Faderhead - Houston lyrics

You bow, back rounds Drop down, like a forty hertz sound It ain't pretty and your ditty sounds odd When this motherf**er drops you Like an act of god Sustain's the game Establish one more brand name I'll be crushing all the rushing mules When this motherf**er shreds you With a touch of the oldschool Houston We're landing on your f**in' face Serene, obscene Can't get my a** to intervene It ain't working when the company's broke 'Cause this motherf**er grabbed you Just to make you choke Inside your eyes I see right through your mind Fearful stopping of the robot thoughts When this motherf**er drops you Like an act of god