• Blow Up - Devo
• Blow Up - Slut
• Blow Up - Skrape
• Blow Up - Sam Adams
• Blow Up - GP Wu
• Blow Up - Dr. Calypso
• Blow Up - Hollow Tip

when I see you
I want to holler
you make me steamy
under the collar
you - you know you're my
sweet hot Chihuahua
if I can't have you
I'm gonna get blowed up
said blow up
hot Chihuahua
why don't you treat me to
your special flavors
I can reciprocate with
some special favors
your such a hazard but
you are my pleasure
don't get me boiled up or

let磗 wait until the morning light then give me pills for one more try we磍l be over let磗 place the bomb and stop to breathe let磗 wait until the city sleeps we磍l be over when it磗 over - blow up I磍l light the fuse at ten to eight then count to three and run away we磍l be over when it磗 over - blow up please steal a car and grab your coat then give me five and hit the road we磍l be over when it磗 over - blow up I磍l kill the world for you today we磍l place a bomb and drive away

In time the truth will come
Your mind's blind and you won't come home
It's what you need to ignore
It's what you get in store
You can't explain
You won't be the same
I rage sometimes
Set up the blow up
Open your mind
See how I rage sometimes
Same sign the time will come
Break down clown you get high from some
It's what you need to ignore
It's what you get in store
You can't explain
You won't be the same
I rage sometimes
Set up the blow up
Open your mind
See how I rage sometimes
You can't ignore yourself
You can't ignore yourself
You can't ignore yourself
You can't ignore yourself
In time the truth will come
Your mind's blind and you won't come home
It's what you need to ignore
It's what you get in store
You can't explain
You won't be the same
I rage sometimes
Set up the blow up
Open your mind

i've been workin' all night, man
what's a young kid gotta do to blow up
this life's becoming somethin' i can't stand
tell those people go home i don't wanna grow up
i drank too much again last night, damn
woke up with a hangover time to roll up
been workin' so hard can't they understand,
so many kids like me, we just wanna blow up, blow up,
blow up, blow up,
blow up, blow up
yeah, we just wanna blow up
i just wanna prove a teacher wrong
tell them that my own degree didn't help me write a
song
only payin' attention of the girl with the thong, and
the skirt so short
it's like she barely has one on
and uh, sick of hearin' bout my alcohol abuses and
makin' up extravagent
excuses, they're useless
so deuces to the classroom, welcome to your dreams that
made you without a
major, homie, welcome to the team
i've been workin' all night, man
what's a young kid gotta do to blow up
this life's becoming somethin' i can't stand
tell those people go home i don't wanna grow up
i drank too much again last night, damn
woke up with a hangover time to roll up
been workin' so hard can't they understand,
so many kids like me, we just wanna blow up, blow up,
blow up, blow up,
blow up, blow up
yeah, we just wanna blow up
waking up, weights become a trend
i roll over in the morning, random girl up in my bed
and i swear she was a cutie, she was lookin' like a ten
but the proof is in the puddin i was obviously there
obviously put it on a rich girl's dad
just tryna make money like a rich girl dad
so deuces to the school life, fucking with a game
what made ya without a major, homie, look what i
becamei've been workin' all night, man
what's a young kid gotta do to blow up
this life's becoming somethin' i can't stand
tell those people go home i don't wanna grow up
i drank too much again last night, damn
woke up with a hangover time to roll up
been workin' so hard can't they understand,
so many kids like me, we just wanna blow up, blow up,
blow up, blow up,
blow up, blow up
yeah, we just wanna blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up,
blow up, blow up
yeah we just wanna blow up
i've been workin' all night, man
what's a young kid gotta do to blow up
this life's becoming somethin' i can't stand
tell those people go home i don't wanna grow up
i drank too much again last night, damn
woke up with a hangover time to roll up
been workin' so hard can't they understand,
so many kids like me, we just wanna blow up, blow up,
blow up, blow up,
blow up, blow up

