Y2 - No Reason (The Mosh Pit Song) lyrics

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Y2 - No Reason (The Mosh Pit Song) lyrics

[Intro: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne] We are leaders This Tecca N9na in your arena We saw no reason [Hook: Y2] Yea Start sh** For no reason, mosh pit For no reason, our sh** For no reason, the hardest For no reason, start sh** For no reason, mob sh** For no reason, mosh pit For no reason, mosh pit [Bridge: Y2] I just think you f**ing with the wrong one Times like this I don't know how to have fun I think I'ma f** somebody up (f** 'em up) You gon' need someone to hold you up What the f** [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] My city stand up Stoppin' people that got into my city and what Copyin' me and the property, poppy ya jammed up With akis the cam bust, don't mock me the brand's us Strange music the game shoot this right at the fakers They came stupid with the claim you can took for you change and name usage Steppin' to me Link with the lane and you lose indefinitely Ready for ruckus really we reppin' the B.. Ah Ah This the eviction notice, missingly quick and go get Hit us and consider me and my n***a be sick and roguish Stop you ain't ready to brawl, you can hang Lock you too dead in the jaw, you claim Strange It ain't came The Kan City to jam with me You damn sissy eat up a oxy To stand stiffly in my pants with me Never honor who bringing drama to the Don If you continue now gonna do what I come to do Guess what I'ma do [Hook: Y2 & (Machine Gun Kelly)] Start sh** For no reason, mosh pit For no reason, our sh** For no reason, the hardest For no reason, start sh** For no reason, mob sh** For no reason, mosh pit For no reason, mosh pit (Let's get to it) [Bridge: Y2 & (Machine Gun Kelly)] I just think you f**ing with the wrong one (the wrong one tho!) Times like this I don't know how to have fun (I don't know!) I think I'ma f** somebody up, f** 'em up (gunna) You gon' need someone to hold you up (hold you up, huh) What the f** [Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly] It's only one option You gon' need a doctor I ain't talkin' 'bout the one from Compton Arms, feet, legs all gone like I'm Don Corleone Hiring James Bond that's what I'm on Remain calm but aware that I'm armed and dangerous See Double X is known to gang with us So hang tight I'm trying to get this right You think 'cause I wrote a pop hit that I won't pop sh**? The f**'s wrong with you Pop-Tarts? I pop cherries and popstars, you popsicles is not hard Popped in on the top charts out the cop car To remind y'all you just rap and not God And I don't care who got bars Because they don't acknowledge mine So show me who got scars Show me the greatest on the stage and the arena Bet they point they finger up at the Gunner and Tecca N9na [Bridge: Y2] I just think you f**ing with the wrong one Times like this I don't know how to have fun I think I'ma f** somebody up You gon' need someone to hold you up What the f** [Verse 3: Y2] She will not leave a bunch of pa**es I just wanna see that a** Caribou Lou in my gla** yeah I start a riot by accident Somebody been showing a** again I just started throwing some cash again Pushing the crowd we hara**ing them If you start making me mad [Hook: Y2] Start sh** For no reason, mosh pit For no reason, our sh** For no reason, the hardest For no reason, start sh** For no reason, mob sh** For no reason, mosh pit For no reason, mosh pit [Outro: Krizz Kaliko] We are leaders We saw a reason