| Song | Who's Your Rhymin' Hero |
| Artist | GZA |
| Album | Words From the Genius |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Grice, Harvey, Harvey | |
| Who's your rhymin' hero | |
| I use lyrics versatile, beat up, on any style | |
| Treat em like stepchilds and smile | |
| I grab the mic then i check one two | |
| Brother's look, yo what he's gonna do | |
| Hmm, you know i don't get too hyped | |
| I just fully load up the brain and **** the mic | |
| And blast off rhymes, within a matter of time | |
| I'm like a mirror of organized crime | |
| For slaying an mc who think that he might be | |
| The first brother who could come up and fight me | |
| Start running like you're looking for p.c. | |
| Protective... custody | |
| Cuz i'm blowing off, just for going off | |
| You may think i'm showing off, cuz every rhyme is flowing off | |
| A **** beat that is so sweet to the eardrum | |
| Gets the crowd prepared to hear some | |
| Super, high-powered lyrics, specially chosen | |
| The battle's a snowstorm and brothers are frozen | |
| Thirty-two degrees below zero | |
| Now who's your rhymin' hero (3x) | |
| The genius, is a rap professor | |
| Casual dresser, you may dress fresher | |
| But the way i speak is so poetic | |
| Describe me on the mic, i'm energetic | |
| Even if you roll up strapped with an uzi | |
| Still your wack lyrics couldn't [do me!!] | |
| Yo, i'm not the type of guy | |
| Cuz my lyrics are high powered, meaning fly | |
| I'm not barn, i'm building hard | |
| You thought that i was weak, well let me speak | |
| With me being frozen this mc weather come to | |
| All linked together | |
| See i got wreck, wrapping things in check | |
| You got germs, worms, plus a lack of respect | |
| I'll be teachin, you couldn't handle | |
| A style like mine, i dismantle | |
| Just by pickin up the mic, and start showin | |
| I cold turn it out, and yo then | |
| I get super serious strong and then furious | |
| Give an mc something to make them curious | |
| On, professors, in college | |
| I stomp em out just with supreme knowledge | |
| Bustin up witches, yo i give stitches | |
| Super-suckin-******-lickin-some-sexy-scali ******es | |
| I go off, and off men often | |
| See the december's primateen mist coughin | |
| Cuz i'm the god building hard never barred | |
| Bringin crazy static to your attic | |
| Now i'm known to flip a show | |
| Now who's your rhyming hero (4x) | |
| You have some mc's who get too hyped | |
| From a ten word rhyme it took em hours to type | |
| That's not mcing, just an mc being | |
| Weak on his words and never thinkin bout freeing | |
| Poitive thoughts that i let come out | |
| I'm the genius of this, i know what it's about | |
| Cuz on the mic i'm a leader, school i am a reader | |
| When it comes to sex, a strong good breeder | |
| Mc's max but every one i wax | |
| And collect the cash money without being taxed | |
| Now that i have your attention, i'd like to mention | |
| Don't battle me at any rap convention | |
| If so i'll show all who wants to know | |
| To detemine who's an amateur and who is a pro | |
| Don't mean to get ill, cuz i know how you feel | |
| You lack words like mines, talent and skill | |
| Now i'm known to flip a show | |
| Now who's your rhyming hero (4x) |
| zuo ci : Grice, Harvey, Harvey | |
| Who' s your rhymin' hero | |
| I use lyrics versatile, beat up, on any style | |
| Treat em like stepchilds and smile | |
| I grab the mic then i check one two | |
| Brother' s look, yo what he' s gonna do | |
| Hmm, you know i don' t get too hyped | |
| I just fully load up the brain and the mic | |
| And blast off rhymes, within a matter of time | |
| I' m like a mirror of organized crime | |
| For slaying an mc who think that he might be | |
| The first brother who could come up and fight me | |
| Start running like you' re looking for p. c. | |
| Protective... custody | |
| Cuz i' m blowing off, just for going off | |
| You may think i' m showing off, cuz every rhyme is flowing off | |
| A beat that is so sweet to the eardrum | |
| Gets the crowd prepared to hear some | |
| Super, highpowered lyrics, specially chosen | |
| The battle' s a snowstorm and brothers are frozen | |
| Thirtytwo degrees below zero | |
| Now who' s your rhymin' hero 3x | |
| The genius, is a rap professor | |
| Casual dresser, you may dress fresher | |
| But the way i speak is so poetic | |
| Describe me on the mic, i' m energetic | |
| Even if you roll up strapped with an uzi | |
| Still your wack lyrics couldn' t do me!! | |
| Yo, i' m not the type of guy | |
| Cuz my lyrics are high powered, meaning fly | |
| I' m not barn, i' m building hard | |
| You thought that i was weak, well let me speak | |
| With me being frozen this mc weather come to | |
| All linked together | |
