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作词 : Diamond D, Fat Joe, KRS One ... |
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Intro：krs-one |
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Music please |
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Yes, welcome to jealous one's envy |
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We'd like to thank you in advance for purchasing this product |
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It is a relativity records product, artist fat joe |
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My name is krs-one |
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And of course we're gonna bring the noise |
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Cause we can never be toys |
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Verse one: krs-one, fat joe |
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Yes i am the ultimate, uttering ultimatum's for the fun of it |
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It appears to me you don't know who you ****** with |
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You can't see this with bifocals cause you're local |
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Can't hang with my vocals, better you ************* with sonny bono |
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Or yoko ono, but krs oh no no |
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You might think you a rotc but i don't give a ************* though |
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I'm rolling hard like god for the squad black |
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Packin them poppers *************, where that money be at? |
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Aiyyo i be the show stopper, as i *************ne like gold |
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Other rappers dull like copper, the certified fake ************* dropper |
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Which borough, is the thorough |
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I know, do you know, let me know i'm sayin though |
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The coke connector, sweating leather with reflectors |
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Don't get caught up in my sector, or i'ma haveta inject ya |
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With a slab of this lyrical ****** *************t |
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Fake mc's and wannabe's best to quote this |
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Fat joe the true and living will prevail |
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Kingpin like sonny up in bronx tale |
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Will i fail? i doubt it |
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I'm the ************* catchin bodies, while other *************z fantasize about it |
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True indeed, behind my back mc's claim they can serve me |
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In my face they screaming "we're not worthy!" |
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Youse a has been, actually you ain't been |
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I be touring, while you be home taping |
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So what punk, you could battle in a second |
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Frankly the bottom line, is where's your hit record |
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You claim i'm jocking, claim i'm on your *************, where's your witnesses? |
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If i'm on your ************* my name has got to be syphillis |
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Chorus: |
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"if you're feeling lucky duck, then press your luck" - jeru |
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"up up up and away cuz i don't play clown" - kool g rap |
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"if you're feeling lucky duck, then press your luck" - jeru |
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"buck buck buck take that witcha on the way down" - kool g rap |
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Verse two: fat joe |
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As we proceed to lock it down, don't get it ****** up |
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We be the kings of the boogie down |
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All we do is spark izm and get cash |
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Tortuing mc's like that warden up in alcatraz (bo! bo! bo! bo!) |
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It's fat joe, yo you know my steelo |
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Get so much love, i'm payin sixteen on a kilo |
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Sendin *************z outta town, still got control of the boogie down |
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Now how the ************* you sound? (yeahhh) |
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Ain't no army that could harm me or bomb me |
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C'mon g you clowns ain't got a ******g thing on me |
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I'm flashy like white linen (tell em) |
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Your rap is under pressure like two outs tied score in the ninth inning |
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I'm down with kris and ain't no stopping me |
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I'm out for bronx and monopoly with chicks on top of me |
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It's my philosophy, but for now it's in the corridor |
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Slappin caps like a ball hittin hard to my laborator |
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These mother******s don't want it |
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(word to mother joe, these *************z don't want it!) |
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Chorus |
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Verse three: krs-one |
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Merrrcy, you wanna serve me but you ain't worthy |
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My style is too curvy, what you tellin me |
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But your flimsy ass will go home after the battle and find i'm your boss |
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With krs-one up in your memory |
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I know your kind, you rap write |
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You're mr. john gotti the don, but you're just another bwotty mon |
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Telecro bwotty mon, how you collect |
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Rap magazine dating back to, tougher than leather |
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The only reason you got, such an extensive rap collection |
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Cuz most of your rap mags are all stuck together |
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Watch what you sayin, watch what you say |
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When your skull gets cracked, whatcha gonna say crackhead? |
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Your file is dead, kneel to the rap god in bed |
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Fore i slap you way back in the dayz like ahmad |
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Don't get me fed up, or vexed up, cuz you'll get set up |
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My crew don't let up, i be dead up in this piece (tell em) |
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Recognize it's blas******aster krs-one |
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For ten years, fat joe, chillin on the east |