| Song | Four Minus Three |
| Artist | Masta Ace |
| Album | Take a Look Around |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Masta Ace | |
| "ready to rock this at the drop of a dime, baby" | |
| "master ace!" | |
| Listen closely, so your attention's undivided | |
| Many in the past have tried to do what i did | |
| Just the way i came off them, i'm a come off | |
| Stronger and longer, even with the drum off | |
| And the blow that i deliver is a crisp one | |
| Give that style back, jack, and try this one | |
| If you're gonna pick up the microphone when the beat is moving swift | |
| You'd better say something i can get with | |
| Suckers i mold in my hand just like silly puddy | |
| You tried to shank me, spanky, but my name's not mcgilnicutty | |
| Yes yes, let's test the waters | |
| Skinny dipping in a slaughter | |
| Hope you wore your water proof hightop certified | |
| Cause i taight you i got the murder ride | |
| And you don't have to buy a ticket | |
| You can afford to to get aboard and watch me as i stick it | |
| In the face of my foes because it goes to show that i flow like a bloody nose | |
| Raps are sweet just like a donut from dunkin' | |
| The action posse's at the door, and they won't let a punk in | |
| So you'd better try the back door | |
| Before you get a cracked jaw | |
| And i don't need a black had to be a villian | |
| The posse is action and the label is cold chillin' | |
| The question is how hype will you get? | |
| When you heard this beat you was familiar with | |
| A jam you heard before, this is a summary | |
| A voice surrounds you, but there's only one of me | |
| Lyrics of dialect come from all angles | |
| The cordless mic in my hand still strangles | |
| They try rather well, but none are parallel | |
| The words are spinning in your head like a carosel | |
| And out of all the brothers i spoke to | |
| None of them broke through, they sound like a joke, too | |
| Their rhymes are very soft, just like terry cloth | |
| The kid's that standing on stage oughta hurry off | |
| Cause that ain't hip-hop, you little drip-drop | |
| Trying to tip-toe but can't touch the tip-top | |
| Cause you ain't tall enough | |
| Try to brawl and scuff with a style you're calling tough | |
| Is about as tough as a flower | |
| Beware of the posse raise to the third power | |
| Cause we ain't caring, don't mind tearing a | |
| Cocaine-pushing, dapper dan wearing | |
| Walking around with a neck full of cables | |
| My dj laughs when you touch the turntables | |
| Wannabe hard rock when you roll 10 deep | |
| They told you my name but you act like you've been sleep | |
| Get back, sit back and chill you no frill mc's | |
| Slim see, but still i show skill | |
| Words can brutalize without no mercy | |
| Enemies wasting their last breath to curse me | |
| I ain't shaft with a hat and a cadillac | |
| Mc's lash out, but should i battle back? | |
| Nah, i remain calm and collected | |
| The stage was empty the last time i checked it | |
| But now there's movement there in the spotlight | |
| I can't make out who it is, nah, not quite | |
| A flash of gold from a shiny medallion | |
| A stride of pride on stage like a stallion | |
| Oh, another one of those who try to get close to | |
| But can't cause a man's supposed to | |
| Rip the mic til the crowd is perplexed, but | |
| With this jam here, there won't be no next up | |
| So peace to craig g, kane, g. rap, and marley marl | |
| >from the music man, y'all | |
| "once you hear the capital a" "you should know" | |
| "action is in eff-eff-ect-ect" (repeat 4x) | |
| "ace in action" "steady pace" (repeat til fade) |
| zuo ci : Masta Ace | |
| " ready to rock this at the drop of a dime, baby" | |
| " master ace!" | |
| Listen closely, so your attention' s undivided | |
| Many in the past have tried to do what i did | |
| Just the way i came off them, i' m a come off | |
| Stronger and longer, even with the drum off | |
| And the blow that i deliver is a crisp one | |
| Give that style back, jack, and try this one | |
| If you' re gonna pick up the microphone when the beat is moving swift | |
| You' d better say something i can get with | |
| Suckers i mold in my hand just like silly puddy | |
| You tried to shank me, spanky, but my name' s not mcgilnicutty | |
| Yes yes, let' s test the waters | |
| Skinny dipping in a slaughter | |
| Hope you wore your water proof hightop certified | |
| Cause i taight you i got the murder ride | |
| And you don' t have to buy a ticket | |
| You can afford to to get aboard and watch me as i stick it | |
| In the face of my foes because it goes to show that i flow like a bloody nose | |
| Raps are sweet just like a donut from dunkin' | |
| The action posse' s at the door, and they won' t let a punk in | |
| So you' d better try the back door | |
| Before you get a cracked jaw | |
| And i don' t need a black had to be a villian | |
| The posse is action and the label is cold chillin' | |
| The question is how hype will you get? | |
| When you heard this beat you was familiar with | |
| A jam you heard before, this is a summary | |
| A voice surrounds you, but there' s only one of me | |
| Lyrics of dialect come from all angles | |
| The cordless mic in my hand still strangles | |
| They try rather well, but none are parallel | |
| The words are spinning in your head like a carosel | |
