Speed Law Lyrics
| Song | Speed Law |
| Artist | Mos Def |
| Album | Black On Both Sides |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Njapa, Smith | |
| Watch itRelax, pump the brakes | |
| You're speeding money | |
| Watch itYou'll smash your whole shit up | |
| Lights be changing fast on these streets money, slow down | |
| Watch itSleeping on the wrong cats | |
| Clear like a megaphone | |
| Pretty nigga heart skipped the metronome | |
| Rocked the trump tower to the terror dome | |
| Poor house to pleasure domes | |
| Soprano, alto, tenor to baritone | |
| Mos Def one of the illest that you ever known | |
| Rock steady baby, you a stepping stone | |
| Smash your foundation into pebbles | |
| My words leave your nerves unsettled | |
| You take it to the next level down | |
| Looking like a circus clown | |
| Cats like you can't even get a pound | |
| Worldwide from the river to lakeside | |
| My stage show stay live | |
| Make the sound man stage dive | |
| I cut fat cats to eight lives | |
| With my eight ball lines | |
| I'm home 'fore | |
| I'm done with all nine | |
| Got you shook like a fault line | |
| Come all shine and get tarnished | |
| Brooklyn got your pay roll garnished | |
| They form a huddle | |
| Whisper like they want trouble | |
| I melt the ice grills into rainwater puddles | |
| Make the proud hearted leave on the humble | |
| Black steel in the hour | |
| Assemble my skill form my power | |
| My poems crush bones into powder | |
| You mumble like a coward | |
| I'm Mos Def, you need to speak louder | |
| Super heroes | |
| Get your power, your masks and capes snatched | |
| Brooklyn take what you can't take back | |
| I know a lot of cats hate that | |
| All I can say black | |
| There's a city full of walls | |
| You can post complaints at | |
| All the doubters and believers | |
| Adjust your receivers | |
| I feel it, you can taste it through the speakers | |
| The three six original sketch lyrics so visual | |
| They rent my rhyme books | |
| At your nearest home video | |
| Tell them cats they need to sit back and observe where they at | |
| Brook-nahm | |
| VietnamThe heat is on | |
| Put your joint on cruise | |
| Try to rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax | |
| Take a breath, take ten paces back | |
| Stay on time like | |
| OmegasBrooklyn patrol like interstates | |
| Take their license and their registration papers | |
| My joint's so passionate | |
| Make you peal out and mash your shit | |
| Get wild cold crash your whip | |
| Front chassis wrecked | |
| But ock you can't be too upset | |
| Tow truck got my tape in the deck | |
| I'm permanent like tattoos and birth marks | |
| Third degree burn marks | |
| Driving on tracks like | |
| Dale Earnheart | |
| Stay on the low like the earth spot | |
| Put a big loss on your earn chart | |
| Nice since the nurse signed my birth chart | |
| Seldom seen but often heard | |
| While your jams is barely heard | |
| Just my name is a daily word | |
| From avenues to streets, terraces and park places | |
| Stair wells, jail cells | |
| Penthouse to basements | |
| Arrangement basic | |
| But still fans chase it | |
| Y2K can't delete the true ancient | |
| Apache war drum on the ranges | |
| Skill level dangerous | |
| Arrow head that killed all the cavemen | |
| They cry John | |
| BlazingBut step on the pavement | |
| And get violated like a plaintiff | |
| I ain't shit to play with | |
| I give a goddamn what your name is | |
| Delete it and make it so it never get repeated | |
| Believe it | |
| Tell the feds, tell your girl, tell your mother | |
| Conference call you wack | |
| Crew and tell each other | |
| That they just ain't holding me | |
| I'm Mos Def, your hopefully | |
| Mush off or you get bust off like a ovary | |
| Tell them cats they need to ease back and observe where they at | |
| Brook-nahm | |
| VietnamThe heat is on | |
| Put your joint on cruise | |
| In a rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax | |
| Take a breath, take ten paces back | |
| Brook-nahm | |
| VietnamThe heat is on, no off-ramp or detour | |
| Make these gassed up jokers observe the speed law | |
| Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law | |
| Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law' | |
| Cause they speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin' | |
| Speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin' | |
| Speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin' | |
| RelaxSlow down, you better chill money | |
| Lights be changing fast on these streets dude | |
| Smash your whole shit up | |
| You better cool out money | |
| It ain't like that out here | |
| Look at these cats man | |
| It's funny man | |
| He probably just got that car | |
| About to fuck your whole shit up | |
| Speed laws out here money | |
| Knight riding cats | |
| In control like interstates, state-ahs, state-ahs | |
| State-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs | |
