| Song | I Ain't Mad at All |
| Artist | Public Enemy |
| Album | Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Alias K.B., DeHaney, Doo ... | |
| Drayton - dehaney - doo - shocklee - the alias k.b. | |
| Let me hear you say... | |
| I ain't mad at all | |
| Bought a fat jam to make you flip the script | |
| Don't want to sleep and misbehave | |
| Understand what i'm saying | |
| I'm all about makin some fat louies | |
| So i can buy my kids | |
| Motorcycles, candybars, peter paul | |
| Flavor flave, he ain't mad at all | |
| Boyee | |
| Poppa's got a brand new flav so once | |
| Again here we go (x 4) | |
| I ain't mad at all (x 3) | |
| What you know | |
| What you know bout that boy? | |
| Noodles, neon noodles | |
| On a fifth chillin with a toy | |
| He's chillin | |
| Thought he had a pit bull | |
| Eating brussel sprouts but he had a big bite | |
| He tried to bite me | |
| He tried to get me | |
| I turned around and i | |
| Hit him with my bike | |
| They picked me up | |
| Put me in a wagon | |
| The bottom fell out and my ass start draggin | |
| Who put the cuffs on flava | |
| Why you gonna go and do that | |
| He's the flavor mack (x 2) | |
| I ain't mad at all (x 2) | |
| Yo check out my honey hoe's | |
| Sing that shit gee | |
| There's a flavor flav | |
| So what your girlie | |
| Before she wanna sneak out early | |
| Cause on the di | |
| Flavor snatched her up | |
| First there was superfly | |
| But flavor's got more style | |
| And you can't tell because your crackin up | |
| Let me hear you say... | |
| Kick it | |
| Kick it | |
| I ain't mad at all (x 6) | |
| I got the feeling i got to tell ya | |
| You be a star | |
| And the man try to jail ya | |
| I don't pollute | |
| So why should i give a hoot | |
| You ask | |
| Why you livin foul | |
| Na na na na na na | |
| Why they wanna keep me down? | |
| Cause you got flavor workin day and nite | |
| Why you wanna play me | |
| Like fried ice cream | |
| Give me nightmares | |
| Can't never have a nice dream | |
| I feel like bustin loose | |
| Bustin loose | |
| Give me a break y'all | |
| You can try to cop my style | |
| But flavor flav got too much on file | |
| Boyee | |
| I don't wanna go but i can't stay here no more | |
| I ain't mad at all | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| You flatlinin, you flatlinin you know what i'm sayin | |
| Who put the cuffs... |
| zuo ci : Alias K. B., DeHaney, Doo ... | |
| Drayton dehaney doo shocklee the alias k. b. | |
| Let me hear you say... | |
| I ain' t mad at all | |
| Bought a fat jam to make you flip the script | |
| Don' t want to sleep and misbehave | |
| Understand what i' m saying | |
| I' m all about makin some fat louies | |
| So i can buy my kids | |
| Motorcycles, candybars, peter paul | |
| Flavor flave, he ain' t mad at all | |
| Boyee | |
| Poppa' s got a brand new flav so once | |
| Again here we go x 4 | |
| I ain' t mad at all x 3 | |
| What you know | |
| What you know bout that boy? | |
| Noodles, neon noodles | |
| On a fifth chillin with a toy | |
| He' s chillin | |
| Thought he had a pit bull | |
| Eating brussel sprouts but he had a big bite | |
| He tried to bite me | |
| He tried to get me | |
| I turned around and i | |
| Hit him with my bike | |
| They picked me up | |
| Put me in a wagon | |
| The bottom fell out and my ass start draggin | |
| Who put the cuffs on flava | |
| Why you gonna go and do that | |
| He' s the flavor mack x 2 | |
| I ain' t mad at all x 2 | |
| Yo check out my honey hoe' s | |
| Sing that shit gee | |
| There' s a flavor flav | |
| So what your girlie | |
| Before she wanna sneak out early | |
| Cause on the di | |
| Flavor snatched her up | |
| First there was superfly | |
| But flavor' s got more style | |
| And you can' t tell because your crackin up | |
| Let me hear you say... | |
| Kick it | |
| Kick it | |
| I ain' t mad at all x 6 | |
| I got the feeling i got to tell ya | |
| You be a star | |
| And the man try to jail ya | |
| I don' t pollute | |
| So why should i give a hoot | |
| You ask | |
| Why you livin foul | |
| Na na na na na na | |
| Why they wanna keep me down? | |
| Cause you got flavor workin day and nite | |
| Why you wanna play me | |
| Like fried ice cream | |
| Give me nightmares | |
| Can' t never have a nice dream | |
| I feel like bustin loose | |
| Bustin loose | |
| Give me a break y' all | |
| You can try to cop my style | |
| But flavor flav got too much on file | |
| Boyee | |
| I don' t wanna go but i can' t stay here no more | |
| I ain' t mad at all | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| You flatlinin, you flatlinin you know what i' m sayin | |
| Who put the cuffs... |
| zuò cí : Alias K. B., DeHaney, Doo ... | |
| Drayton dehaney doo shocklee the alias k. b. | |
| Let me hear you say... | |
| I ain' t mad at all | |
| Bought a fat jam to make you flip the script | |
| Don' t want to sleep and misbehave | |
| Understand what i' m saying | |
| I' m all about makin some fat louies | |
| So i can buy my kids | |
| Motorcycles, candybars, peter paul | |
| Flavor flave, he ain' t mad at all | |
| Boyee | |
| Poppa' s got a brand new flav so once | |
| Again here we go x 4 | |
| I ain' t mad at all x 3 | |
| What you know | |
| What you know bout that boy? | |
| Noodles, neon noodles | |
| On a fifth chillin with a toy | |
| He' s chillin | |
| Thought he had a pit bull | |
| Eating brussel sprouts but he had a big bite | |
| He tried to bite me | |
| He tried to get me | |
| I turned around and i | |
| Hit him with my bike | |
| They picked me up | |
| Put me in a wagon | |
| The bottom fell out and my ass start draggin | |
| Who put the cuffs on flava | |
| Why you gonna go and do that | |
| He' s the flavor mack x 2 | |
| I ain' t mad at all x 2 | |
| Yo check out my honey hoe' s | |
| Sing that shit gee | |
| There' s a flavor flav | |
| So what your girlie | |
| Before she wanna sneak out early | |
| Cause on the di | |
| Flavor snatched her up | |
| First there was superfly | |
| But flavor' s got more style | |
| And you can' t tell because your crackin up | |
| Let me hear you say... | |
| Kick it | |
| Kick it | |
| I ain' t mad at all x 6 | |
| I got the feeling i got to tell ya | |
| You be a star | |
| And the man try to jail ya | |
| I don' t pollute | |
| So why should i give a hoot | |
| You ask | |
| Why you livin foul | |
| Na na na na na na | |
| Why they wanna keep me down? | |
| Cause you got flavor workin day and nite | |
| Why you wanna play me | |
| Like fried ice cream | |
| Give me nightmares | |
| Can' t never have a nice dream | |
| I feel like bustin loose | |
| Bustin loose | |
| Give me a break y' all | |
| You can try to cop my style | |
| But flavor flav got too much on file | |
| Boyee | |
| I don' t wanna go but i can' t stay here no more | |
| I ain' t mad at all | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| You flatlinin, you flatlinin you know what i' m sayin | |
| Who put the cuffs... |