[Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Intro] Turn the fuckin’ lights down! Crank the bass till it hurts! If you can’t handle this shit, get the fuck out now! This is B-Boys only. [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Verse 1] Room packed tight, air thick as piss Sweat drip down every ugly bitch B1, B2 push through the crowd Big steps land, system too loud No grace, no pretty-ass moves Just weight and rage and somethin’ to prove Every stomp got the floor feelin’ sick B-Boys don’t dance — they fuckin’ hit [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Pre-Chorus] Old sound growlin’ out the stack DJ Sandman never plays it back Clip the red, let the speaker cry If it breaks, good — turn it higher [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Chorus] B-Boys tear the place right down Bass in the chest, lights shut out B-Boys don’t wait, don’t slow it up Whole damn room better keep the fuck up [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [The Grind] Wall to wall, skin on skin Feel the heat where the sin begins Hips locked tight to the 808 Body movin’ like a freight train weight Slide low, let the rhythm take root Dirty floor, scuffed up boot Grind it down till the gears all lock Don't stop, don't stop, DON'T STOP. [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Verse 2] Shots on the bar, coke on keys Smoke so thick you can’t fuckin’ breathe Night Bitches grind near the stage But eyes stay locked on the circle of rage When the kick hit hard and the snare go sharp B1, B2 tear shit apart No crown, no fame, just raw respect You feel them move? That’s the fuckin’ effect [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Break] DJ say "WHO RUN IT" [Crowd] "B-BOYS" DJ say "WHO BREAK SHIT" [Crowd] "B-BOYS" DJ say "B-ONE!!!" [Crowd] "STOMP!!!" DJ say "B-TWO!!!" [Crowd] "SMASH!!!" [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Sub-Bass Interlude] Lower. Harder. Let the sweat hit the circuit board. The room is breathin'. Can you feel it breathin'? [Huge snare roll build-up] [Chant] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Build-Up] I don’t give a fuck! You don’t give a fuck! NOBODY GIVES A FUCK! NOW— [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [DROP] [Chorus – Harder] B-Boys hit hard, no cooldown Every step make the sound system bow B-Boys live loud, no way out If you ain’t movin’, get the fuck down [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Bridge – Half-Time, Mean] No rules, no peace, no polite shit here Just bass, sweat, violence in the ear This ain’t a trend, ain’t a cute lil’ phase B-Boys been here, still enraged [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Final Chorus] B-Boys move like the night owe them B-Boys still stand when it all goes red B-Boys carve names in sound and sweat B1 & B2 — you don’t forget [Chant – Crowd] B-BOYS! B-BOYS! B-ONE! B-TWO! [Outro] That’s it. That’s the fuckin’ sound. Run it again. Or get out.
