Lyrics: Days Of Wild

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(Hold, hold, hold onto your wigs!)

Break down! Huh, this is a bust (Hold onto your wigs!)
All you sorry motherfuckers up against the wall
If you don't play, bite the dust
Cuz in a couple of simple fuckin' phrases
I'm gonna hip you to the fuckin' plays of
The brand new mad style - y'all say!
(These are the days of wild)
Hell yeah!

(Hold onto your wigs!)

Pop guns and weed? Brother please!
We're to wise for nonsense
The other 90's was better suited for that biz
Back when Dick was fuckin' Liz
Before soda pop had fizz
Don't blame it on your jockstrap full of jizz
Mentality so insane
I got a Tech-9 to and it's called my brain
Shoot another brother? Not today
Death from envy is the only way
I can tear shit up y'all, that's my style
These are the days of wild - put'em up!

(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild
(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild

Hooker, bitch and ho, I don't think so
I only knew one and never told her though
I thought about it many times (Diss me?)
That's the kind of shit to make you check your mind
Is your blood type the type that flows?
Is your blood type the type just stereo?
A woman every day should be thanked
Not disrespected, not raped or spanked
And if a woman ever said I did
She's a motherfuckin' liar and I'm a set-up kid
I'ma tear shit up y'all, that's my style
These are the days of wild!

(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild
(Hold onto your wigs!)
Oh oh oh, by the way, I play bass guitar!
(Wild)
These are the days
(Wild)
These are the days of wild

Tennis shoes and caps, now that's phat
Up until the day another wanna laugh behind your back
Sayin' we all look the same
God bless America, home of the brave
I'd rather dress to make a woman stare
I'm puttin' on somethin' that another won't dare
It's a freezer burn compared to cool
If you still got loot, then who's the fool?
Everybody wanna take the stand
Mind your own motherfucker, let a man be a man
I'ma tear shit up y'all, that's my style
These are the days of wild - put'em up!

(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild
(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild

Keep that shit goin', break it down!
Wait a min... wa... wait, wait
Yeah, right there, don't move (Right there)
Justin, turn the lights off
Stop the cameras, turn the lights off

Looky here
Minneapolis, can you do me a favor?
I need to hear your voices tonight
I wanna check my choir
I want everybody in this whole building
"Free the slave"
Can you say that?
Let me hear ya - "Free the slave"
Come on, everybody (Free the slave)
Too funky, say it (Free the slave)
You keep the for and it be to good, come on (Free the slave)
I can't hear ya! (Free the slave)
Ah hell yeah, gimme the beat, let me hear ya (Free the slave)
Minneapolis in the house, now say it (Free the slave)
Rock 'n' roll's alive tonight y'all, let me hear ya, uh (Free the slave)
Everybody got a little slave in 'em tonight, say it (Free the slave)
Come on band, come on band, all y'all say it! (Free the slave)

(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild
(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild

(Wild)
Break it down, oh
Minneapolis
Lordy, Lordy, uh, hell yeah
(Free the slave - play that muthafuckin' bass!)
On the 1, Tommy, go!
(Wild)

(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild
(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild

(Free the slave) These are the days, these are the days
Come on band

(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild
(Hold onto your wigs!)
These are the days of wild

On the 1, yeah!

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