Travis Barker – Can A Drummer Get Some Remix Lyrics

[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Game]
Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Draped in black diamonds like a f-cking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my killer
So I jumped up out this grave like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee’s cause I be killin’ ‘em
Most emcee’s turn into ghost emcee’s
Yeah, give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I’m famous for killin’ rappers, my style, grenade
Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1.
Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please
I ate your favourite rapper’s heart out with a 16
Didn’t hit the switch on something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, thats Swizz Cheese!

[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, tune is chillin, ready and willing
N-gga I’m eating, happy thanks giving
Walking on the ceiling with my running shoes on
Life is too short, my money too long
Come into my zone, I’mma do you wrong
Life is an adventure, Indiana Jones
She a bad bitch, I give a dog a bone
My name is Weezy baby not Sylvester Stallone
And thats word to my drummer
Word to my drummer
Talk shit, but my shit backed up, need a plumber
Colder than a bitch wearing furs in the summers
Digg deep in that pussy, search and discover
I’m a beast, pockets on obese
Police, I Hate You So Much Right Now, Kelis
It’s a Young Money show, go head take a seat
Red bandana big beat muthaf-cka

[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Swizz Beatz]
They know me, yep, yep they know me
Back in the days I was the little homie
Now I’m doing good and theyt act like they don’t know me
Why the hell they always act phoney
Yeah, I grew up from the roaches and the rats
They in my bed, I couldn’t stand that
Bread every night did I ever get away from that
And all they worry bout is where my ice at
Damn, dog, where ya life at
Ya heard that I fell and you kind liked that
You thinking that I owe you, but it’s not like that
Damn, you want the World but oyu gotta work for that
Chilling like a Rockstar listening to ether
Bumping through your speakers, know I gotta heat this
Rockin’ don’t stop, you know I’m rocking don’t stop
Travis Barker make this whole place rock

[Hook]

[Rick Ross]
Tupac and Juice riding mers? on the loose
King James round my neck, haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin’ like duke
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I’m a goof
Designer underwear she knows I’m a goose
Got the wide body I’m a fat muthaf-cker
In Swahili I’m screaming “stack muthaf-cker”
Ya homie won’t stop until I decide to
Until then I’m making rollie’s for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
Bitch I’mma boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I’m from, Girls manage from the jump
Don’t trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so…

[Swizz Beatz - x2]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

Travis Barker Feat. RZA, Raekwon & Tom Morello – Carry It Lyrics

[Chorus: RZA]
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
Ton, son, carry it, ton, son, carry it

[RZA:]
Check his vital signs, strike his vital nerve
Threw a viral curve, the rhyme tempest
Like lightning bolts being thrown down from Mt. Olympus
Beat on your head like a Travis Barker cymbal, crash
I splash beyond measurements
I tour you back to a cast, arrest your development
Overthrow your whole settlement, this is beat embellishment
Burn the house, the one Hansel and Gretel went
Unorthodox fly rhyming fox
Wu Killa Bee appear on your body like the pox
Keep rivalries like Yankees and the Red Sox
I’d rather see it in the ballpark, then see it on the block, nigga
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
Chocolate bunny on the run, catching Marriott
Sword in my hand, watch me parry it
The weight of the truth, can any man carry it?

[Chorus]

[Raekwon:]
Feel the wrath of a soldier when his wings is up
We like the air force, generals with guns when rainy up
Take it from leers, the stadium, the fans, the beers
Titty shots from the bitches in the stands, we clear
But we pop guns, live so wild, it’s like banging a guitar
On your face, all jacked in your mouth
See the medals that I wear is honor, from the hood to Bahamas
Back to Ghana, New York and Compton
All my peoples get wilder than a mosh pit
Roll even bigger, this is getting me riled
Tattoos, I’m a destiny child, I’m a floss
I’m a real muthafucka, stop stressing me out
Cause I play hard, go hard, smoke bongs, this is the most strong
Collaboration, me, Trav and Ra
Old engines, we gon’ respect ‘em, drop joints and perfect ‘em
Chef is the Jon Bon and Led Zeppelin

[Chorus]

