Gassed Up - Gümanji (Official Music Video)

Official Music Video for “Gümanji“ by Gassed Up Stay connected: Website: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: TikTok: @gassedupuk Management: jonathan@ Bookings: shaun@ Affiliations: Elicit Music Los Cabos Drumsticks Dream Cymbals Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Robin Adams of Paragon Audio Video by Joe Guppy Lyrics: Stand up tall Man won’t fall Stand up tall Man won’t fall They used to call me Dappa don, a lyrical automaton Spittin’ over breaks n’ bass with more fans than Comic Con I got it on, even though I did it fast like Ramadan Never clap gats or side with snakes like Otacon What you on? Where you from? I never let my knees quake I’m static on a GU ting like cheesecake For Pete’s sake, do you think I’m stopping can you see straight? Please wait, I’ll bring the fucking beef just like a meat steak Stand up, rise up, best get out your seat now Fists in the air and stand up tall Left hook, right hook, give it to ‘em hard Bring the fire, gotta let them know a man won’t fall Don’t stop, let the fire in your heart set ‘em ablaze and you’ll never let your guard down, stand up tall Left foot, right foot, really get your backs up Stomp down hard you know a man won’t fall 27 tonnes dropping bombs like a Decepticon but if I was a transformer then I’d be fucking Megatron With megatonnes, fallout, hold on while I crawl out my hole out to wipe ‘em all out I’m going deep, balls out Sharp like a shank, like the blade of a scimitar Big dank, bad boy, lyrical distributor Hit harder than a collision, the type that is vehicular The seminar I’m giving shows you’ll never beat my repertoire Blessed or cursed, I’m gonna see you as the worst, not best When pressed I’ll come and fucking murk you in my first breath Flames burn and then there’s no soul, just dirt left Step inside my circle and you will get bench pressed Like the finest zoot I flip ‘em up and then I twist them It’s a fallacy to try and infiltrate my complex system Stop bitching, you victim, I show them all who’s sick then Spitting lyrics since a man was spitting paper through a Bic pen Stand up, rise up, best get out your seat now Fists in the air and stand up tall Left hook, right hook, give it to ‘em hard Bring the fire, gotta let them know a man won’t fall Don’t stop, let the fire in your heart set ‘em ablaze and you’ll never let your guard down, stand up tall Left foot, right foot, really get your backs up Stomp down hard you know a man won’t fall Don’t try underhand me These fuckboys don’t understand me Step on the scene, it’s bound to get nasty Cut off of your family tree like Bambi I’m fat like Randy I ain’t no TPB but I’m handy If I hit a show with the Gassed Up man Yeah we lock it all of stampede like Jumanji