| 作词 : Parker | |
| * train whistle * | |
| Yo right here, right here | |
| It's right through the fence, right through the fence | |
| Jump! * feet landing * | |
| Yeah.. right there, right there | |
| That's the 2's and the 5's | |
| * bag rustling * | |
| Joe gimme that, the fat, the fat cap, fat cap | |
| Yeah.. | |
| * train rolls in * | |
| Aight * shaking can up * | |
| Aight, let's do it now, let's do it now | |
| * spray paint * | |
| Yeah.. yeah.. | |
| Nah gi-gimme the other cap, gimme the other one | |
| Yeah right there | |
| * more spray * | |
| Front .. page .. entertainment .. group | |
| Yeah.. | |
| "i'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 8x) | |
| * first time, minus "i'm" * | |
| Hah! hahahaha | |
| All graffiti artists hold tight, hooo! | |
| All graffiti artists hold tight, word | |
| Check check check it out y'all | |
| Check check check check check it out y'all | |
| [krs-one] | |
| I got twenty-five cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wick-wack | |
| Puttin up my name with a fat cap | |
| Suckers that want to be in my face i just slap that | |
| Big respect to artifacts, fat joey crack and | |
| Mack and, bio, and brim come again | |
| With b.g. 183, recognize me | |
| With the mad colors, i'm a fiend for spraypaint | |
| Laugh if you wanna, i really care if you ain't | |
| Cause you don't me see, and i don't know you | |
| But i do know cope2, he be gettin walls too | |
| It's the underground community of what we call writers | |
| Worldwide burners, gettin hotter gettin brighter | |
| Whattup nicer, whattup razor, whattup chino | |
| Masta ase in the place, you know we know | |
| My man rican, my man zorro, taught me how to draw | |
| In the yards of the 5 train and the 4 | |
| So when i'm on tour i represent the hardcore | |
| I'm taggin up your blackbook sure, i'm out for the fame | |
| "i'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 4x) | |
| * first time, minus "i'm" * | |
| Yeah, check it out check it out check it out one time | |
| Hip-hop music in effect one time | |
| [krs-one] | |
| When i was growin up, i had no butcher baker candlestick maker | |
| I had rubbing alcohol and carbon paper | |
| Yeah, carbon paper and a blackboard eraser | |
| Got me chased in the bus yards, with rican and nazer | |
| Historically speakin, cause people be dissin | |
| The first graffiti artists in the world were the egyptians | |
| Writing on the walls, mixing characters with letters | |
| To tell the graphic story about their life, however | |
| Today we do the same thing, with how we rap and draw | |
| We call it hardcore, they call it breakin the law | |
| There used to be a time when rap music was illegal | |
| The cops would come and break up every party when they see you | |
| But now the rap music's making money for the corporate | |
| It's acceptable to flaunt it, now everybody's on it | |
| Graffiti isn't corporate so it gets no respect | |
| Hasn't made a billion dollars for some corporation yet, so | |
| In the name of phase2, stay high, pre-streets | |
| Grab your cans and hit the streets, i'm out for fame | |
| "i'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 6x) | |
| Yeah, hip-hop culture in the house one time | |
| All graffiti artists in the house one time | |
| Yeah.. | |
| Biggin up the other side things here y'all | |
| The visual, not your video (check it out) | |
| [krs-one] | |
| I'm livin in the city, inner city not a farm | |
| Steady bombin til i get fatigue in my arm | |
| Watchin for the beast cause many artists they shot em | |
| And beat em in the yards, while doin a top to bottom | |
| So pass me a can, not of old gold | |
| But full blue, sky blue, watch me unfold | |
| With the cold burner, of names you mighta heard of | |
| Like fab 5 freddy, sam sever | |
| Word to the wise, futura 2000 recognize | |
| Nation of creation, g man come alive | |
| Checkin out revolt and zephyr | |
| My man easy, and rembrandt, mitch 77 | |
| Oh no with the paint we can never dilly-dally | |
| Big up and respect to con art in cali | |
| The soul artists, the rebels, the rascals, 3yb | |
| United artists, tat and dondi | |
| Yes the other side of hip-hop is representin the visual | |
| Toys we be dissin you, i'm out for fame | |
| "i'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 10x) | |
| Hip-hop in the house one time | |
| Video graf in the house one time | |
| All graffiti artists in the house dig the rhyme | |
| Put up your nine, put up your nine, yeah! | |
| Fresh.. for nineteen-ninety-five | |
| You suckers!!!! |
| zuo ci : Parker | |
| train whistle | |