[RZA:]
This is deadly dark dangerous, Wu-Tang slanderous
Mosh pit bashing, watch ‘em all bang to this
Energy, energy, energy, energy
Buzz Lightyear, boy, from here to infinity
Two guns on my side like Yosemite
You sick of that weak bullshit, here’s the remedy
Jack Daniel Tennessee, mixed with the Hennessy
Turn into a Chuck D, boy, Public Enemy
Or Flavor Flav, Johnny Depp, Wild Tennessee
Poetical Emily Dickerson with the similes
Metaphor whore, I puzzle like the jigsaw
You strip like the weak more, I be the sycamore
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
Chocolate bunny on the run, catching Marriott
Sword in my hand, watch me bust and parry it
The weight of the truth, can any man carry it?

[Chorus x2]

Travis Barker – Lets Go Lyrics

[Intro]

[Busta Rhymes]
Before I
Tell ya that im in it just give everybody a movie
They never seen imma hit ‘em with another elbow
Let me get up everybody, on your mark, so ya ready? Lets go
WOW! Ok, here we go again you see the way I’m blowin and
I’m like a mangala the way I be mangalin the beat
they call me DRACULA then you see the FANGS goin in
WOW! Uh huh, everybody know that imma come and imma go
Then I gotta(??) my show
keys to the ignition and step on the gas
and bust a bottle a pour me shot in my glass
where we at where we at WHERE WE AT?
And we back up in the building and we coming with a scorcher
Yall aready know who it is its Busta Bust and Travis Barker
Back seat of me see we gotta go when we hit the fire trucks everybody better know
That we bout to let it blow and we gotta get it you, everybody if your rollin wit me
(Lets go)

[Hook- Lil Jon]
Hey, lets go, lets go, lets go
Hey, lets go, lets go, lets go
Hey, lets go, lets go, lets go

[Twista]
I already spit it to the rhythm of the piano so now I gotta give the drummer some
Put the T up on the track will be phenomenal cuz when it come to havin a hit imma have another one.
Blink 182 times when you the Twista with Travis, madness
Kind of like a savage, grab it and murder it with the ? blood

Im a canvas and its kinda incredible how I spit it and get up of middle intricate piles of a kick drum.
Diabolical, the lyrical flow that’ll swallow if you theoretical thinkin that you can get some.
Imma hit’em with the Lamborghini flow with the speed of a Bugatti
I’m from another planet when I spit a verse with the weed in my body. And imma…
Hurt ‘em every time I get up in the booth, sippin on the liquor 182 proof
Mad when they that shit they neva let me loose outta the cage and seem what imma do
Its Twista the jace and the rock on the track, and hit cha with the Midwest flow
Even if you aint ready yet, all I gotta say is ready set, (lets go)

[Hook]

[Yelawolf]
Drive by, hit chu with the two piece combo while I’m hangin out the window of your Daddy’s Lambo
Scramble eggs, I got scrambled ammo, leave you on top of the water like a banana boat
Yea I’m an animal, everybody’s edible and Yelawolf is headed fo’ your arm and hand and yo….head, I’m a cannibal.
BUT if it’s a man (?) so I can fuck and antelope
Soooo, send him to me in a minute when your finished and ill put him in a vice grip
ill put an end to the image and send it (?) fuckin with the mic grill
(?) pull the trigger back in a submarine with sub machine loaded, in an ocean, high deep, keep him on the submarine imploded
cry my name mothaf-cker bomb an osis, me and im sick in the prog(a)nosis,
got more bars than 45(?) and I put you behind them and I’m like adios bitch
I can make your mamma really proud to know me, and your buck daddy is kinda lonely.
Give me fifty bucks in penny rolls just to be in one of my videos yea homie lets go.