All my brothers (what)
Let the world know it's hot 9-7 (what)
Shaolin take it to the top
All the ladies (oowww)
Show some love sugar, it's on tonight
Keepin the party tight aiiight
[pop the brown hornet]
I be the one to break through your barrier
Bomb carrier
Ready to explode in hype mode
You'll catch a bad decision at any given
I was marked for death so now this is how the fuck I'm livin
Let me lay the law, let me connect four
G.p. the brand new reign, fuck what you sayin and thought
Standin tall but you comin up short
Might play a lot of games but this ain't your sport
Ran into the wrong one, I'm the son of a gun
You target practice, i'ma hit you off for fun
Answer one question, what crossed your mind
To make you think that you could fuck with my hip hop design
You out of fashion, on top of that you got me laughin
Like a gun toter up against an assassin
I'm the real mccoy, old school b-boy
Anything I seek I could create or destroy
It's like that, born with the strength to strike back
Full contact better wear your hardhat in combat
It's either you or my contract
All you gotta say is where we get it on at
And it's on
All my brothers (what)
Let the world know it's hot 9-7 (what)
Shaolin take it to the top
All the ladies (oowww)
Show some love sugar, it's on tonight
Keepin the party tight aiiight
[rubberbands]
Movin in a city of crooks where they don't play by the books
It's off the hook, got me on crop
Ready to pop somethin in my circumference if we don't rock
But a lot of niggas snitch makin the streets too hot
Bitches too wanna be up in people's personal affairs
Let it die down, get it out the air
Gossipin to get rich, callin 1-800-tips
Hundred dollar ho went international on the richard bey show
Everybody wanna blow overnight
The secret to my success is I don't get too hype
Laid back killer instances, killer track
Make a snap remack
Bomb bandzee verses worse than crack
Highly addictive
The microphone's the glass dick and I'm smokin smash hits
I need to be rehabilitated
And if I write to the beat that only makes the murder of the track
Premeditated
[june luva]
How dare you even look my way
Better yet cross my path and have somethin to say
You wack rapper don't you know who you fuckin with
Niggas suck my dick, june'll be the first to bust your shit
Word up, get yourself hurt up, meanin fast
The first one that steps be the first one I click-click-blast
Hit em one time up in his brain
But didn't kill em, I left him mentally insane
It be bloodstains on the sidewalk from thugs postin
Animosity towards me will get you toasted
6 million ways, 365 days
I be on the street, crime pays
Nicks, dimes and treys used to be my hustle
Until I learned how to grab heat and take it with the muscle
And rush you, and pin you to the wall quickly
I'm shifty, low down dirty and gritty
All my brothers (what)
Let the world know it's hot
All the ladies (oowww)
[dark skinned assassin]
Can you feel us all up in your swat
Can't touch the God lyrical, far from typical style
Thirsty niggas couldn't drink if they walk a hundred miles
Broke thousands of clones in half, bones left in paths
Casualty, s.i. be I soulful by the craft
Devine self allah, the golden mic holder
Got this whole shit locked like the ayatollah
Rebel sink to levels as low as the devils
But the God made dirt to dig they grave with the shovel
Try to slay the master, his heartrate beats faster
Assault and battery make it hard to remember
Behold I the black avenger
Black as charcoal with a soul as cold as december
Timber, lumberjack raps that can injure
And disappear in a cloud of smoke like a ninja
Great pretender, now it's time to deal with what's real
War, four score with a hundred raw niggas
[down low recka]
You wanna play the game of life and throw his life on the line
With these tank slang niggas, hundred percent genuine
Mental court got niggas doin time and
Frustration got me ready to do crime
Watch me shine like a comet
Orally smack niggas on the ground like they vomit
Frontin all them years you need to stop it
You see who comin, the rightful owners of this era
Who show the love but if necessary bring the terror
Self defense and retaliation, hold this fort
Throw them niggas off the court in this rap sport
Your center's too short, your forwards' is backpedallin
Your gods ain't hard, how you think you better than
Niggas with a plan who stand behind thoughts
Made known, reality show the grain blow
All over, universally consume your town like fire
Blaze the shit til we retire
All my brothers (what)
Let the world know it's hot 9-7 (what)
Shaolin take it to the top
All the ladies (oowww)
Show some love sugar, it's on tonight
Keepin the party tight aiiight
All my brothers (what)
Come on and gimme whatcha got 9-7 (what)
Shaolin take it to the top
All the ladies (oowww)
Show some love sugar, it's on tonight
Keepin the party tight aiiight
All the ladies, can you feel it in your
All my niggas, let the world know it's hot 9-7
Shaolin take it to the top

Sing, blow up the bank and sing.
Bank man, lotta money
Ai man, no food for the family
Rich man, think it's funny
Blow up the bank with me
Sing, blow up the bank and sing.
Bank man, lotta money
Ai man, no food for the family
Rich man, think it's funny
Blow up the bank with me
Don't wanna be rich when the millions dying
Don't wanna be poor see me children crying

We been a block like top notches
Gold things and topless
Hoes jockin reflections and diamonds from my watches
What's poppin?Smokin on veggas and kill switches
Homies twisted and fitted in EB and Hilfiger
Real niggas on my side ballin out of control
And all the hoes know we got the north financially sold
On the road, doing shows, backstage with hoes
Nobody knows what goes down once the doors is closed
Playa clickin on the scene, smokin Sacramento green
Leave as we sweep down your street in something clean
On a mission pimpin, flippin up chips to make a livin
Concentrate on millions, and sick of dealin these killins
It's another hustle everyday but I maintain
Caught up in this struggle, so I refuse to gangbang
Got my mind on bigtime, that this whole world owe us
Hollow Tip and the whole high side fittin to
Chorus:
Blow Up (everytime)
We don't have, we don't have to rush (let's not rush this thing)
It's not worth it (it's guarenteed that we)
Blow Up (we'll make, we'll make money)
Blow Up
Now I'm on the rise, and more exposed to my eyes
I'm in the 95 Maxima the limits the sky
High siden Eddie Bauer, I'm the man of the hour
Top dollar, with a hairy ball on my collar
Dry my eyes from all the rainy days
And slingin yay, now when we parley
Gold things spin to the bay
And to the day we close down shop
We got tapes to sling $50,000 knot
Sippin expensive drinks, 18k links
And more sophisticated than a top notch can think
In the industry risin, and we still high siden
Something fully equipped, Nautica and diamonds
Thought I wasn't sliden up in um cause I'm hollow
When Rimmie Marks swallows out the $30 bottle
When the Lexus roll up, babygirl hold up
Because I'm down with high side my whole clique fittin to
Chorus
I'm on a mission about my mail, million dollar clientele
Nationwide I'm satisfied, but decide it was hell
I had to struggle hard to be financially stable
But now I'm in the light with hundred spokes on my label
Loungin in condos, sittin on leather and brass
Lookin at big screens, my Tommy Hil's full of cash
Can you imagine it, my whole crew havin it
Tuxedos and Benzes and automatic clips
On a rise to the top it's a trip nonstop
We in this game for the millions, scrilla over props
Gold things touch the ground, like green crush it down
Let my 15's hit till the hoes say must it pound
I'm the man across the land, pay my bills by the grand
Hoes rush me, tryin to touch me, got top notch fans
Now the struggle is over, no more jobs only your love
All these haters still talkin but they can watch a nigga
Chorus
Hollow Hollow, Hollow Hollow, Hollow Hollow..
It ain't worth it
Sac Town, Sac Town, Sac Town, Sac Town