Murs - Protagonists lyrics

"I want you to work your way out upon that limb as far as you can If you see anything strange, let me know" [Slug] Back without the post move, it goes one two What you gon' do when we come through? Hit undo, whatever you must do Stay fly, get high and f** you [MURS] Them Felt boys are back, them boys of summer And this time your boy Ace Rock is the drummer So tell the newcomers to run and get the other two I heard we sold out, that must've been the other two [Slug] Nobody move, nobody loses blood Whoever suit thee up should take you back to booster club Go head, loosen up, a couple brews Must've grew a sense of humor cause you used to be a super thug [MURS] We still spitting on that indie bullsh** Legends, Rhymesayers, Def Jux, the full clip Don't miss, we aiming for the heart Your favorite group that wasn't even a group to start [Hook: Slug] I tried to tell 'em but they wasn't tryna listen to me LISTEN TO ME!! There was no other choice, I had to tell 'em "give it to me" GIVE IT TO ME!! I tried to tell 'em but they wasn't tryna listen to me LISTEN TO ME!! I keep it civil, but right now I wanna kick in your teeth ... [MURS] Everything you love about rap in one disc These Internet rappers just beef over dumb sh** We all about the cash, we all about the women What up though? You know we can't forget 'em But don't you think we soft for one minute We can still break your whole crew off with one sentence Who made you wanna rap and be independent? It's Felt motherf**ers! If you want it, come and get it [Slug] Who's this? If the new shoe fits, I take two kicks Truth is without new hits we all useless Get used to it, my crew swoop through it Like a sewer sewage unit just to produce music You must be lunatic fringe to think you and your friends Could ever screw with the wrench Got you climbing that aluminum fence We bout to ruin your plans and put these two in your sense [Hook] [Slug] We conquered this monster just to fondle it I put that on my honor and my politics Honest, it makes me wanna dip to where my mama lives Ponder my accomplishments in between the ganja hits [MURS] We're way bizarre, we shred the norm We're above average, irregular We're one in a million, so run tell the children It's MURS and Slug and we back in the building [Slug] Illustrated in war for those that came up before For those that tangle with law, for those that gave it to war For the ones that might've fell off or got lost And for the ones that never made it across [MURS] Felt 3, the final frontier Forget Christina, should've chose Pam Grier We're here and we ain't going nowhere Take your hands off the steering wheel and throw 'em in the air [Hook]