Fatboy Slim - It Will Knock You Out lyrics

INTRO: Ba** The kick The draw The kick The ba** The sound of the big beat (hate away) ( x 2 ) VERSE ONE: The club is closed? Don't bother us Gon' make a toast, now bottoms up (What!) Have another, pa** the reefer Try'na get money like Bradgelina Will and Jada, Tom and Katie Hip hop here where my momma made me Creatin' tunes Ba** line an' drums They feel my vibe Er'ry time I come CHORUS: My hit My soul My feet It's music that I love The sound of the beat Hate away (it-will-knock-you-out!) Ba** My soul My feet It's music that I love (what!) The sound of the beat Hate away (it-will-knock-you-out!) Ba**… (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) The sound of the beat… (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) Hate away (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) Ba**… (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) The sound of the beat… (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) Hate away (LIKE INTRO) Ba** The kick The draw The kick The ba** The sound of the beat Hate away VERSE TWO: Er'ry time I rap I spit the real Like 50 Cent Got 50 Mill I get the deal Just split a Mill With the kid ride slow once I grip the wheel I grip the grain Still switchin' lanes Got worldwide songs I flip The Game The Game is flipped Like acrobats An' all my dice, they action-packed! CHORUS: My hit My soul My feet It's music that I love The sound of the beat Hate away (it-will-knock-you-out!) Ba** My soul My feet It's music that I love (what!) The sound of the beat Hate away (it-will-knock-you-out!) Ba**… (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) The sound of the beat… (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) Hate away (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) Ba**… (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) The sound of the beat… (what!) (it-will-knock-you-out!) Hate away (LIKE INTRO) Ba** The kick The draw… ( x 2 ) Ba** The kick The draw The kick The ba** The sound of the big beat Hate away ( x 2 ) VERSE THREE: Is that a fact Oh yes I did No “but”s or “what”s, can't step to this I reppin' this To the d**h of this You're still Number 2 like Exodus I'm still Number 1, come good in here It's like bling-bling That's in ya grill Show is over Drop the curtain Backstage, love's what the ladies learnin' My hit.. (repeats to end)