| See i got wreck, wrapping things in check | |
| You got germs, worms, plus a lack of respect | |
| I' ll be teachin, you couldn' t handle | |
| A style like mine, i dismantle | |
| Just by pickin up the mic, and start showin | |
| I cold turn it out, and yo then | |
| I get super serious strong and then furious | |
| Give an mc something to make them curious | |
| On, professors, in college | |
| I stomp em out just with supreme knowledge | |
| Bustin up witches, yo i give stitches | |
| Supersuckin lickinsomesexyscali es | |
| I go off, and off men often | |
| See the december' s primateen mist coughin | |
| Cuz i' m the god building hard never barred | |
| Bringin crazy static to your attic | |
| Now i' m known to flip a show | |
| Now who' s your rhyming hero 4x | |
| You have some mc' s who get too hyped | |
| From a ten word rhyme it took em hours to type | |
| That' s not mcing, just an mc being | |
| Weak on his words and never thinkin bout freeing | |
| Poitive thoughts that i let come out | |
| I' m the genius of this, i know what it' s about | |
| Cuz on the mic i' m a leader, school i am a reader | |
| When it comes to sex, a strong good breeder | |
| Mc' s max but every one i wax | |
| And collect the cash money without being taxed | |
| Now that i have your attention, i' d like to mention | |
| Don' t battle me at any rap convention | |
| If so i' ll show all who wants to know | |
| To detemine who' s an amateur and who is a pro | |
| Don' t mean to get ill, cuz i know how you feel | |
| You lack words like mines, talent and skill | |
| Now i' m known to flip a show | |
| Now who' s your rhyming hero 4x |
| zuò cí : Grice, Harvey, Harvey | |
| Who' s your rhymin' hero | |
| I use lyrics versatile, beat up, on any style | |
| Treat em like stepchilds and smile | |
| I grab the mic then i check one two | |
| Brother' s look, yo what he' s gonna do | |
| Hmm, you know i don' t get too hyped | |
| I just fully load up the brain and the mic | |
| And blast off rhymes, within a matter of time | |
| I' m like a mirror of organized crime | |
| For slaying an mc who think that he might be | |
| The first brother who could come up and fight me | |
| Start running like you' re looking for p. c. | |
| Protective... custody | |
| Cuz i' m blowing off, just for going off | |
| You may think i' m showing off, cuz every rhyme is flowing off | |
| A beat that is so sweet to the eardrum | |
| Gets the crowd prepared to hear some | |
| Super, highpowered lyrics, specially chosen | |
| The battle' s a snowstorm and brothers are frozen | |
| Thirtytwo degrees below zero | |
| Now who' s your rhymin' hero 3x | |
| The genius, is a rap professor | |
| Casual dresser, you may dress fresher | |
| But the way i speak is so poetic | |
| Describe me on the mic, i' m energetic | |
| Even if you roll up strapped with an uzi | |
| Still your wack lyrics couldn' t do me!! | |
| Yo, i' m not the type of guy | |
| Cuz my lyrics are high powered, meaning fly | |
| I' m not barn, i' m building hard | |
| You thought that i was weak, well let me speak | |
| With me being frozen this mc weather come to | |
| All linked together | |
| See i got wreck, wrapping things in check | |
| You got germs, worms, plus a lack of respect | |
| I' ll be teachin, you couldn' t handle | |
| A style like mine, i dismantle | |
| Just by pickin up the mic, and start showin | |
| I cold turn it out, and yo then | |
| I get super serious strong and then furious | |
| Give an mc something to make them curious | |
| On, professors, in college | |
| I stomp em out just with supreme knowledge | |
| Bustin up witches, yo i give stitches | |
| Supersuckin lickinsomesexyscali es | |
| I go off, and off men often | |
| See the december' s primateen mist coughin | |
| Cuz i' m the god building hard never barred | |
| Bringin crazy static to your attic | |
| Now i' m known to flip a show | |
| Now who' s your rhyming hero 4x | |
| You have some mc' s who get too hyped | |
| From a ten word rhyme it took em hours to type | |
| That' s not mcing, just an mc being | |
| Weak on his words and never thinkin bout freeing | |
| Poitive thoughts that i let come out | |
| I' m the genius of this, i know what it' s about | |
| Cuz on the mic i' m a leader, school i am a reader | |
| When it comes to sex, a strong good breeder | |
| Mc' s max but every one i wax | |
| And collect the cash money without being taxed | |
| Now that i have your attention, i' d like to mention | |
| Don' t battle me at any rap convention | |
| If so i' ll show all who wants to know | |
| To detemine who' s an amateur and who is a pro | |
| Don' t mean to get ill, cuz i know how you feel | |
| You lack words like mines, talent and skill | |
| Now i' m known to flip a show | |
| Now who' s your rhyming hero 4x |