Make Room Songtext
von Tim Dog

Hello?
Wake up! Hahahahaha
Wake the fuck up, baby!
Yeah, this is W-F-U-K
We don′t give a fuck what we play
Caller, you're live on the air

Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, yeah


Make room for the motherfucking psychopath
Breaking rappers in half that don′t know the math
Step to me if you're ready
You get chopped with a motherfucking machete
'Cause I don′t give a fuck about you
Your record company and your goddamn crew
All you pussies keep faking the funk
Talking much shit when you′re nothing but a punk
But the dog is back
To rip a fat track, 'cause I′m a black mack
I'm your fucking nightmare
You better beware ′cause the dog is here
I'll wax anybody
Bring it on, bring it on, I′m ready to party
Whatever you wanna do
You wanna roll with the guns, I got shit too
But you better wear a bulletproof vest
'Cause when I shoot to kill, ain't nobody left
"Shoot to kill" is my motto
Fucking with Def, you should′ve gone and played lotto
Everybody thought you was crazy
Look at you now, you′re fucking pushing up daisies
So everybody know the name
Of the motherfucking man that's insane

Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, make room
Make room, motherfucker, yeah