| State-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs | |
| Stay theFuck off the road, money |
| zuo ci : Njapa, Smith | |
| Watch itRelax, pump the brakes | |
| You' re speeding money | |
| Watch itYou' ll smash your whole shit up | |
| Lights be changing fast on these streets money, slow down | |
| Watch itSleeping on the wrong cats | |
| Clear like a megaphone | |
| Pretty nigga heart skipped the metronome | |
| Rocked the trump tower to the terror dome | |
| Poor house to pleasure domes | |
| Soprano, alto, tenor to baritone | |
| Mos Def one of the illest that you ever known | |
| Rock steady baby, you a stepping stone | |
| Smash your foundation into pebbles | |
| My words leave your nerves unsettled | |
| You take it to the next level down | |
| Looking like a circus clown | |
| Cats like you can' t even get a pound | |
| Worldwide from the river to lakeside | |
| My stage show stay live | |
| Make the sound man stage dive | |
| I cut fat cats to eight lives | |
| With my eight ball lines | |
| I' m home ' fore | |
| I' m done with all nine | |
| Got you shook like a fault line | |
| Come all shine and get tarnished | |
| Brooklyn got your pay roll garnished | |
| They form a huddle | |
| Whisper like they want trouble | |
| I melt the ice grills into rainwater puddles | |
| Make the proud hearted leave on the humble | |
| Black steel in the hour | |
| Assemble my skill form my power | |
| My poems crush bones into powder | |
| You mumble like a coward | |
| I' m Mos Def, you need to speak louder | |
| Super heroes | |
| Get your power, your masks and capes snatched | |
| Brooklyn take what you can' t take back | |
| I know a lot of cats hate that | |
| All I can say black | |
| There' s a city full of walls | |
| You can post complaints at | |
| All the doubters and believers | |
| Adjust your receivers | |
| I feel it, you can taste it through the speakers | |
| The three six original sketch lyrics so visual | |
| They rent my rhyme books | |
| At your nearest home video | |
| Tell them cats they need to sit back and observe where they at | |
| Brooknahm | |
| VietnamThe heat is on | |
| Put your joint on cruise | |
| Try to rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax | |
| Take a breath, take ten paces back | |
| Stay on time like | |
| OmegasBrooklyn patrol like interstates | |
| Take their license and their registration papers | |
| My joint' s so passionate | |
| Make you peal out and mash your shit | |
| Get wild cold crash your whip | |
| Front chassis wrecked | |
| But ock you can' t be too upset | |
| Tow truck got my tape in the deck | |
| I' m permanent like tattoos and birth marks | |
| Third degree burn marks | |
| Driving on tracks like | |
| Dale Earnheart | |
| Stay on the low like the earth spot | |
| Put a big loss on your earn chart | |
| Nice since the nurse signed my birth chart | |
| Seldom seen but often heard | |
| While your jams is barely heard | |
| Just my name is a daily word | |
| From avenues to streets, terraces and park places | |
| Stair wells, jail cells | |
| Penthouse to basements | |
| Arrangement basic | |
| But still fans chase it | |
| Y2K can' t delete the true ancient | |
| Apache war drum on the ranges | |
| Skill level dangerous | |
| Arrow head that killed all the cavemen | |
| They cry John | |
| BlazingBut step on the pavement | |
| And get violated like a plaintiff | |
| I ain' t shit to play with | |
| I give a goddamn what your name is | |
| Delete it and make it so it never get repeated | |
| Believe it | |
| Tell the feds, tell your girl, tell your mother | |
| Conference call you wack | |
| Crew and tell each other | |
| That they just ain' t holding me | |
| I' m Mos Def, your hopefully | |
| Mush off or you get bust off like a ovary | |
| Tell them cats they need to ease back and observe where they at | |
| Brooknahm | |
| VietnamThe heat is on | |
| Put your joint on cruise | |
| In a rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax | |
| Take a breath, take ten paces back | |
| Brooknahm | |
| VietnamThe heat is on, no offramp or detour | |
| Make these gassed up jokers observe the speed law | |
| Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law | |
| Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law' | |
| Cause they speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin' | |
| Speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin' | |
| Speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin' | |
| RelaxSlow down, you better chill money | |
| Lights be changing fast on these streets dude | |
| Smash your whole shit up | |
| You better cool out money | |
| It ain' t like that out here | |
| Look at these cats man | |
| It' s funny man | |
| He probably just got that car | |
| About to fuck your whole shit up | |
| Speed laws out here money | |
| Knight riding cats | |
| In control like interstates, stateahs, stateahs | |
| Stateahs, stateahs, stateahs, stateahs, stateahs | |
| Stateahs, stateahs, stateahs, stateahs, stateahs | |
| Stay theFuck off the road, money |