| Yo right here, right here | |
| It' s right through the fence, right through the fence | |
| Jump! feet landing | |
| Yeah.. right there, right there | |
| That' s the 2' s and the 5' s | |
| bag rustling | |
| Joe gimme that, the fat, the fat cap, fat cap | |
| Yeah.. | |
| train rolls in | |
| Aight shaking can up | |
| Aight, let' s do it now, let' s do it now | |
| spray paint | |
| Yeah.. yeah.. | |
| Nah gigimme the other cap, gimme the other one | |
| Yeah right there | |
| more spray | |
| Front .. page .. entertainment .. group | |
| Yeah.. | |
| " i' m writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" repeat 8x | |
| first time, minus " i' m" | |
| Hah! hahahaha | |
| All graffiti artists hold tight, hooo! | |
| All graffiti artists hold tight, word | |
| Check check check it out y' all | |
| Check check check check check it out y' all | |
| krsone | |
| I got twentyfive cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wickwack | |
| Puttin up my name with a fat cap | |
| Suckers that want to be in my face i just slap that | |
| Big respect to artifacts, fat joey crack and | |
| Mack and, bio, and brim come again | |
| With b. g. 183, recognize me | |
| With the mad colors, i' m a fiend for spraypaint | |
| Laugh if you wanna, i really care if you ain' t | |
| Cause you don' t me see, and i don' t know you | |
| But i do know cope2, he be gettin walls too | |
| It' s the underground community of what we call writers | |
| Worldwide burners, gettin hotter gettin brighter | |
| Whattup nicer, whattup razor, whattup chino | |
| Masta ase in the place, you know we know | |
| My man rican, my man zorro, taught me how to draw | |
| In the yards of the 5 train and the 4 | |
| So when i' m on tour i represent the hardcore | |
| I' m taggin up your blackbook sure, i' m out for the fame | |
| " i' m writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" repeat 4x | |
| first time, minus " i' m" | |
| Yeah, check it out check it out check it out one time | |
| Hiphop music in effect one time | |
| krsone | |
| When i was growin up, i had no butcher baker candlestick maker | |
| I had rubbing alcohol and carbon paper | |
| Yeah, carbon paper and a blackboard eraser | |
| Got me chased in the bus yards, with rican and nazer | |
| Historically speakin, cause people be dissin | |
| The first graffiti artists in the world were the egyptians | |
| Writing on the walls, mixing characters with letters | |
| To tell the graphic story about their life, however | |
| Today we do the same thing, with how we rap and draw | |
| We call it hardcore, they call it breakin the law | |
| There used to be a time when rap music was illegal | |
| The cops would come and break up every party when they see you | |
| But now the rap music' s making money for the corporate | |
| It' s acceptable to flaunt it, now everybody' s on it | |
| Graffiti isn' t corporate so it gets no respect | |
| Hasn' t made a billion dollars for some corporation yet, so | |
| In the name of phase2, stay high, prestreets | |
| Grab your cans and hit the streets, i' m out for fame | |
| " i' m writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" repeat 6x | |
| Yeah, hiphop culture in the house one time | |
| All graffiti artists in the house one time | |
| Yeah.. | |
| Biggin up the other side things here y' all | |
| The visual, not your video check it out | |
| krsone | |
| I' m livin in the city, inner city not a farm | |
| Steady bombin til i get fatigue in my arm | |
| Watchin for the beast cause many artists they shot em | |
| And beat em in the yards, while doin a top to bottom | |
| So pass me a can, not of old gold | |
| But full blue, sky blue, watch me unfold | |
| With the cold burner, of names you mighta heard of | |
| Like fab 5 freddy, sam sever | |
| Word to the wise, futura 2000 recognize | |
| Nation of creation, g man come alive | |
| Checkin out revolt and zephyr | |
| My man easy, and rembrandt, mitch 77 | |
| Oh no with the paint we can never dillydally | |
| Big up and respect to con art in cali | |
| The soul artists, the rebels, the rascals, 3yb | |
| United artists, tat and dondi | |
| Yes the other side of hiphop is representin the visual | |
| Toys we be dissin you, i' m out for fame | |
| " i' m writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" repeat 10x | |
| Hiphop in the house one time | |
| Video graf in the house one time | |
| All graffiti artists in the house dig the rhyme | |
| Put up your nine, put up your nine, yeah! | |
| Fresh.. for nineteenninetyfive | |
| You suckers!!!! |
| zuò cí : Parker | |
| train whistle | |
