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8 Iz Enuff - Big L/Terra.mp3 - 在线LRC歌词
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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Best, Buddah Bless, Coleman ... [00:00.356]Yo, my crew is in the house [00:02.332]Terra, Herb McGruff, Buddah Bless [00:04.826]Big Twan, Killa Cam, Trooper J [00:07.043]And Mike Boogie, and I'mma set it like this [00:09.449]Aiyo, folks who quote what I wrote get choked [00:11.807]You better surrender before you get smoked [00:13.340]You mother****ers be thinkin' this kid is a joke? [00:14.673]I put ch**ps to rest fast [00:16.096]When my Smith-Wes' blast [00:17.154]So just dash or trespass [00:18.707]And get your chest smashed [00:19.997]Rap New York rules [00:21.253]I sport jewels and extort crews [00:22.969]Don't get me pissed, I got a short fuse [00:24.915]I go bezerk when I put in work [00:26.564]Or do dirt, jerk, so stay alert, no smoke [00:28.773]Cause these knuckles hurt [00:29.899]I'm from the alley, not the valley [00:31.576]I'm hotter than Cali, wicked like Harry [00:33.107]And **** Sally, I rather marry Halle [00:35.066]I revive crowds with live styles [00:36.863]Don't hang with jive pals [00:37.951]Adios, ghost, I'm 5 thous' [00:39.993]Well, I'm flave [00:40.676]And I was down with the crime wave [00:42.236]Now it's time saved, yo [00:43.359]Cause now I'm a rhyme slave [00:44.979]In '87 I sold cracks [00:46.565]Collected some dough stacks, hold gats [00:48.465]A joker got his soul taxed, and low rated [00:51.000]Rappers you know who made it [00:51.950]Tell the Terra to rotate it [00:53.413]His raps are gold-plated [00:55.005]This nigga Terra is past butter [00:56.538]Sharp like a glass cutter, ass brother [00:58.368]I leave your rhyme trash gutter [00:59.934]I'm more rare, the MC in this warfare [01:02.152]Put you in a morgue [01:03.104]Where it's too late for that Lord prayer [01:05.060]Power struck, Terra drops the follow-up [01:07.205]Sour luck, niggas gotten props to swallow n**s [01:09.762]For those that don't know [01:10.778]Yo, I'm Herb McGruff [01:11.874]I'm on some murder stuff [01:13.196]And when I talk every verb is rough [01:15.124]Front on this and get beat bad [01:16.681]With big bats that bruise, break bones [01:18.158]Then wind up bloody in a bodybag [01:20.095]MC's are live, but I'm mad liver [01:21.861]Aiyo, my rhymes are more funky [01:23.244]Than a African cab driver [01:25.076]Step to this and get sliced with ease [01:26.671]Ate up like rice and peas [01:27.905](Herb, can you fight?) Yo, I'm nice with these [01:30.016]Ask the b***h in my last bout [01:31.802]He thought I just was on some gun shit [01:33.388]I had to knock his ass out [01:35.106]Microphones I gotta tear [01:36.632]Peace to Big L, straight from hell [01:38.227]I'm the shit up outta here [01:38.738]Aiyo, it's time to get drastic [01:40.619]But God bless the fantastic, herb passed it [01:43.040]Now I melt the mic like it's plastic [01:44.947]I rag crews 'cause I'm bad news [01:46.841]In a mad mood [01:47.795]I'm serving brothers quicker than fast food [01:50.005]Step to this and get your body blown [01:51.841]'Cause I'm no maricon [01:53.174]For poems I slide the hotties home [01:55.060]Here's some advice, I'm mad nice [01:56.846]Aiyo, I'm quick to lick the mag twice [01:58.328]And cold take a fag's life [01:59.840]My swellin' melon got niggas jealin' [02:01.769]Aiyo, **** bribes [02:02.753]I'm taking niggas lives like a felon [02:04.502]Yo, I bust ch**ps like a Glock 10 [02:06.715]When I drops in [02:07.715]The top ten is rocked when it's locked in [02:09.810]I just abuse the flow [02:11.068]Don't need a fuse to blow [02:12.208]Bruise the groove slow [02:13.259]When I rhyme I just kill the show [02:15.065]I got lines that's deeper than a jail bid [02:17.063]No frail, kids get nailed [02:18.178]And read braille when they fail, dig [02:19.794]Yeah, ain't I nasty, too nasty to trash me [02:22.206]Bash me, aiyo, that's dead, so don't ask me [02:25.051]You'd get bumped off if beef ever jumped off [02:27.205]I never come soft, I gotta pump that sawed-off [02:29.701]But when I let slugs out [02:31.117]You will get rubbed out, for dissin' [02:32.889]You come up missing like a cub scout [02:34.369]Rappers