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Travis Barker
Travis Barker


Background information
Birth name Travis Landon Barker
Born November 14, 1975
Origin Fontana, California, United States
Genre(s) Punk Rock
Pop punk
Hip-hop
Rap Metal
Alternative Rock
Rap Rock
Post-Hardcore
Electronic Rock
Drum and Bass
Ska
Years active 1993—present
Label(s) Atlantic Records
Geffen Records
Interscope Records
Hellcat Records
MCA Records
Associated acts +44
Blink-182
Box Car Racer
The Aquabats
Expensive Taste
Eminem
Lil Wayne
Asher Roth
The Game
The Transplants
TRV$DJAM
Website Website



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Travis Barker Lyrics

"Jump Down" lyrics


[Mikey Rocks]
its the humpdy dump truck big wheel wall crumbler,
if money did talk yours probably be a mumbler,
the bumble bee color kush burning in the bubbler, puff,
brother rocks dougie but its uglier on that other stuff, im saying no, weighing only about 175,
i sound like a heavier guy, but we high, so high-five,
behinds and nice thighs, and the sun beamin', flicking on the old blue beamers hoodie,
and woody allen couldn't see it with his glasses on,
at homecoming getting drunker then the chaparron,
and dont you hate when you go into a place and somebody need a I.D.
cause they left it at home, you feel bad if you go ahead and leave'em, so you
try to swap it out and hope the door man believe'em,
yo he payed cash, send a check to him directly or money orders, every dollar
four quarters

[chorus]
while i drive, break, shift.
??????
and they all jump down

[Chuck Inglish]
and i just touched down, with [?] sized clouds, louder than that pound,
like your neighbors at your door (growl), dog take yo job off the floor,
meet your neighbor chuck daly, hes the liveliest coach, bless his soul, its amazing though to save his [?] but
to see he saved that color, mike rock got the range, had it flickin last summer,
size 900, with the turbo runnin on it, gold bbs's in the zone as a nexus supposed to be flexed on your niggas last summer, chill, we ain't have to move a muscle, had a court case
pending and we hit the ground runnin', get'cha rap together you ain't talkin bout nothing,
[juice lips?] sink ships, and you aint
talkin bout none of us, and its 45 back on my number 9, '94 cant touch these like its hammer time

[chorus]

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