The Lunchroom Table Lyrics
| Song | The Lunchroom Table |
| Artist | Boogiemonsters |
| Album | God Sound |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : McCann, Pollard | |
| ( *lunchroom scene* ) | |
| Aiyo, save me, save me a seat, yo | |
| Yo, ain't no skippin in line | |
| Ain't no skippin in line! | |
| You can't skip in the line | |
| Get off me, man! | |
| Mr. Hightower, Mr. Hightower... | |
| Yo, where my man M-o at? | |
| Yo yo! | |
| Yo, what's up, yo? | |
| Come over this way, yo | |
| Hit that beat for me one time, you know how we do | |
| ( *Mondo starts banging on the table* ) | |
| ( Vex ) | |
| Uh, Black Hole Sun, Vortex | |
| Six million ways to die, I choose none | |
| Vortex got demons on the run | |
| Vortex out to slay Satan before the day is done | |
| Vortex, I'm like brave Grandmasters of kung-fu flicks | |
| Movin words of perfection in every direction | |
| Convection heats up the microphone I freeze | |
| When I bust Jehova bring breeze to a gust | |
| Thrust my rhyme through the woofers and the tweeters of your speakers | |
| Sound is below zero | |
| The mic's two tons in my hand on the ground | |
| I lift it to my brain, no strain, let it snow brimstone when I rain | |
| I'm vertical, move it in nautical miles of styles | |
| Volatile vocal ( ? ) bionics moving physical bodies with third eye | |
| Grandmaster of intellectual power, how much can a black hole devour | |
| All that's in the world with my gravity | |
| 7 point in my brain, poke this through your chest cavity | |
| Rhymes get complicated when they activated | |
| The devil hestitated, in battle got designated, now I made it | |
| To the top of Mount Zion, holy Mount Zion | |
| ( ? ) they banter, soldiers of ( ? ) | |
| I be generatin on my energy like gamma | |
| Just wanna kick a rhyme like my grandma | |
| Let that lyric through your dome | |
| Travelling through your veins and your brain | |
| I'm Jah cyclone | |
| So as I conject a microphone dissector | |
| Bring it back, wheel it up, selector | |
| Ha-ha, ha-ha | |
| Yeah | |
| This piece of hip-hop culture goes out | |
| To all our peoples across the map | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| The foundation: | |
| Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, Long Island | |
| Uptown, word | |
| To East Philly, Baltimore, D.C., Richmond, Norfolk, Hampton, Atlanta | |
| The Carolinas, Miami, word up | |
| Yo, this goes out to the West coast | |
| San Fran, the Bay Area | |
| L.A., Oakland, ya knaw I mean | |
| We all the way out there, word | |
| To my peoples overseas | |
| London, Amsterdam, (Name) and Fort Hamilton | |
| (Name), Nürnberg, (Name), Fort (Name) | |
| ( Mondo ) | |
| My hand is hurting | |
| My hand is hurting | |
| ( Vex ) | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| ...army bases | |
| Paris, Tokyo, (Name), Puerto Rico | |
| Okinawa, Korea, Spain and the Central | |
| Chicago, Columbus, Milwaukee, Dallas | |
| And the Islands | |
| Jamaica, Trinidad, Barbados, Bermuda, St. (Name) | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| All them heads at them black universities | |
| BSU, (Name), MSU, (Names), HU, NSU, Howard, DSU | |
| Chillin up in (Name) | |
| You know what this all about | |
| Word up | |
| Boogiemonsters worldwide | |
| ( *schoolbell rings* ) | |
| ( teacher ) | |
| You little rugrats get out of here this instant | |
| Lunch is over! |
| zuo ci : McCann, Pollard | |
| lunchroom scene | |
| Aiyo, save me, save me a seat, yo | |
| Yo, ain' t no skippin in line | |
| Ain' t no skippin in line! | |
| You can' t skip in the line | |
| Get off me, man! | |
| Mr. Hightower, Mr. Hightower... | |
| Yo, where my man Mo at? | |
| Yo yo! | |
| Yo, what' s up, yo? | |
| Come over this way, yo | |
| Hit that beat for me one time, you know how we do | |
| Mondo starts banging on the table | |
| Vex | |
| Uh, Black Hole Sun, Vortex | |
| Six million ways to die, I choose none | |
| Vortex got demons on the run | |
| Vortex out to slay Satan before the day is done | |
| Vortex, I' m like brave Grandmasters of kungfu flicks | |
| Movin words of perfection in every direction | |
| Convection heats up the microphone I freeze | |
| When I bust Jehova bring breeze to a gust | |
| Thrust my rhyme through the woofers and the tweeters of your speakers | |
| Sound is below zero | |
| The mic' s two tons in my hand on the ground | |
| I lift it to my brain, no strain, let it snow brimstone when I rain | |
| I' m vertical, move it in nautical miles of styles | |
| Volatile vocal nbsp? bionics moving physical bodies with third eye | |
| Grandmaster of intellectual power, how much can a black hole devour | |
| All that' s in the world with my gravity | |
| 7 point in my brain, poke this through your chest cavity | |
| Rhymes get complicated when they activated | |
| The devil hestitated, in battle got designated, now I made it | |
| To the top of Mount Zion, holy Mount Zion | |
