No Reason (The Mosh Pit Song) (feat. Machine Gun Kelly & Y2)

[Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne]

We are legion

This Tecca N9na in your arena

We saw no reason

[Y2]

Yeah, start shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, our shit

For no reason, the hardest

For no reason, start shit

For no reason, mob shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, mosh pit

I just think you fuckin' with the wrong one

Times like this I don't know how to have fun

I think I'ma fuck somebody up (fuck 'em up)

You gon' need someone to hold you up

What the fuck

[Tech N9ne]

My city stand up

Stoppin' people that got animosity and what

Copyin' me, and the property poppy, ya jammed up

With akis the cam bust, don't mock me, the brand's us

Strange Music, the game shoot at right at the fakers

They came stupid with the claim you get took for you change and name usage

Steppin' to me, link with the lane and you losin' definitely

Ready for ruckus, really we reppin' the B (ah, ah)

This the eviction notice, missingly quick and go get

Hitters consider me and my niggas be sick and roguish

Stop you ain't ready to brawl, you can't hang

Lock hit you dead in the jaw, you claim Strange

It ain't K, to Kan City to jam with me

You damn sissy eat up a object to stands stiffly in my pants with me

Never honor who bringing drama to the Don if you continue

Now gonna do what I come to do, guess what I'ma do

[Y2 & Machine Gun Kelly]

Start shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, our shit

For no reason, the hardest

For no reason, start shit

For no reason, mob shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, mosh pit

(Let's get to it)

[Y2 & Machine Gun Kelly]

I just think you fuckin' with the wrong one (the wrong one tho!)

Times like this I don't know how to have fun (I don't know!)

I think I'ma fuck somebody up, fuck 'em up (Gunna)

You gon' need someone to hold you up (hold you up, huh)

What the fuck

[Machine Gun Kelly]

It's only one option, you gon' need a doctor

I ain't talkin' 'bout the one from Compton

Arms, feet, legs all gone like I'm Don Corleone

Hiring James Bond, that's what I'm on

Remain calm but aware that I'm armed and dangerous

See Double X is known to gang with us

So hang tight, I'm trying to get this right

You think 'cause I wrote a pop hit that I won't pop shit?

The fuck's wrong with you Pop-Tarts?

I pop cherries and popstars, you popsicles is not hard

Popped in on the top charts out the cop car

To remind y'all you just rap and not God and I don't care who got bars

Because they don't acknowledge mine, show me who got scars

Show me the greatest on the stage and the arena

Bet they point they finger up at the Gunner and Tecca N9na

[Y2]

I just think you fuckin' with the wrong one

Times like this I don't know how to have fun

I think I'ma fuck somebody up

You gon' need someone to hold you up

What the fuck

She will not leave a bunch of passes

I just wanna see that ass yeah

Caribou Lou in my glass yeah

I start a riot by accident

Somebody's bitch showin' ass again

I should start throwin' some cash again

Pushing the crowd, we harassin' them

If you start makin' me mad, I

Start shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, our shit

For no reason, the hardest

For no reason, start shit

For no reason, mob shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, mosh pit

[Krizz Kaliko]

We are leaders

We saw a reason