God Sound Lyrics
| Song | God Sound |
| Artist | Boogiemonsters |
| Album | God Sound |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : McCann, Pollard | |
| ( VERSE 1: Mondo ) | |
| Now I can remember: way back in the winter, or September | |
| It was '93 when we got signed, music was destiny | |
| We'd flee the spot to Unique and made a hop with fat beats | |
| And soon ("Bi-ni-ni") the greatest summer jam hit the streets | |
| I was strapped with Nike Airs and Vex came through the door | |
| Had heads boppin a lot when the joint hit the floor | |
| Hit Canada to Florida, L.A. to the East | |
| We had heads in Japan shoutin "mark of the beast!" | |
| Now check the deuce release, we tell it like it is | |
| >From grown mens to kids, lettin em know that God lives | |
| What up, dog, ha, the beast about to flip? | |
| This world ain't gettin no better unless we don't strive for it | |
| ( CHORUS: Vex ) | |
| So come in, and welcome to a humble abode | |
| Boogiemonsters, fat beats and rhymes is the mode | |
| Save the drama for your mama, coma or hit the road | |
| It's time to get on down | |
| With that God Sound (2x) | |
| ( VERSE 2: Vex ) | |
| Yo, I was born in Alaska, transported to Virginia | |
| Afar from the true origin of the north star | |
| A small child, my father makin moves through military | |
| Battlin heads on army bases for props, my life scary | |
| Never let a brother fall into his mode | |
| But everywhere I go it starts another episode | |
| Dig it, it takes a real strong brain to remain | |
| In the places I've been, worlds's a waste, in sin | |
| I saw choppers and gats, missiles and maps | |
| Life of an army brat just pressured my rap | |
| But everywhere I go, from yesterday to tomorrow | |
| People cause episodes when we need to kill the drama | |
| Word | |
| ( CHORUS: Mondo ) (2x) | |
| ( Mondo ) | |
| Yes y'all, movin to the beat | |
| You can settle down or just have a seat | |
| God Sound is in your area, it's keepin up your block | |
| It got MC's jumpin out them shoes and socks | |
| Now clear-headed is my method, press rewind when I speak | |
| I don't need weed to help me think, relax, write rhymes and do beats | |
| ( Vex ) | |
| Now in a three-line design I gotta break down this ep' | |
| I'm steppin out of this ride as quiet is kept | |
| Out of nowhere three heads approach me in the night | |
| Like "Why you shoot our cousin?", lookin ready to fight | |
| I'm like "What?" then plow, before I know what I saw | |
| The biggest one, 200 pounds, stood me dead in the jaw | |
| But my man Ronnie Myers had the weapons on load | |
| And quickly ended yet another ill episode | |
| ( Mondo ) | |
| Have you ever seen those videos with the naked big booty girls | |
| And the MC be rhymin | |
| And you be like, "Yo, that joint is ill!" | |
| But chill, when a rapper think he's slick, he can't rhyme a lick | |
| So he presents the naked chick to cover up his lack of skill | |
| But chill, there's another category of MC's | |
| And it's imperative that I hit em, cause I'm sick of em | |
| With the el in one hand, and the other be packin steel | |
| Y'all so fake it's dangerous, sayin "I'm just tryin to keep it real" | |
| ( CHORUS: Mondo & Vex ) (2x) | |
| ( Vex ) | |
| Day in and day out I hear heads talk yang | |
| Out the side of they neck with a whole bunch of slang | |
| But it don't change a thing, gunshots still ring | |
| Invited just to fly over, peep the lessons we show ya | |
| Never sweat what's goin on behind your back over your shoulder | |
| It's just another road to the next episode | |
| Ha-ha | |
| Knawmean? | |
| So just chill | |
| ( CHORUS: Mondo & Vex ) (2x) | |
| Straight for 2000 | |
| Troy Hightower | |
| In the place to be | |
| BM's international | |
| And you don't stop | |
| It won't stop | |
| And it don't stop |
| zuo ci : McCann, Pollard | |
| VERSE 1: Mondo | |
| Now I can remember: way back in the winter, or September | |
| It was ' 93 when we got signed, music was destiny | |
| We' d flee the spot to Unique and made a hop with fat beats | |
| And soon " Binini" the greatest summer jam hit the streets | |
| I was strapped with Nike Airs and Vex came through the door | |
| Had heads boppin a lot when the joint hit the floor | |
| Hit Canada to Florida, L. A. to the East | |
| We had heads in Japan shoutin " mark of the beast!" | |
| Now check the deuce release, we tell it like it is | |
| From grown mens to kids, lettin em know that God lives | |
| What up, dog, ha, the beast about to flip? | |
| This world ain' t gettin no better unless we don' t strive for it | |
| CHORUS: Vex | |
| So come in, and welcome to a humble abode | |
| Boogiemonsters, fat beats and rhymes is the mode | |
| Save the drama for your mama, coma or hit the road | |
| It' s time to get on down | |
| With that God Sound 2x | |
| VERSE 2: Vex | |
| Yo, I was born in Alaska, transported to Virginia | |
| Afar from the true origin of the north star | |
| A small child, my father makin moves through military | |
| Battlin heads on army bases for props, my life scary | |
| Never let a brother fall into his mode | |
| But everywhere I go it starts another episode | |
| Dig it, it takes a real strong brain to remain | |
| In the places I' ve been, worlds' s a waste, in sin | |
| I saw choppers and gats, missiles and maps | |
| Life of an army brat just pressured my rap | |
| But everywhere I go, from yesterday to tomorrow | |
| People cause episodes when we need to kill the drama | |
| Word | |
| CHORUS: Mondo 2x | |
| Mondo | |
| Yes y' all, movin to the beat | |
| You can settle down or just have a seat | |
