Prowl Lyrics
| Song | Prowl |
| Artist | Heltah Skeltah |
| Album | Nocturnal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bush, Dewgarde, Powell, Price | |
| Who we be? | |
| We be the b double o - t - c - a -m - p ( x3 ) | |
| I'm caught up in a zone of my own, i rome | |
| Run my fingers through my hair and give air to my stoned dome | |
| And analyse, who to tear through, i dare you | |
| Devils that try to ban me that dare would be bare proof | |
| Who's he? stalking the streets when there's no life | |
| Eyes glow like tiko night glows, we's in flight | |
| But it don't glow like, wack, the glow's phat | |
| And it be the only glow that lemme know where a true warrior be at | |
| Ogc, gunn clappa, number 2 | |
| Louieville, do he ill, snap in half your crew | |
| Back, smack, a few of you till your ears ring | |
| Duke i smack 'em with the bat. why? | |
| So my hands don't sting | |
| I bring rec in this game, and don't shit change | |
| I inflicts pain like a stressed brain having a migraine | |
| Heads talk trash, walk in paths like anorexic | |
| Patients, laced up, overdosed in the exits | |
| And see, hears, these dumb, blind rappers | |
| Who don't know the meaning of the originoo gunn clappaz | |
| Many phrases, many ways you can explain this | |
| Put on some rough, tough shit, huh, i'll make you famous | |
| So, step don't stare, dare cross this path beware | |
| Representativz and foul play out the rear (out the rear) | |
| Chorus: | |
| We see in the dark like an owl | |
| Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Out to eliminate those who live foul | |
| Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Creep stalking, we, coughing, | |
| Burgling, make me wonder why i'm not sleep walking | |
| Peeps talking, i hear 'em as i walk by, but they all die | |
| I'm fortified with the 45 | |
| Fuck it! let me proceed with the mission | |
| No need for intermission, i need trees in my system | |
| Cut down through mart, then i head for brisk in park | |
| With my p 'n' c, for some yard to spark | |
| No need to get hyper, i see, c, cypher | |
| Power on the corner fucking with my niggers, every hour | |
| I devour, niggers who wanna test me and defy me | |
| It might be giuliani or the illuminati | |
| But i be, writing plans of attack in my journal | |
| So, ruck, rock, ville sluggah remains nocturnal | |
| Seeing through sheisty shit, shining like i'm solar | |
| Penetrate through darkness bounce like i'm sonar | |
| Chorus: | |
| We been found less an organised ways to buckwild | |
| Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Spread the word, 29 million square miles | |
| Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| One clik, stomping on the path, that's so hard | |
| Ain't no smiling, we up against the odds like phil collins | |
| Meanwhile, i still be wilding, but only smarter (what?) | |
| Peep me the irrational and the quiet riot starter | |
| Pardon this, i see you're not the sharpest pencil in the box | |
| No where near a match, you get smashed by a rock | |
| I done seen 3 dollar bills and you faker | |
| And you wonder why i hate ya | |
| A snake'll get snatched by his tail, slammed on his head | |
| Give me some panda thread (??) the cobra command the dead | |
| Ban the red | |
| W - hypen b - u recognise! heltah skeltah digs them and not you | |
| Outro: | |
| Damn, ?? trials | |
| Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| We live nocturnal in the ninety-now | |
| Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| In the concretes streets of bucktown | |
| Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Don't let your name show up next on my foul (file) | |
| Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl |
| zuo qu : Bush, Dewgarde, Powell, Price | |
| Who we be? | |
| We be the b double o t c a m p x3 | |
| I' m caught up in a zone of my own, i rome | |
| Run my fingers through my hair and give air to my stoned dome | |
| And analyse, who to tear through, i dare you | |
| Devils that try to ban me that dare would be bare proof | |
| Who' s he? stalking the streets when there' s no life | |
| Eyes glow like tiko night glows, we' s in flight | |
| But it don' t glow like, wack, the glow' s phat | |
| And it be the only glow that lemme know where a true warrior be at | |
| Ogc, gunn clappa, number 2 | |
| Louieville, do he ill, snap in half your crew | |
| Back, smack, a few of you till your ears ring | |
| Duke i smack ' em with the bat. why? | |
| So my hands don' t sting | |
| I bring rec in this game, and don' t shit change | |
| I inflicts pain like a stressed brain having a migraine | |
| Heads talk trash, walk in paths like anorexic | |
| Patients, laced up, overdosed in the exits | |
| And see, hears, these dumb, blind rappers | |
| Who don' t know the meaning of the originoo gunn clappaz | |
| Many phrases, many ways you can explain this | |
| Put on some rough, tough shit, huh, i' ll make you famous | |
| So, step don' t stare, dare cross this path beware | |
| Representativz and foul play out the rear out the rear | |
| Chorus: | |
| We see in the dark like an owl | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Out to eliminate those who live foul | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Creep stalking, we, coughing, | |
| Burgling, make me wonder why i' m not sleep walking | |
| Peeps talking, i hear ' em as i walk by, but they all die | |
| I' m fortified with the 45 | |
| Fuck it! let me proceed with the mission | |
