LRC歌词下载
[00:00.00] 作词 : Bean, Grice[00:18.93]Who be first to catch this beat down?[00:21.03]My rappages be the source[00:22.59]Ego trip remain victory, and no loss[00:25.02]Rap sheet show you details of wars in streets[00:27.63]Where the most live, catch vibe and blaze heat[00:30.33]Double xl [xxl] kings who rush through, got right on[00:33.06]Quick to stress ya, sound crew to get a mic on[00:35.67]Math lets the plates spin[00:37.11]Consecutive hits, promoters' face grin[00:39.45]The dawn catch fist, keep the paper direct wire[00:42.18]See them jake be tire[00:43.35]Unlike the story that echoes out with chronic liars[00:46.11]Like those who feast on hogs, eat murder dogs[00:48.72]A village voice kid with his heart and soul calm[00:51.09]Killa bees produce the honey, that fortify the platinum[00:53.97]Plus the dj claws fiend to scratch them[00:56.58]Thus street team takes shots of criticism[00:59.07]Promotional vehicles wiffin wit mad rhythm[01:01.56]With the lockout of one of our source sports[01:03.75]We spice the stand and launch the stage on the ball court[01:06.39]During the first half, number one draft[01:08.64]Rap lords, swing swords, slam microphone, shatter billboards[01:11.94]Forty-eight in sight, after inhalin the herb[01:14.49]Vision impaired, when the silhouette emerged[01:17.16]One nut out the clan[01:18.57]Get your whole click banned from radio[01:20.61]Pd's cut your raps man[01:22.50]Forcin me to move on from one world to another[01:25.41]On the gulf, from the fuel jet to hover[01:27.57]Take cover wit the radical, urban latino[01:30.30]No hip-hop connection wit us and janet reno[01:33.03]I do an interview and they aim to trace my essence[01:35.55]To know more than is necessary blunts your weapon[01:38.10]My group's nova, remain unsober[01:40.38]And serve high times wit king cobras[01:42.45]I shoulder low-post mc's, your whole style ?lafeast?[01:45.90]Second to get your word up, then the troops unleash[01:48.54]Creative ?low fling?, to the grand opening[01:50.94]Wit my ray gun scoping, you're hoping[01:53.58]Uniforms be fridged when they walk the black beat[01:56.37]In the heat, of razors exposin fresh meat[01:58.92]In bedrock and gambling - rolling stone, out of zone[02:02.16]Where they can't monitor my 'xact poem[02:04.20]Collide wit the tiger beat, rappin raga[02:07.20]Ebony eyes, folks see the saga