What you want? Hot shit to the death/
How do you like this sound? Exactly what I meant/
Looptroop is hotness for Babylon intruders,/
Gun salute shooters & everyday music consumers/
You can't bruise us, better chew that paper/
Talk shit, we a go slew the perpetrators/
We heard you hate us, we hurt you fakers/
It takes more than your jealous ass to break us/
This shit is pumpin' wrecking your sound detector/
After twenty records still top choice for selectors/
In every sector all over the tour,/
We bring an all out war on all of your laws/
We go all out raw all over your domain/
The whole world know these four, who knows your name?/
We leavin' stains on your parliaments,/
Then go to the next sold out show, who want arguments?
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Don't hate the player, don't hate the game/
Hate the troop man we take all blame,/
That you got no money, you got no fame,/
That you got no honeys, you got no name
Lace up your sneakers, show off with your speakers/
Now, raise up your glass, make sure it's twelve centilitres/
Blao, salute the dj when the crowd's off the meters/
Aaoh, let's make it hot, tank tops and wife beaters/
Yo, go tell your women I'm an asshole, I don't care/
No, I don't get lucky, that's skill, life's unfair/
Wow, I know it hurts to see the girls, see the gear/
So, you gotta let it out on somebody in here/
True, I understand, I make you look bad in your hometown/
Fool, but I'm a leave tomorrow, you'll get back that torn crown/
Cool, swallow your pride, get up here, gimme a false pound/
Boo, tough on your ego, but it's rough to be small time/
Ok, two can play that game, I'll shake your hand and smile, fuck it/
Say, nothing man, I'm working in my high so cut it/
Hey, I know the best thing we could do is stay above it/
Ha ha, you must hate the troop as much as I love it!
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Yo I'm bringin' the monstafunk your babymoms a pump,/
The ladies' hearts a thump, your neighbours' cars a bump/
This shit till they cause a roadblock for four blocks/
You say call the riotsquad! I say poor cops!/
They don't know what they're in for/
They won't come prepared they didn't get the right info/
mation, no bio, no presentation/
Well here it is man - the proper education/
The lowdown on the whole sound/
Hope you're good at taking notes cus I wont slow down, check it!/
Looptroop is the textbook example:/
You can't fuck with beats, texts, hooks and samples/
A classic before it even hits the plastic/
But can they do it again? No need to ask it/
You know we bring it from the heart every time/
You know you need to press start then rewind/
Or you might miss a vital part of the rhyme,/
Cus that's just the type of thought we design/
So Looptroop is still hated by everyone,/
Cus Looptroop is still better than anyone what!?
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