| No need for intermission, i need trees in my system | |
| Cut down through mart, then i head for brisk in park | |
| With my p ' n' c, for some yard to spark | |
| No need to get hyper, i see, c, cypher | |
| Power on the corner fucking with my niggers, every hour | |
| I devour, niggers who wanna test me and defy me | |
| It might be giuliani or the illuminati | |
| But i be, writing plans of attack in my journal | |
| So, ruck, rock, ville sluggah remains nocturnal | |
| Seeing through sheisty shit, shining like i' m solar | |
| Penetrate through darkness bounce like i' m sonar | |
| Chorus: | |
| We been found less an organised ways to buckwild | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Spread the word, 29 million square miles | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| One clik, stomping on the path, that' s so hard | |
| Ain' t no smiling, we up against the odds like phil collins | |
| Meanwhile, i still be wilding, but only smarter what? | |
| Peep me the irrational and the quiet riot starter | |
| Pardon this, i see you' re not the sharpest pencil in the box | |
| No where near a match, you get smashed by a rock | |
| I done seen 3 dollar bills and you faker | |
| And you wonder why i hate ya | |
| A snake' ll get snatched by his tail, slammed on his head | |
| Give me some panda thread ?? the cobra command the dead | |
| Ban the red | |
| W hypen b u recognise! heltah skeltah digs them and not you | |
| Outro: | |
| Damn, ?? trials | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| We live nocturnal in the ninetynow | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| In the concretes streets of bucktown | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Don' t let your name show up next on my foul file | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl |
| zuò qǔ : Bush, Dewgarde, Powell, Price | |
| Who we be? | |
| We be the b double o t c a m p x3 | |
| I' m caught up in a zone of my own, i rome | |
| Run my fingers through my hair and give air to my stoned dome | |
| And analyse, who to tear through, i dare you | |
| Devils that try to ban me that dare would be bare proof | |
| Who' s he? stalking the streets when there' s no life | |
| Eyes glow like tiko night glows, we' s in flight | |
| But it don' t glow like, wack, the glow' s phat | |
| And it be the only glow that lemme know where a true warrior be at | |
| Ogc, gunn clappa, number 2 | |
| Louieville, do he ill, snap in half your crew | |
| Back, smack, a few of you till your ears ring | |
| Duke i smack ' em with the bat. why? | |
| So my hands don' t sting | |
| I bring rec in this game, and don' t shit change | |
| I inflicts pain like a stressed brain having a migraine | |
| Heads talk trash, walk in paths like anorexic | |
| Patients, laced up, overdosed in the exits | |
| And see, hears, these dumb, blind rappers | |
| Who don' t know the meaning of the originoo gunn clappaz | |
| Many phrases, many ways you can explain this | |
| Put on some rough, tough shit, huh, i' ll make you famous | |
| So, step don' t stare, dare cross this path beware | |
| Representativz and foul play out the rear out the rear | |
| Chorus: | |
| We see in the dark like an owl | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Out to eliminate those who live foul | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Creep stalking, we, coughing, | |
| Burgling, make me wonder why i' m not sleep walking | |
| Peeps talking, i hear ' em as i walk by, but they all die | |
| I' m fortified with the 45 | |
| Fuck it! let me proceed with the mission | |
| No need for intermission, i need trees in my system | |
| Cut down through mart, then i head for brisk in park | |
| With my p ' n' c, for some yard to spark | |
| No need to get hyper, i see, c, cypher | |
| Power on the corner fucking with my niggers, every hour | |
| I devour, niggers who wanna test me and defy me | |
| It might be giuliani or the illuminati | |
| But i be, writing plans of attack in my journal | |
| So, ruck, rock, ville sluggah remains nocturnal | |
| Seeing through sheisty shit, shining like i' m solar | |
| Penetrate through darkness bounce like i' m sonar | |
| Chorus: | |
| We been found less an organised ways to buckwild | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Spread the word, 29 million square miles | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| One clik, stomping on the path, that' s so hard | |
| Ain' t no smiling, we up against the odds like phil collins | |
| Meanwhile, i still be wilding, but only smarter what? | |
| Peep me the irrational and the quiet riot starter | |
| Pardon this, i see you' re not the sharpest pencil in the box | |
| No where near a match, you get smashed by a rock | |
| I done seen 3 dollar bills and you faker | |
| And you wonder why i hate ya | |
| A snake' ll get snatched by his tail, slammed on his head | |
| Give me some panda thread ?? the cobra command the dead | |
| Ban the red | |
| W hypen b u recognise! heltah skeltah digs them and not you | |
| Outro: | |
| Damn, ?? trials | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| We live nocturnal in the ninetynow | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| In the concretes streets of bucktown | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl | |
| Don' t let your name show up next on my foul file | |
| Daytime' s used to plot schemes for the night prowl |
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