Released on June 24, 2011

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[Intro: SwizZz]

Now scream, scream, scream, scream

Scream, scream, scream, scream


[Verse 1: SwizZz]

Gyeah, I'm in the cut, SwizZzle, for sure

Now open the door, it's time to get low

To the motherfucking blow, but this nigga don't dance

Bullshit, I be ripping it up with both hands

Like gee, let a nigga just get in his zone

Shot of patron, and big blunt to carry on

I'm ill in Wayne's World, and strange in mine

You feel like I feel, it's about that time, (for what?)

Clock him, we about to go to work

If you scared, go to church

No shirts and no skirts is needed

Better believe it

What you know about the dress code

Bare backs and tattoos, baby let's go

Turn the lights off, it's going down here

You ain't a freak, why the fuck you come around here?

Put a smile on your face, be happy, (C'mon)

Do me a favor, (what?) scream at me


[Chorus: SwizZz]

Now scream, scream, scream, scream

Scream, scream, scream, scream

Now scream, scream, scream, scream

Scream, scream, scream, scream


[Verse 2: SwizZz]

Gyeah, still balling

Nutty like an almond

Fuck walking in, I'm coming through crawling

Is that your chick on the dance floor, wyling?

Hmm, yes that's about a fifth long island

No homie, you should do the right thing

Take her home and go to sleep, you are in the wrong scene

If not, it's a rap, I'm a get it cause she needs it

And throw her on the trap, like a mother fucking rednicks

There's no rules, no regulations

We got jack for a tonic, and chronic for medication, okay

You like fun, then good, take a vacation

Come to the west side and fully participate in

(What?) A romp sesh, bong no, a beer fest

No drama, no stress, I could care less

But if there really is a problem then swing on em

Matter fact, fuck that, just scream on em!

[Chorus: SwizZz & (Hopsin)]

Now scream, scream, scream, scream

Scream, scream, scream, scream

Now scream, scream, scream, scream

Scream, scream, scream, scream

(I've lost my fucking mind, I think that it's time that you do the same)


[Verse 3: SwizZz]

Gyeah, now who said that they ain't gone ride

With the boss like SwizZz, throw your doves in the sky

I ain't gotta live life like a bitch, I'm a get it

Funk Volume, turn it up, get with it

I'm with it for sure than, you can bring both friends

Pass till you pass out, we leaving in the morning

Shit's real, baby girl I'm zoning

You can take a shot, or a cock, pick a poison

Now baby girl do you really think I mean that?

You're wrong, so what's it gonna be then?

I'm just playing, you know I really am that guy, girl

I just want to get you loose, welcome to my world

It's like that, oh, it's really like this now

I got a weird seize, I can make a flat ball bounce

No doubt, motherfuckers, I mean this

Get the fuck up, let go, start screaming!


[Chorus: SwizZz]

Now scream, scream, scream, scream

Scream, scream, scream, scream

Now scream, scream, scream, scream

Scream, scream, scream, scream