leave a bunch of passes
 I just wanna see that ass
 Caribou Lou in my glass yeah
 I start a riot by accident
 Somebody been showing ass again
 I just started throwing some cash again
 Pushing the crowd we harassing them
 If you start making me mad
 Start shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, our shit
 For no reason, the hardest
 For no reason, start shit
 For no reason, mob shit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 For no reason, mosh pit
 We are leaders
 We saw a reason
 

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Duration
03:59
Tempo
106 BPM

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