Raver (feat. Donae'o) [Breakage Remix] - Shy FX, Breakage & Break

They have many changes in life Changes in every little ting Every little ting It's K-A When me was a yute I used to spend 50 cents up in a rave-ah Yea-iss When I was a yout I used to blow my horn like a raver (Ah me say) When me was a yute me used to blow my horn like a raver (Yay yay, Ah me say) When me was a yute we used to go out loads When me was a yute me never touch microphone When me was a yute me used to blow my horn like a raver (But then we) get bigger, start get sicker Start boss mic like Shabba and Skibba I was too young to go Rumble But me still hit the record shop to buy Jungle (Now I murder the) rave proper like 'Wolf' an' 'Helicopter' C-S Gas flow bro, I'm a show stopper Pen and paper for this but I'm still gutter Deal with the matter Me deal with it proppa When I was a yout I used to blow my horn like a raver (Yay yay, Ah me say) When me was a yute me used to blow my horn like a raver (Yay yay, Ah me say) When me was a yute we used to go out loads When me was a yute me never touch microphone When me was a yute me used to blow my horn like a raver Back in the day when I was young I'm not a kid any- More, so I'm in the club acting like it's telepathy Cos Jungle, mainly Club '94 I was in primary school playing 'doors Orr, I was poor, traffic line my DJ tour Things changed, shit changed Listen I praise the lord I was on the football coach, my Walkman on like Naa-ni-ni-woooi Ziggini-now-na-no-no-no When I was a yout I used to blow my horn like a raver (Yay yay, Ah me say) When me was a yute me used to blow my horn like a raver (Yay yay, Ah me say) When me was a yute we used to go out loads When me was a yute me never touch microphone When me was a yute me used to blow my horn like a raver Out to my ravers, ladies and man dem I wanna see you wile out, straight up skankin (Bop bop bop) DJ merking them bangers (Bop bop bop bop) Plenty reloads, standard I wanna see ya lighters in the air-yah Blow your horns, let me see that you're there-yah (eh yah) Blow em like you don't care-yah In the house We don't stop until the Sun comes out Where my ravers at? Tell me where my ravers at? Where my skankers at? Tell me where my skankers at? (You need to fetch your lighter) Where my lighters at? Tell me where my lighters at? Show me them lighters Show me them lighters at Show me where them lighters at? Zoom-Zoom-Zoom-Zoom Biddy-bye-bye Ol' arn We run vibe from long time yuh nuh (Cha) Zimme Bad man from long time Run di riddim from long time Give dem the vibe from long time Give dem the hype from long time (Soh) Truss me the vibe never done ya nuh 1-2-1-2-3 (run that) When I was a yout I used to blow my horn like a raver When I was a yout I used to blow my horn like a raver C'mon an' give me something Somethin' to rave with I need the movement I need my people I need the vibes an' DJ playing Drinks are juicin' Well I need it Oh-I need it Oh-I need it Super raving Oh-I need it Do somethin' oh Well I want the music It's all I want my music And again-gen-gen...

Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver I've got the flavor Go to the bar get a rum no chaser 'Cause me and my dumt make paper If I see your wifey I might take her If I see your wifey I might date her You're not big rude boy, you're a lamer Middle finger to a hater Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Raver Raver Raver Raver Raver Raver Raver Raver Raver Raver Raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver I've got the flavor Go to the bar get a rum no chaser 'Cause me and my dumt make paper If I see your wifey I might take her If I see your wifey I might date her You're not big rude boy, you're a lamer Middle finger to a hater Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Raver, raver, raver Raver, raver, raver Raver, raver, raver Raver, raver, raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver I've got the flavor Go to the bar get a rum no chaser 'Cause me and my dumt make paper If I see your wifey I might take her If I see your wifey I might date her You're not big rude boy, you're a lamer Middle finger to a hater Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver Gun Fingers if you're a real raver

Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Get it in your head It's never gonna stop We're never gonna stop putting out those hits We're never gonna stop making you dance, dance, dance We're never gonna stop making all that money We're never gonna stop, we're never gonna stop We're never gonna stop Ladies - gentlemen Can I have your-? We're now ready Fa-fa-fasten your seat belts It's not safe It's never gonna stop It's not safe It's never gonna We're never gonna stop making you dance, dance Get it through your head It's never gonna stop It's never gonna stop It's never gonna stop It's never gonna stop