[Chorus]

Lloyd Banks Feat. Fabolous & Travis Barker – Perfect Match Lyrics

..probably the right size .. sick of it
you make my blood pressure rise with a body like that
you got the love exercise …
you might come surprise but don’t confuse me with guys
.. i got a couple of them .. i tell them a lot of things
but they are usually lies i gotta talk to .. she usually cries
i gotta keep them …open wide.. but i am not obligated ..
i smoke more than average so you might see me high
.. i got the right to be fly

chorus
let’s go ride .. down
ladies feeling special
maybe because i am hot now
..dancing cause everybody loves you
girl you said .. runway
your mama always want it
i run to you one day
i almost forget to mention
you got my attention …

so i can’t trust any interest and anything rest princess
most .. impress .. i saw that when you ..
i got playmates now .. fuck all night
..my girls are disciplined and trained to say thank you
.. cause they are no fun if homey can’t have one
i hardly now girl cause i don’t need to have one
but if you wanna have one it could be your perfect match

Travis Barker Feat. The Clipse & Kobe – City of Dreams Lyrics

the call .. the way to view my life
20 cylinders is more for any .. pipe
fuck every bitch worthy in the east coast twice
call the badders a whore and one to turn …
triple beans in nipple rings
this thins is fantasy when you’re a king
eat life from the palm of my hands
we came out winners from the villagers dance

welcome to the city where anything is possible
american dream overcome many obstacles
rainbow .. just may lead you to a protocol
chain so chilly i believe that i’m gonna caught a cold
but the flow nothing to sneeze at
de colors all up in my ear like is …
know .. through with the ..
never mind the price in the change ..

chorus
welcome to the city of dreams
when you never have to wake up from a nightmare
so you better pack heavy
welcome to the city of dreams
when you never have to wake up from a nightmare
so you better be ready

i am living life at a fast pace
who said both running in a faster race
break a deal… the master …
we order sushi sucked on a …
dance with an girlfriend i am in heaven mammy
she is fairytale i sell fairy dust
let the bitch dream i’ve been fair enough
i am drop dead in a drop head
we can .. in the trunk that’s what i said
gotta .. for my soul that’s what bob said
i think … for somebody .. with every fact noted in the .. city …

chorus

time is running out on you niggers
the clock is ticking
.. the plot thickens
you all heard we fly with the bird
we caught chickens.. the top is missing
.. to the window i throw it out .. like the lakers
haters you all want .. beef i serve the odb
and i can’t be touched by none of you
i got ocd and i am nice with the kids too
see we play the scale get the grips of …
i got the .. something don’t seat well
.. i fuck bad bitches like ..
but i … you niggers best believe …

chorus

Travis Barker Feat. Snoop Dogg, Ludacris, E40 & Dev – Knockin Lyrics

i’m sitting in the .. smoking while i’m driving
you would get … i’m smoking on this ..try to get it
.. don’t get it, repeat, you’ll never gonna get it,
she say she gonna keep on close on
i’m not a drumma but this time is gonna be ..on
i told her, let me .. then i .. then i ..
…

chorus:
tell me that you’re here, you’re knockin, knockin’, knock knockin
i’m .. you feel, you’re droppin’, droppin’, drop droppin’
…
tell me that you’re here, you’re knockin, knockin’, knock knockin

…
i’m swaging like ..i become the rapper you’d better keep the …
‘cause i’m the best so they got me ..so clock..and watch this miracle ..
’cause they got … ..like lindsay lohan, this is a .. in cadillac ..
they try to turn me down and just .. like no man
…black man radio ..especially when busta rhymes scenario ..
..carry on …

chorus:
tell me that you’re here, you’re knockin, knockin’, knock knockin
i’m .. you feel, you’re droppin’, droppin’, drop droppin’
…
tell me that you’re here, you’re knockin, knockin’, knock knockin.

… to the bridge, the light … from the label ..do with it
…gotta keep it real which i can’t fake it
and my style is so unique…gotta one piece to my mouth
.. before i had the chance to speak…

[2 xchorus:]

Travis Barker Feat. Kid Cudi – Cool Head Lyrics

relax and i’m thinking that i forget to mention
i’m sitting out the location, i call it new station
distruct thing my best hope is
mother f*cker ain’t got no life, no vision, no ambition
no .. to do what damn thing, they often speak easy
… tryin’ how is that .. so menstrual psychology
the money stressful overloaded .. niggas
i’m in my own world literally no bullshit baby.

chorus:
i keep a cool head, i keep a cool head.
i keep a cool head, i keep a cool head.

ain’t nobody drip it on, i’m cool, relax
i keep my .. own damn no turning me off
by keep making damn money, damn money, damn money,
yeah, keep my .. own damn no turning me off
ain’t nobody drip it on, i’m cool, relax
i keep my .. own damn no turning me off
i keep making damn money, damn money, damn money, yeah
i keep my .. own damn no turning me off.