| And out of all the brothers i spoke to | |
| None of them broke through, they sound like a joke, too | |
| Their rhymes are very soft, just like terry cloth | |
| The kid' s that standing on stage oughta hurry off | |
| Cause that ain' t hiphop, you little dripdrop | |
| Trying to tiptoe but can' t touch the tiptop | |
| Cause you ain' t tall enough | |
| Try to brawl and scuff with a style you' re calling tough | |
| Is about as tough as a flower | |
| Beware of the posse raise to the third power | |
| Cause we ain' t caring, don' t mind tearing a | |
| Cocainepushing, dapper dan wearing | |
| Walking around with a neck full of cables | |
| My dj laughs when you touch the turntables | |
| Wannabe hard rock when you roll 10 deep | |
| They told you my name but you act like you' ve been sleep | |
| Get back, sit back and chill you no frill mc' s | |
| Slim see, but still i show skill | |
| Words can brutalize without no mercy | |
| Enemies wasting their last breath to curse me | |
| I ain' t shaft with a hat and a cadillac | |
| Mc' s lash out, but should i battle back? | |
| Nah, i remain calm and collected | |
| The stage was empty the last time i checked it | |
| But now there' s movement there in the spotlight | |
| I can' t make out who it is, nah, not quite | |
| A flash of gold from a shiny medallion | |
| A stride of pride on stage like a stallion | |
| Oh, another one of those who try to get close to | |
| But can' t cause a man' s supposed to | |
| Rip the mic til the crowd is perplexed, but | |
| With this jam here, there won' t be no next up | |
| So peace to craig g, kane, g. rap, and marley marl | |
| from the music man, y' all | |
| " once you hear the capital a" " you should know" | |
| " action is in effeffectect" repeat 4x | |
| " ace in action" " steady pace" repeat til fade |
| zuò cí : Masta Ace | |
| " ready to rock this at the drop of a dime, baby" | |
| " master ace!" | |
| Listen closely, so your attention' s undivided | |
| Many in the past have tried to do what i did | |
| Just the way i came off them, i' m a come off | |
| Stronger and longer, even with the drum off | |
| And the blow that i deliver is a crisp one | |
| Give that style back, jack, and try this one | |
| If you' re gonna pick up the microphone when the beat is moving swift | |
| You' d better say something i can get with | |
| Suckers i mold in my hand just like silly puddy | |
| You tried to shank me, spanky, but my name' s not mcgilnicutty | |
| Yes yes, let' s test the waters | |
| Skinny dipping in a slaughter | |
| Hope you wore your water proof hightop certified | |
| Cause i taight you i got the murder ride | |
| And you don' t have to buy a ticket | |
| You can afford to to get aboard and watch me as i stick it | |
| In the face of my foes because it goes to show that i flow like a bloody nose | |
| Raps are sweet just like a donut from dunkin' | |
| The action posse' s at the door, and they won' t let a punk in | |
| So you' d better try the back door | |
| Before you get a cracked jaw | |
| And i don' t need a black had to be a villian | |
| The posse is action and the label is cold chillin' | |
| The question is how hype will you get? | |
| When you heard this beat you was familiar with | |
| A jam you heard before, this is a summary | |
| A voice surrounds you, but there' s only one of me | |
| Lyrics of dialect come from all angles | |
| The cordless mic in my hand still strangles | |
| They try rather well, but none are parallel | |
| The words are spinning in your head like a carosel | |
| And out of all the brothers i spoke to | |
| None of them broke through, they sound like a joke, too | |
| Their rhymes are very soft, just like terry cloth | |
| The kid' s that standing on stage oughta hurry off | |
| Cause that ain' t hiphop, you little dripdrop | |
| Trying to tiptoe but can' t touch the tiptop | |
| Cause you ain' t tall enough | |
| Try to brawl and scuff with a style you' re calling tough | |
| Is about as tough as a flower | |
| Beware of the posse raise to the third power | |
| Cause we ain' t caring, don' t mind tearing a | |
| Cocainepushing, dapper dan wearing | |
| Walking around with a neck full of cables | |
| My dj laughs when you touch the turntables | |
| Wannabe hard rock when you roll 10 deep | |
| They told you my name but you act like you' ve been sleep | |
| Get back, sit back and chill you no frill mc' s | |
| Slim see, but still i show skill | |
| Words can brutalize without no mercy | |
| Enemies wasting their last breath to curse me | |
| I ain' t shaft with a hat and a cadillac | |
| Mc' s lash out, but should i battle back? | |
| Nah, i remain calm and collected | |
| The stage was empty the last time i checked it | |
| But now there' s movement there in the spotlight | |
| I can' t make out who it is, nah, not quite | |
| A flash of gold from a shiny medallion | |
| A stride of pride on stage like a stallion | |
| Oh, another one of those who try to get close to | |
| But can' t cause a man' s supposed to | |
| Rip the mic til the crowd is perplexed, but | |
| With this jam here, there won' t be no next up | |
| So peace to craig g, kane, g. rap, and marley marl | |
| from the music man, y' all | |
| " once you hear the capital a" " you should know" | |
| " action is in effeffectect" repeat 4x | |
| " ace in action" " steady pace" repeat til fade |