Hot things be gone Yeah be on your way I'll never be gone Yeah I'm here to stay The kids yeah will make them pay Someone call the cops I got something to say Fuck you and your drugs This ain't your holiday Those guns and knives will put you elevate This is how we play This is how we play This is how we play This is how we play This is how we play Fuck up the bass Don't tell me what to play I got enough shit from you I was born this way Blues funk and jazz is where we kick Soul pop and rock is what we'll make Only drug I need is the sound of my bang No medication can heal compared to what I have I got enough to give to anyone This is how I play This is how we play This is how we play This is how we play This is how we play Round and round The cops try to kill the sound Round and round The cops try to kill the sound Round and round The cops try to kill the sound Round and round The cops tryna' kill... This is how we play This is how we play This is how we play This is how we play