be funny like Fletch [02:35.659]Cause they sections say they slaughter, son [02:37.280]Talk about nines and tecs [02:38.501]And never shot a watergun [02:39.930]But Killa Kam, I get erratic [02:41.271]When it comes to static, there you have it [02:43.071]A trigger fanatic with a automatic [02:44.929]Increase the peace that cease [02:46.197]Cause once I release, my crew from the east [02:48.142]We leavin' at least, 20 police deceased [02:50.527]It's the beast on attack [02:51.553]So make tracks, I break backs [02:52.727]I jack with def gats and black macs [02:54.985]On Lenox Ave. ain't no light looks [02:56.410]You fight crooks, left and right hooks [02:58.191]If you front, get your life took [02:59.391]I'm having nail-sharp pains [03:00.611]In my brain like a Hellraiser [03:02.348]I'm blazin' trails from jail cells [03:03.882]So a trailblazer who find crime [03:05.562]And fill the nine with nothing but lead [03:07.280]Boom-bye-bye, dem find another batty bwoy dead [03:09.964]In backyard alleys [03:11.009]But I call 'em crack-more valleys [03:12.436]And I pack more rallies than riots back in Cali [03:14.927]And people wanna know the reason [03:16.305]Why I blow my fuse [03:17.234]I'm in a daze and I'm so confused [03:20.004]From seein' heads shake [03:20.947]So many times the lead make [03:22.555]And Mike Boogie's next up [03:23.715]And keep my head straight [03:24.479]I should never rhyme [03:25.338]Cause every time I step into a contest [03:27.334]Kids evacuate the premises [03:28.812]Like it's a bomb threat [03:30.269]'Cause they know when I start droppin' poems [03:31.977]That I be knockin' domes, poppin' bones [03:33.538]And sendin' niggas hoppin' home [03:35.047]Word to God, it's kinda hard for a fag to touch this [03:37.621]So if you're coming to see me [03:38.550]B*****s, bring a cast and crutches [03:40.028]And niggas, I don't need a gun for you [03:41.751]None of you, cause I can kill you dead [03:43.305]With the lead from my Number 2 [03:45.149]And it's death in every paragraph [03:47.173]And niggas learn when I burn their [03:48.691]B***h ass to ash [03:50.060]No need to question am I nice [03:51.218]Cause it's a fact, friend [03:52.439]I shoot the gift like Santa Claus with a Mac-10 [03:54.676]And niggas ain't half as nice [03:55.974]So they get sacrificed, and sent to the afterlife [03:58.438]They ain't no match for Mike [04:00.256]Now I'm bout to skate in a rush [04:01.776]Just finished makin' it tough [04:02.844]Peace to Big L, aiyo, 8 is enough [04:05.131]True, true and before I get up outta here [04:07.698]I gotta say peace to D-Whiz and Short Man [04:10.211]Brothers that was there since the beginning [04:12.063]What's up to Rock-N-Will from the Hard Pack Crew [04:14.987]Peace to Mase Murder and the B.B.O. Crew [04:17.448]The Best Out Crew, the M&M Crew [04:20.060]And all the other crews that's representin in Harlem [04:22.280]You know what I'm sayin? [04:23.176]And last but not least [04:24.483]I gotta say peace to the 139th Street NFL Crew [04:27.980]My crew [04:28.964]Word up
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作曲 : Best, Buddah Bless, Coleman ... Yo, my crew is in the house Terra, Herb McGruff, Buddah Bless Big Twan, Killa Cam, Trooper J And Mike Boogie, and I'mma set it like this Aiyo, folks who quote what I wrote get choked You better surrender before you get smoked You mother****ers be thinkin' this kid is a joke? I put ch**ps to rest fast When my Smith-Wes' blast So just dash or trespass And get your chest smashed Rap New York rules I sport jewels and extort crews Don't get me pissed, I got a short fuse I go bezerk when I put in work Or do dirt, jerk, so stay alert, no smoke Cause these knuckles hurt I'm from the alley, not the valley I'm hotter than Cali, wicked like Harry And **** Sally, I rather marry Halle I revive crowds with live styles Don't hang with jive pals Adios, ghost, I'm 5 thous' Well, I'm flave And I was down with the crime wave Now it's time saved, yo Cause now I'm a rhyme slave In '87 I sold cracks Collected some dough stacks, hold gats A joker got his soul taxed, and low rated Rappers you know who made it Tell the Terra to rotate it His raps are gold-plated This nigga Terra is past butter Sharp like a glass