2 x chorus:
i keep a cool head, i keep a cool head.
i keep a cool head, i keep a cool head.

they say .. in your own ..in the holes
we …who was ..even though they only know..
they say.. .. in your own ..in the holes
we …who was ..even though they only know..

2 x chorus:
i keep a cool head, i keep a cool head.
i keep a cool head, i keep a cool head.

Travis Barker Ft. Slaughterhouse – Devil’s Got A Hold Of Me Lyrics

[Hook]
I tossed I turn, cant sleep at night
I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
It seems that I can’t win this fight
Hands together if you there tell ‘em leave me alone
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
(Devils got a hold of me)

[Joell Ortiz]
Pen in my right hand, beat on repeat
He hates when I’m writing so the thing on my nightstand starts ringing, lighting up,
vibrating and all that
I don’t wanna see no wall crack
I just wanna perform at the biggest place in the World cause I’m dope like them four packs
Sitting in, writes on my window sill
Making sure everything stays on chill
? wearing all white ? Sayin’ pay yo bills
So that raw metaphor that I thought of before
I don’t remember no more cause I just ran out the door to meet a fiend by the store
And I heard “so you off touring?”
I turn and seen his whore that I used to fiend for that aint never let me score
Looking at me like I’m something she aint never ever saw
So a one hour run somehow turned into 24
Wifey callin’, I hit ignore
My priorities is poor, listen Lord

[Hook]

[Royca Da 5'9']
(Nickel)
My life is like a box of chocolates, I work hard for it
Plus I am awkward, uh
I am an addict’s son, plus I am an addict son!
I am an 8k addict, uh, Travis drums
I am the lead done factor thats why I got an edge on rappers
I am red rum backwards
I see your crew and get deep so you can respect it, jump me
I signed a deal with my maker, Satan’s my record company
I got a k canon, I buy chincillas
My bitches rocking luci-furr after they say Tannon
Now can you say tannon better yet say Dannon
The coupe look just like yoghurt, I fly I aint landing
I am the bank bandit
I got a buying problem
I goes in and walk out with all the money but I aint rob ‘em

[Hook]

[Joe Budden]
I’m talking, I’m talking,
He talks, I listen
GPS on my position
Just living, just hanging out with the opposition
Can’t take the heat, get the f-ck out the kitchen
Stupid, ya’ll, think it was just me
I belong in prison crazy by my own admission
On a mission to grab a podium
Let me tell the public that I’m self-destructive
I aint looking for no help, f-ck it
Look for a way to get high
I’m still alive, 6 million ways to die and still a few more left to try?

We just going back and forth feeling like tenants standing underneath rain
What are we sayin’, friends and family wanted me to change
But its too late cause my feet is getting comfy on the flames, check it
I don’t wanna be another n-gga with no gold
No fame, success, n-gga, no hope
Sleep in the corner in Soho
My uppers down, its no dough
F-ck it they aint put me under yet
Think what you wish I aint got one regret

[Hook]

[Crooked I]
My automobile is not a Bentley
He knows that my pockets empty
The devil, so consequently he gotta tempt me
Standing on the block, you should not offend me
I rock a semi, like Prada Fendi, I don’t think the spirit of God is in me
Just wicked wispers of scriptures, satan is narrating
I heard you got a safe in your crib so I’m there waiting
Nobody safe in your crib, when I’m in that staircase I’m bare-faced
Possessed by what you possess, I’m hell raising
And I just left somebody’s father a quadriplegic
Told em not to move or get shot to Egypt
He did not believe it
He’s losing blood and I’m cold blooded like I’m anemic
I need a doctor I’m psychotic maybe I should watch The Secret
Or see a Priest and I might just chill
Or will I blow ‘em outta the confession booth like on Righteous Kill
Kill, kill, kill, God when I write this will
I hope I seek some forgiveness cause my life was real