| God Sound is in your area, it' s keepin up your block | |
| It got MC' s jumpin out them shoes and socks | |
| Now clearheaded is my method, press rewind when I speak | |
| I don' t need weed to help me think, relax, write rhymes and do beats | |
| Vex | |
| Now in a threeline design I gotta break down this ep' | |
| I' m steppin out of this ride as quiet is kept | |
| Out of nowhere three heads approach me in the night | |
| Like " Why you shoot our cousin?", lookin ready to fight | |
| I' m like " What?" then plow, before I know what I saw | |
| The biggest one, 200 pounds, stood me dead in the jaw | |
| But my man Ronnie Myers had the weapons on load | |
| And quickly ended yet another ill episode | |
| Mondo | |
| Have you ever seen those videos with the naked big booty girls | |
| And the MC be rhymin | |
| And you be like, " Yo, that joint is ill!" | |
| But chill, when a rapper think he' s slick, he can' t rhyme a lick | |
| So he presents the naked chick to cover up his lack of skill | |
| But chill, there' s another category of MC' s | |
| And it' s imperative that I hit em, cause I' m sick of em | |
| With the el in one hand, and the other be packin steel | |
| Y' all so fake it' s dangerous, sayin " I' m just tryin to keep it real" | |
| CHORUS: Mondo Vex 2x | |
| Vex | |
| Day in and day out I hear heads talk yang | |
| Out the side of they neck with a whole bunch of slang | |
| But it don' t change a thing, gunshots still ring | |
| Invited just to fly over, peep the lessons we show ya | |
| Never sweat what' s goin on behind your back over your shoulder | |
| It' s just another road to the next episode | |
| Haha | |
| Knawmean? | |
| So just chill | |
| CHORUS: Mondo Vex 2x | |
| Straight for 2000 | |
| Troy Hightower | |
| In the place to be | |
| BM' s international | |
| And you don' t stop | |
| It won' t stop | |
| And it don' t stop |
| zuò cí : McCann, Pollard | |
| VERSE 1: Mondo | |
| Now I can remember: way back in the winter, or September | |
| It was ' 93 when we got signed, music was destiny | |
| We' d flee the spot to Unique and made a hop with fat beats | |
| And soon " Binini" the greatest summer jam hit the streets | |
| I was strapped with Nike Airs and Vex came through the door | |
| Had heads boppin a lot when the joint hit the floor | |
| Hit Canada to Florida, L. A. to the East | |
| We had heads in Japan shoutin " mark of the beast!" | |
| Now check the deuce release, we tell it like it is | |
| From grown mens to kids, lettin em know that God lives | |
| What up, dog, ha, the beast about to flip? | |
| This world ain' t gettin no better unless we don' t strive for it | |
| CHORUS: Vex | |
| So come in, and welcome to a humble abode | |
| Boogiemonsters, fat beats and rhymes is the mode | |
| Save the drama for your mama, coma or hit the road | |
| It' s time to get on down | |
| With that God Sound 2x | |
| VERSE 2: Vex | |
| Yo, I was born in Alaska, transported to Virginia | |
| Afar from the true origin of the north star | |
| A small child, my father makin moves through military | |
| Battlin heads on army bases for props, my life scary | |
| Never let a brother fall into his mode | |
| But everywhere I go it starts another episode | |
| Dig it, it takes a real strong brain to remain | |
| In the places I' ve been, worlds' s a waste, in sin | |
| I saw choppers and gats, missiles and maps | |
| Life of an army brat just pressured my rap | |
| But everywhere I go, from yesterday to tomorrow | |
| People cause episodes when we need to kill the drama | |
| Word | |
| CHORUS: Mondo 2x | |
| Mondo | |
| Yes y' all, movin to the beat | |
| You can settle down or just have a seat | |
| God Sound is in your area, it' s keepin up your block | |
| It got MC' s jumpin out them shoes and socks | |
| Now clearheaded is my method, press rewind when I speak | |
| I don' t need weed to help me think, relax, write rhymes and do beats | |
| Vex | |
| Now in a threeline design I gotta break down this ep' | |
| I' m steppin out of this ride as quiet is kept | |
| Out of nowhere three heads approach me in the night | |
| Like " Why you shoot our cousin?", lookin ready to fight | |
| I' m like " What?" then plow, before I know what I saw | |
| The biggest one, 200 pounds, stood me dead in the jaw | |
| But my man Ronnie Myers had the weapons on load | |
| And quickly ended yet another ill episode | |
| Mondo | |
| Have you ever seen those videos with the naked big booty girls | |
| And the MC be rhymin | |
| And you be like, " Yo, that joint is ill!" | |
| But chill, when a rapper think he' s slick, he can' t rhyme a lick | |
| So he presents the naked chick to cover up his lack of skill | |
| But chill, there' s another category of MC' s | |
| And it' s imperative that I hit em, cause I' m sick of em | |
| With the el in one hand, and the other be packin steel | |
| Y' all so fake it' s dangerous, sayin " I' m just tryin to keep it real" | |
| CHORUS: Mondo Vex 2x | |
| Vex | |
| Day in and day out I hear heads talk yang | |
| Out the side of they neck with a whole bunch of slang | |
| But it don' t change a thing, gunshots still ring | |
| Invited just to fly over, peep the lessons we show ya | |
| Never sweat what' s goin on behind your back over your shoulder | |
| It' s just another road to the next episode | |
| Haha | |
| Knawmean? | |
| So just chill | |
| CHORUS: Mondo Vex 2x | |
| Straight for 2000 | |
| Troy Hightower | |
| In the place to be | |
| BM' s international | |
| And you don' t stop | |
| It won' t stop | |
| And it don' t stop |
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