| Yo right here, right here | |
| It' s right through the fence, right through the fence | |
| Jump! feet landing | |
| Yeah.. right there, right there | |
| That' s the 2' s and the 5' s | |
| bag rustling | |
| Joe gimme that, the fat, the fat cap, fat cap | |
| Yeah.. | |
| train rolls in | |
| Aight shaking can up | |
| Aight, let' s do it now, let' s do it now | |
| spray paint | |
| Yeah.. yeah.. | |
| Nah gigimme the other cap, gimme the other one | |
| Yeah right there | |
| more spray | |
| Front .. page .. entertainment .. group | |
| Yeah.. | |
| " i' m writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" repeat 8x | |
| first time, minus " i' m" | |
| Hah! hahahaha | |
| All graffiti artists hold tight, hooo! | |
| All graffiti artists hold tight, word | |
| Check check check it out y' all | |
| Check check check check check it out y' all | |
| krsone | |
| I got twentyfive cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wickwack | |
| Puttin up my name with a fat cap | |
| Suckers that want to be in my face i just slap that | |
| Big respect to artifacts, fat joey crack and | |
| Mack and, bio, and brim come again | |
| With b. g. 183, recognize me | |
| With the mad colors, i' m a fiend for spraypaint | |
| Laugh if you wanna, i really care if you ain' t | |
| Cause you don' t me see, and i don' t know you | |
| But i do know cope2, he be gettin walls too | |
| It' s the underground community of what we call writers | |
| Worldwide burners, gettin hotter gettin brighter | |
| Whattup nicer, whattup razor, whattup chino | |
| Masta ase in the place, you know we know | |
| My man rican, my man zorro, taught me how to draw | |
| In the yards of the 5 train and the 4 | |
| So when i' m on tour i represent the hardcore | |
| I' m taggin up your blackbook sure, i' m out for the fame | |
| " i' m writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" repeat 4x | |
| first time, minus " i' m" | |
| Yeah, check it out check it out check it out one time | |
| Hiphop music in effect one time | |
| krsone | |
| When i was growin up, i had no butcher baker candlestick maker | |
| I had rubbing alcohol and carbon paper | |
| Yeah, carbon paper and a blackboard eraser | |
| Got me chased in the bus yards, with rican and nazer | |
| Historically speakin, cause people be dissin | |
| The first graffiti artists in the world were the egyptians | |
| Writing on the walls, mixing characters with letters | |
| To tell the graphic story about their life, however | |
| Today we do the same thing, with how we rap and draw | |
| We call it hardcore, they call it breakin the law | |
| There used to be a time when rap music was illegal | |
| The cops would come and break up every party when they see you | |
| But now the rap music' s making money for the corporate | |
| It' s acceptable to flaunt it, now everybody' s on it | |
| Graffiti isn' t corporate so it gets no respect | |
| Hasn' t made a billion dollars for some corporation yet, so | |
| In the name of phase2, stay high, prestreets | |
| Grab your cans and hit the streets, i' m out for fame | |
| " i' m writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" repeat 6x | |
| Yeah, hiphop culture in the house one time | |
| All graffiti artists in the house one time | |
| Yeah.. | |
| Biggin up the other side things here y' all | |
| The visual, not your video check it out | |
| krsone | |
| I' m livin in the city, inner city not a farm | |
| Steady bombin til i get fatigue in my arm | |
| Watchin for the beast cause many artists they shot em | |
| And beat em in the yards, while doin a top to bottom | |
| So pass me a can, not of old gold | |
| But full blue, sky blue, watch me unfold | |
| With the cold burner, of names you mighta heard of | |
| Like fab 5 freddy, sam sever | |
| Word to the wise, futura 2000 recognize | |
| Nation of creation, g man come alive | |
| Checkin out revolt and zephyr | |
| My man easy, and rembrandt, mitch 77 | |
| Oh no with the paint we can never dillydally | |
| Big up and respect to con art in cali | |
| The soul artists, the rebels, the rascals, 3yb | |
| United artists, tat and dondi | |
| Yes the other side of hiphop is representin the visual | |
| Toys we be dissin you, i' m out for fame | |
| " i' m writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" repeat 10x | |
| Hiphop in the house one time | |
| Video graf in the house one time | |
| All graffiti artists in the house dig the rhyme | |
| Put up your nine, put up your nine, yeah! | |
| Fresh.. for nineteenninetyfive | |
| You suckers!!!! |
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