And when you feel the bass pressing in your stomach
And the whole crowd goes wild with you, you know it is
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM

And now the last head is nodding too
And it's raining props for the sounds, it is
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM

It's DFA
Hands go up in the air
For years everything sounded the same, but
Finally, it's over
Fuck your rap analyses
Turn that shit up loud
And if you don't celebrate the sound
Unfortunately, you're deaf

For sick beats and dope flows
Even before the EP, pockets full of dough
Fuck the haters who think that getting this record
Really isn't worth it
Because this is future shit
Muskelmarley produces the hits
People want to be like the clique, because
Everything-everything we do is sick

Yeah, maybe not as hard as the rest
But twice as tight
Everything I wear is fresh
Bitch, we are swagged out and your hoe finds it nice
Covered in black, we stand out from the rap crowd
People want lyrics with content
But I think fuck it, as long as the shit sounds fat

Yeah, look we set today's trends
While you're still hanging somewhere in the nineties
Yeah, yeah, yeah! And from today you're a fan
Because you can't handle how much the new shit bangs

And when you feel the bass pressing in your stomach
And the whole crowd goes wild with you, you know it is
Dat FUCKIN' ADAM, DAT-DAT FUCKIN' ADAM
Dat FUCKIN' ADAM, DAT-DAT FUCKIN' ADAM

And now the last head is nodding too
And it's raining props for the sounds, it is
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM

DFA, come and bounce with the gang
That kicks the dopest flows and misses the soundcheck
Get away with back to the roots, man
Marty McFly-style it's back to the future

Start every day with the better foot
The present is not enough for me
No one as fly as the members of the crew
So fly, they call me Captain Baloo
What do you want with a faster train
If you only stay on the tracks?
They say, we don't fit into the game
But none of us want to get in

I only see a bunch of misfits
Please-please-a-Splash-performance-misfits
They rapped early on
And tagged trains, in the end, they're dusty misfits
Hip-hop-in-the-blood-misfits
Let-me-please-please-get-into-the-Juice-misfits
A Tupac poster hangs over the bed and one hangs in the booth misfits

All the same, they could be Stormtroopers
I step on the stage, jump forward and I scream
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM

And when you feel the bass pressing in your stomach
And the whole crowd goes wild with you, you know it is
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM

And now the last head is nodding too
And it's raining props for the sounds, it is
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM
Dat fuckin' ADAM, DAT-DAT fuckin' ADAM

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