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Berzerk

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Berzerk was released on October 31, 2013 by Trc Music as a part of the album Fresh Hits - 2013 - Vol. 24

Song Details

AlbumFresh Hits - 2013 - Vol. 24

Release DateOctober 31, 2013

LabelPyramid Music - Fresh

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM95

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

MC Cologne

Performer

Mix Factor

Performer

The Hit Factory

The Hit Factory

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Rick Rubin

Songwriter

Marshall Mathers

Marshall Mathers

Songwriter

William Squier

Songwriter

Adam Horowitz

Songwriter

Arthur Neville

Songwriter

Anthony Shawn Criss

Anthony Shawn Criss

Songwriter

Keir Lamont Gist

Keir Lamont Gist

Songwriter

Adam Yauch

Songwriter

Cyril Neville

Songwriter

George Porter, Jr.

George Porter, Jr.

Songwriter

Leo Nocentelli

Songwriter

Vincent E. Brown

Vincent E. Brown

Songwriter

Zigaboo Modeliste

Zigaboo Modeliste

Songwriter

Lyrics

Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack

Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch

I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back

That's why my pen needs a pad, 'cause my rhymes on the rag

Just like I did with addiction, I'm 'bout to kick it

Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets

Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket

But quick to get it impaled when I tell 'em, "Stick it!"

So sick, I'm looking pale—wait, that's my pigment

'Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick

Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch!

The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren

And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch

Been Public Enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down

Go berserk All night long

Grow your beard out, just weird out

Go berserk All night long

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

So turn the volume loud

'Cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M

So, baby, make just like K-Fed

And let yourself go, let yourself go

Say, "Fuck it!" before we kick the bucket

Life's too short to not go for gold

So everybody, everybody (Go berserk)

Grab your vial, yeah

Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it?

Khakis pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced

So I guess it ain't that aftershave

Or cologne that made 'em just faint

Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint

So if love is a chess game, check mate

But girl, your body's bangin', jump me in, dang, bang-bang

Yes siree 'Bob', I was thinking the same thang

So come get on this Kid's rock, baw with da baw, dang-dang

Pow-p-p-p-pow, chica, pow, chica, wow-wow

Got your gal blowin' up a valve, v-v-valve-valve

Ain't slowin' it down, throw in the towel, t-t-towel-towel

Dumb it down, I don't know how, huh-huh, how-how

At least I know that I don't know

Question is, are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid?

Hope so, now

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down

And go berserk All night long

Grow your beard out, just weird out

And go berserk All night long

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

So turn the volume loud

'Cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M

So, baby, make just like K-Fed

And let yourself go, let yourself go

Say, "Fuck it!" before we kick the bucket

Life's too short to not go for gold

So everybody, everybody (Go berzerk)

Get your vinyls

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo

With the ugly Kardashian, Lamar, oh

Sorry, yo—we done both set the bar low

Far as hard drugs are though, that's the past

But I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow

And girl, I ain't got no money to borrow

But I am tryin' to find a way to get you alone: car note

Oh, Marshall Mathers

Shithead with a potty mouth, get the bar of soap lathered

Kangol's and Car heartless Cargos

Girl, you're fixin' to get your heart broke

Don't be absurd, ma'am, you birdbrain, baby

I ain't called anybody baby since Birdman, unless you're a swallow (Ha-ha!)

Word, Rick? (Word, man, you heard)

But don't get discouraged, girl

This is your jam, unless you got toe jam

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down

And go berserk All night long

Grow your beard out, just weird out

And go berserk All night long

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

So turn the volume loud

'Cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M

So, baby, make just like K-Fed

And let yourself go, let yourself go

Say, "Fuck it!" before we kick the bucket

Life's too short to not go for gold

So everybody, everybody (Go berserk)

Grab your vial, yeah

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

So turn the volume loud

'Cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M

So crank the bass up like crazy

And let yourself go, let yourself go

Say, "Fuck it!" before we kick the bucket

Life's too short to not go for gold

So everybody, everybody (Go berzerk)

Get your vial yeah

Written by: A. Criss, Ad-Rock, Adam Horowitz, Adam Yauch, Art Neville, Billy Squier, Cyril Neville, Eminem, Gee Kay, Joseph Modeliste, Mike D, Rick Rubin, Treach, V. Brown, Vin Rock, William Squier

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