Nothin' Could Save Ya

Pump up the boomin' systems that'll bust

New York City's about to be bumrushed

Shameek and the boys bringin' back the boomin' bass

All five boroughs are packed in one place

A million partygoers on the set

Imagine the sweat, the bodyguards won't let

Anyone on the dance floor until Twin Hype outta there

And we can go on for about a year

At a jam we hit hard like Bam Bam

So don't stand still god damn, get with the program

Twin Hype records weren't made to please

Wallflowers, Shameek can keep 'em busy after hours

Of going berzerk, backflips and body jerks

Nobody stand still, nobody get hurt

This is a concert, be on your best behavior

'Cause nothin' could save ya

Nothing could save you when Twin

Hype is on the mic

Bringin' it back once more

Throw up the call of the floor until your feet sore

The party's over here, nobody's over there

No drugs shared, just Bacardi and beer

Brothers in Levi's, girls in the Fila's

Girls in bikers, mini-skirts, and knee-highs

Want it when we perform

I get the dough, do the show, pull a hoe and I'm gone

(Back) Back to the crib, yo that's where the party's at

It's with a flock of rump, and where the Bacardi's at

Even though my fans exhausted and rehabilitatin'

Wait for another day and life

To be astound, we get Shameek in the town

'Cause I'm bound to get down with the sounds of Twin Hype

Yo, be on your best behavior

Chill, 'cause nothin' could save ya

Nothing could save you when Twin

Hype is on the mic

Throw on your brand new dancing gear

Nineteen ninety-one's the year

Troopers everywhere, check the crib when the beat drop

Boomin' system pumps on every street block

I see 'em freakin', brothers goin' all out

Girls dancin' till your hairweaves fall out

Double bout, ain't no stoppin us

Hollywood (you can bite the dust)

I'm here to force on stage to hear 'em shout

(Go Twin Hype, go Shameek!) It's about

Fifty, thousand, dancers housin'

The coliseum floor, be strobed on the board

Boys from Brooklyn ain't beatin' nobody up

Tonight they lounge, snatchin' the hotties up

The party's stretched with girls you'd adore too

Wallflowers are home, nobody called ya

Be on your best behavior

Word Bird though, nothin' could save ya

Nothing could save you when Twin

Hype is on the mic