Lyrics of Drop Dead Lane – Paralyzed

– Man, I feel like I’m fuckin tired a little bit
-Wassup, Dis?
– You know, making content, trying our ass of to promote our music and shit…
– Yeah, and we still got our the regular jobs
– Yeah, the only thing that keeps us driven is…
– It’s Us!

If this is your first time with us, I guarantee your gonna be paralyzed!
If this is your inescapable second time with us, run before you lose you mind
Cause you need to realize, there is no way back after you play DDL for the third time
You’re gonna become an addict, but don’t panic, we’ll supply you
With the best commodity ever, and we need no money except for
Symbolic amount when we decide to gather with you in some public center
We’re Maecenases, you might seen us on the streets giving our rap to citizens
That normally stand speechless, enthusiastically listening
But we increasing the sphere of our influence, I put piece of me in it, I’m a prisoner
Of lyrical imprisonment, there’s a reason for me to visit the rhyming Elysium, when I’m gone
From the physical impact? I hope not
Chilling on my motherfucking yacht? Aha
Surrounded by the people that I love and rapping for them as hard as an old man can? Aha
We get in the building – you paralyzed
Go onstage, grab the fucking mikes
Spit real shit in it till we unfreeze you, so we can feel alive
It doesn’t matter what reaction to our creativity is going to be
At least you won’t stand steel when you hear us on the beat
(You paralyzed!)
Don’t disclaim that we do sound real
Oh yeah I know that we don’t look so friendly
I’m sure every time that you look at us, You better think “Damn, I don’t want that beef”
Drop Dead Lane! Boy we keep it playin’ everyday
Making game don’t look the same
Every morning that I wake, I’m baking cake
That will make your headphones insanely shake
Just imagine we’re in Quake, I’m fully loaded with my BFG10K
You’re the light guard, I’m a player, I can earthquake you whole day
We’re two slayers, say your prayers if you’re standing in our way
I’m so tired not yet admired, wish to inspire people around me
So that they can one day overcome whatever bothers
Got rhymes, got partner, we’re so fucking wild
Where are you going? We’re just getting started
Raise your hands in the sky, who feels the vibe
Drop Dead Lane killed again, everything’s fine
Sign in the sky, but you don’t know what’s coming
Flow so hot – fill your heart, feel that drop, fly to the top, fall to the ground
First year in a pocket, don’t even think we running out of fuel
We’re successfully maneuvering every bitch and rock, know if….
We get in the building – you paralyzed
Go onstage, grab the fucking mikes
Spit real shit in it till we unfreeze you, so we can feel alive
It doesn’t matter what reaction to our creativity is going to be
At least you won’t stand steel when you hear us on the beat
(You paralyzed!)
Don’t disclaim that we do sound real
Oh yeah I know that we don’t look so friendly
I’m sure every time that you look at us, You better think “Damn, I don’t want that beef”

If you think that we don’t sound real – you’re lying to yourself!
If you say that you’ve never been paralyzed – you’ve just never listened to our shit!