cutter, ass brother I leave your rhyme trash gutter I'm more rare, the MC in this warfare Put you in a morgue Where it's too late for that Lord prayer Power struck, Terra drops the follow-up Sour luck, niggas gotten props to swallow n**s For those that don't know Yo, I'm Herb McGruff I'm on some murder stuff And when I talk every verb is rough Front on this and get beat bad With big bats that bruise, break bones Then wind up bloody in a bodybag MC's are live, but I'm mad liver Aiyo, my rhymes are more funky Than a African cab driver Step to this and get sliced with ease Ate up like rice and peas (Herb, can you fight?) Yo, I'm nice with these Ask the b***h in my last bout He thought I just was on some gun shit I had to knock his ass out Microphones I gotta tear Peace to Big L, straight from hell I'm the shit up outta here Aiyo, it's time to get drastic But God bless the fantastic, herb passed it Now I melt the mic like it's plastic I rag crews 'cause I'm bad news In a mad mood I'm serving brothers quicker than fast food Step to this and get your body blown 'Cause I'm no maricon For poems I slide the hotties home Here's some advice, I'm mad nice Aiyo, I'm quick to lick the mag twice And cold take a fag's life My swellin' melon got niggas jealin' Aiyo, **** bribes I'm taking niggas lives like a felon Yo, I bust ch**ps like a Glock 10 When I drops in The top ten is rocked when it's locked in I just abuse the flow Don't need a fuse to blow Bruise the groove slow When I rhyme I just kill the show I got lines that's deeper than a jail bid No frail, kids get nailed And read braille when they fail, dig Yeah, ain't I nasty, too nasty to trash me Bash me, aiyo, that's dead, so don't ask me You'd get bumped off if beef ever jumped off I never come soft, I gotta pump that sawed-off But when I let slugs out You will get rubbed out, for dissin' You come up missing like a cub scout Rappers be funny like Fletch Cause they sections say they slaughter, son Talk about nines and tecs And never shot a watergun But Killa Kam, I get erratic When it comes to static, there you have it A trigger fanatic with a automatic Increase the peace that cease Cause once I release, my crew from the east We leavin' at least, 20 police deceased It's the beast on attack So make tracks, I break backs I jack with def gats and black macs On Lenox Ave. ain't no light looks You fight crooks, left and right hooks If you front, get your life took I'm having nail-sharp pains In my brain like a Hellraiser I'm blazin' trails from jail cells So a trailblazer who find crime And fill the nine with nothing but lead Boom-bye-bye, dem find another batty bwoy dead In backyard alleys But I call 'em crack-more valleys And I pack more rallies than riots back in Cali And people wanna know the reason Why I blow my fuse I'm in a daze and I'm so confused From seein' heads shake So many times the lead make And Mike Boogie's next up And keep my head straight I should never rhyme Cause every time I step into a contest Kids evacuate the premises Like it's a bomb threat 'Cause they know when I start droppin' poems That I be knockin' domes, poppin' bones And sendin' niggas hoppin' home Word to God, it's kinda hard for a fag to touch this So if you're coming to see me B*****s, bring a cast and crutches And niggas, I don't need a gun for you None of you, cause I can kill you dead With the lead from my Number 2 And it's death in every paragraph And niggas learn when I burn their B***h ass to ash No need to question am I nice Cause it's a fact, friend I shoot the gift like Santa Claus with a Mac-10 And niggas ain't half as nice So they get sacrificed, and sent to the afterlife They ain't no match for Mike Now I'm bout to skate in a rush Just finished makin' it tough Peace to Big L, aiyo, 8 is enough True, true and before I get up outta here I gotta say peace to D-Whiz and Short Man Brothers that was there since the beginning What's up to Rock-N-Will from the Hard Pack Crew Peace to Mase Murder and the B.B.O. Crew The Best Out Crew, the M&M Crew And all the other crews that's representin in Harlem You know what I'm sayin? And last but not least I gotta say peace to the 139th Street NFL Crew My crew Word up
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