| zuò cí : Njapa, Smith | |
| Watch itRelax, pump the brakes | |
| You' re speeding money | |
| Watch itYou' ll smash your whole shit up | |
| Lights be changing fast on these streets money, slow down | |
| Watch itSleeping on the wrong cats | |
| Clear like a megaphone | |
| Pretty nigga heart skipped the metronome | |
| Rocked the trump tower to the terror dome | |
| Poor house to pleasure domes | |
| Soprano, alto, tenor to baritone | |
| Mos Def one of the illest that you ever known | |
| Rock steady baby, you a stepping stone | |
| Smash your foundation into pebbles | |
| My words leave your nerves unsettled | |
| You take it to the next level down | |
| Looking like a circus clown | |
| Cats like you can' t even get a pound | |
| Worldwide from the river to lakeside | |
| My stage show stay live | |
| Make the sound man stage dive | |
| I cut fat cats to eight lives | |
| With my eight ball lines | |
| I' m home ' fore | |
| I' m done with all nine | |
| Got you shook like a fault line | |
| Come all shine and get tarnished | |
| Brooklyn got your pay roll garnished | |
| They form a huddle | |
| Whisper like they want trouble | |
| I melt the ice grills into rainwater puddles | |
| Make the proud hearted leave on the humble | |
| Black steel in the hour | |
| Assemble my skill form my power | |
| My poems crush bones into powder | |
| You mumble like a coward | |
| I' m Mos Def, you need to speak louder | |
| Super heroes | |
| Get your power, your masks and capes snatched | |
| Brooklyn take what you can' t take back | |
| I know a lot of cats hate that | |
| All I can say black | |
| There' s a city full of walls | |
| You can post complaints at | |
| All the doubters and believers | |
| Adjust your receivers | |
| I feel it, you can taste it through the speakers | |
| The three six original sketch lyrics so visual | |
| They rent my rhyme books | |
| At your nearest home video | |
| Tell them cats they need to sit back and observe where they at | |
| Brooknahm | |
| VietnamThe heat is on | |
| Put your joint on cruise | |
| Try to rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax | |
| Take a breath, take ten paces back | |
| Stay on time like | |
| OmegasBrooklyn patrol like interstates | |
| Take their license and their registration papers | |
| My joint' s so passionate | |
| Make you peal out and mash your shit | |
| Get wild cold crash your whip | |
| Front chassis wrecked | |
| But ock you can' t be too upset | |
| Tow truck got my tape in the deck | |
| I' m permanent like tattoos and birth marks | |
| Third degree burn marks | |
| Driving on tracks like | |
| Dale Earnheart | |
| Stay on the low like the earth spot | |
| Put a big loss on your earn chart | |
| Nice since the nurse signed my birth chart | |
| Seldom seen but often heard | |
| While your jams is barely heard | |
| Just my name is a daily word | |
| From avenues to streets, terraces and park places | |
| Stair wells, jail cells | |
| Penthouse to basements | |
| Arrangement basic | |
| But still fans chase it | |
| Y2K can' t delete the true ancient | |
| Apache war drum on the ranges | |
| Skill level dangerous | |
| Arrow head that killed all the cavemen | |
| They cry John | |
| BlazingBut step on the pavement | |
| And get violated like a plaintiff | |
| I ain' t shit to play with | |
| I give a goddamn what your name is | |
| Delete it and make it so it never get repeated | |
| Believe it | |
| Tell the feds, tell your girl, tell your mother | |
| Conference call you wack | |
| Crew and tell each other | |
| That they just ain' t holding me | |
| I' m Mos Def, your hopefully | |
| Mush off or you get bust off like a ovary | |
| Tell them cats they need to ease back and observe where they at | |
| Brooknahm | |
| VietnamThe heat is on | |
| Put your joint on cruise | |
| In a rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax | |
| Take a breath, take ten paces back | |
| Brooknahm | |
| VietnamThe heat is on, no offramp or detour | |
| Make these gassed up jokers observe the speed law | |
| Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law | |
| Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law' | |
| Cause they speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin' | |
| Speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin' | |
| Speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin' | |
| RelaxSlow down, you better chill money | |
| Lights be changing fast on these streets dude | |
| Smash your whole shit up | |
| You better cool out money | |
| It ain' t like that out here | |
| Look at these cats man | |
| It' s funny man | |
| He probably just got that car | |
| About to fuck your whole shit up | |
| Speed laws out here money | |
| Knight riding cats | |
| In control like interstates, stateahs, stateahs | |
| Stateahs, stateahs, stateahs, stateahs, stateahs | |
| Stateahs, stateahs, stateahs, stateahs, stateahs | |
| Stay theFuck off the road, money |
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