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PERFORMING ARTISTS
FEVER 333
FEVER 333
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stu Brooks
Stu Brooks
Composer
J Randy
J Randy
Composer
Jason Aalon Butler
Jason Aalon Butler
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FEVER 333
FEVER 333
Producer
Stu Brooks
Stu Brooks
Co-Producer
J Randy
J Randy
Co-Producer
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Mixing Engineer
Kevin McCombs
Kevin McCombs
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Way before my gang of three I was the weird rock nigga from the ING Ridin' a skateboard with all eyes on me Rocking Tupac tees and bumping Morrissey But it's all good, y'all just let me live And I won't deny a motherfucking thing I did I got thrown in jail, had a couple of kids Got in a couple of fights, split a couple of wigs Almost died, eight times my lifeline fell flat Got nine lives because of this black cat That's why I throw these threes up, throw these threes up I'm always going so hard to be like ease up, "damn!" Pulled up outside in a all black ride Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die There's a fever coming Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming) Pulled up outside in a all black ride Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die There's a fever coming Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming) It was all a dream, rocking like this as a POC? Oh, you best believe, we are the reason this started We made the blues then went harder than any person would ever try to believe I was a young boy looking for the man to be But in this rock shit, ain't nobody look like me So, I made my own lane, pave my own damn way Now, even OG's got respect to pay So we made an America and change history The beginning of the vision only we could see Gained some strength in numbers, from the faith of others Now we Grammy nominated, envy of the scene Yeah, I lost a couple Homies, jealousy's a bitch Motherfuckers all mad knowing I won't quit Making punk rock hits with a little rap twist I've been fucking the game up, get off my dick Pulled up outside in a all black ride Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die There's a fever coming Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming) Pulled up outside in a all black ride Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die There's a fever coming Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming) Hear that Fever West Coast rock and roller It's a New West Order Gangsters, hustlers, punk rock shit, you gon' fuck with us? It's the New West Order Pulled up outside in a all black ride All, all black ride, all, all black ride There's a fever coming Let 'em know there's a fever coming There's a fever on the stereo Turn it up and let 'em know right now It's all right (there's a fever coming) Though we try to keep the peace You could still get it in these streets tonight now So let's ride, hop in motherfucker Pulled up outside in a all black ride Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die There's a fever coming Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming) Pulled up outside in a all black ride Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die There's a fever coming Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming) Hear that Fever West Coast rock and roll It's a New West order Gangsters, hustlers, punk rock shit, you gon' fuck with us? It's the New West order
Writer(s): J Randy, Jason Aalon Butler, Stu Brooks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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