| nbsp? they banter, soldiers of nbsp? | |
| I be generatin on my energy like gamma | |
| Just wanna kick a rhyme like my grandma | |
| Let that lyric through your dome | |
| Travelling through your veins and your brain | |
| I' m Jah cyclone | |
| So as I conject a microphone dissector | |
| Bring it back, wheel it up, selector | |
| Haha, haha | |
| Yeah | |
| This piece of hiphop culture goes out | |
| To all our peoples across the map | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| The foundation: | |
| Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, Long Island | |
| Uptown, word | |
| To East Philly, Baltimore, D. C., Richmond, Norfolk, Hampton, Atlanta | |
| The Carolinas, Miami, word up | |
| Yo, this goes out to the West coast | |
| San Fran, the Bay Area | |
| L. A., Oakland, ya knaw I mean | |
| We all the way out there, word | |
| To my peoples overseas | |
| London, Amsterdam, Name and Fort Hamilton | |
| Name, Nü rnberg, Name, Fort Name | |
| Mondo | |
| My hand is hurting | |
| My hand is hurting | |
| Vex | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| ... army bases | |
| Paris, Tokyo, Name, Puerto Rico | |
| Okinawa, Korea, Spain and the Central | |
| Chicago, Columbus, Milwaukee, Dallas | |
| And the Islands | |
| Jamaica, Trinidad, Barbados, Bermuda, St. Name | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| All them heads at them black universities | |
| BSU, Name, MSU, Names, HU, NSU, Howard, DSU | |
| Chillin up in Name | |
| You know what this all about | |
| Word up | |
| Boogiemonsters worldwide | |
| schoolbell rings | |
| teacher | |
| You little rugrats get out of here this instant | |
| Lunch is over! |
| zuò cí : McCann, Pollard | |
| lunchroom scene | |
| Aiyo, save me, save me a seat, yo | |
| Yo, ain' t no skippin in line | |
| Ain' t no skippin in line! | |
| You can' t skip in the line | |
| Get off me, man! | |
| Mr. Hightower, Mr. Hightower... | |
| Yo, where my man Mo at? | |
| Yo yo! | |
| Yo, what' s up, yo? | |
| Come over this way, yo | |
| Hit that beat for me one time, you know how we do | |
| Mondo starts banging on the table | |
| Vex | |
| Uh, Black Hole Sun, Vortex | |
| Six million ways to die, I choose none | |
| Vortex got demons on the run | |
| Vortex out to slay Satan before the day is done | |
| Vortex, I' m like brave Grandmasters of kungfu flicks | |
| Movin words of perfection in every direction | |
| Convection heats up the microphone I freeze | |
| When I bust Jehova bring breeze to a gust | |
| Thrust my rhyme through the woofers and the tweeters of your speakers | |
| Sound is below zero | |
| The mic' s two tons in my hand on the ground | |
| I lift it to my brain, no strain, let it snow brimstone when I rain | |
| I' m vertical, move it in nautical miles of styles | |
| Volatile vocal nbsp? bionics moving physical bodies with third eye | |
| Grandmaster of intellectual power, how much can a black hole devour | |
| All that' s in the world with my gravity | |
| 7 point in my brain, poke this through your chest cavity | |
| Rhymes get complicated when they activated | |
| The devil hestitated, in battle got designated, now I made it | |
| To the top of Mount Zion, holy Mount Zion | |
| nbsp? they banter, soldiers of nbsp? | |
| I be generatin on my energy like gamma | |
| Just wanna kick a rhyme like my grandma | |
| Let that lyric through your dome | |
| Travelling through your veins and your brain | |
| I' m Jah cyclone | |
| So as I conject a microphone dissector | |
| Bring it back, wheel it up, selector | |
| Haha, haha | |
| Yeah | |
| This piece of hiphop culture goes out | |
| To all our peoples across the map | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| The foundation: | |
| Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, Long Island | |
| Uptown, word | |
| To East Philly, Baltimore, D. C., Richmond, Norfolk, Hampton, Atlanta | |
| The Carolinas, Miami, word up | |
| Yo, this goes out to the West coast | |
| San Fran, the Bay Area | |
| L. A., Oakland, ya knaw I mean | |
| We all the way out there, word | |
| To my peoples overseas | |
| London, Amsterdam, Name and Fort Hamilton | |
| Name, Nü rnberg, Name, Fort Name | |
| Mondo | |
| My hand is hurting | |
| My hand is hurting | |
| Vex | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| ... army bases | |
| Paris, Tokyo, Name, Puerto Rico | |
| Okinawa, Korea, Spain and the Central | |
| Chicago, Columbus, Milwaukee, Dallas | |
| And the Islands | |
| Jamaica, Trinidad, Barbados, Bermuda, St. Name | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| All them heads at them black universities | |
| BSU, Name, MSU, Names, HU, NSU, Howard, DSU | |
| Chillin up in Name | |
| You know what this all about | |
| Word up | |
| Boogiemonsters worldwide | |
| schoolbell rings | |
| teacher | |
| You little rugrats get out of here this instant | |
| Lunch is over! |
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