歌曲 | Ace Iz Wild |
歌手 | Masta Ace |
专辑 | Take a Look Around |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Masta Ace | |
Let's get wild | |
Yeah, master ace in the house | |
The whole action posse's in the house | |
Ice-u-rock's in the house, dj marley marl's in the house | |
Steady pace is in the house, and we gonna do it like this | |
So many new jacks and jills on the hill | |
But only one bucket, so fuck it, they get the dills | |
Cause you no frills, that means your name ain't household | |
Now watch that little mouse fold | |
You can't take the pressure from the cooker | |
Stood there looking soft, so i started hooking off | |
And took her, i know she used to be yours | |
Now she's riding on the bus with us and doing tours | |
Along with some other little runts | |
We call her a fall girl, she does so many stunts | |
And then she got liver, she did it with the guy that drives the bus | |
Now she's a screw driver | |
Master ace is flipping | |
Your grip is slipping, it's time i start stripping | |
Young ladies and the titles that hold 'em | |
I treat 'em like a pretzel: bend, stretch, and fold 'em | |
And i can do the same damage on stage | |
Black, white, or beige, you're gonna feel the rage | |
The same way the sluts with the big butts felt it | |
I'm not a dealer but i dealt it | |
So if you plan on riffing when i spank ya | |
Be prepared to grab your ankles because | |
(ace is wild!) no, not really | |
(ace is wild!) come on, you're acting silly | |
(ace is wild!) you know i'm just chilling | |
(ace is wild!) come on, stop illing | |
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for all of those | |
Who lost out, cause i was at the polls | |
And i saw the results as they came in | |
So many wild-ass ones that need taming | |
But i hold a whip and a chair | |
And i don't play fair, so you'd better stay there | |
Until i say "jump through the fire" | |
But i won't get burned, i learned to admire | |
>from way across the room first | |
And after i study, buddy, that's when i kick a verse | |
That's high powered, you got devoured | |
By the jaws of death, you little coward | |
Scared to step in this arena | |
Where the grass is greener, you're looking meaner and meaner | |
But your look ain't scaring me away | |
So i just stay and say words to make your head sway | |
Capital a-c-e, boy | |
Serving the masses, you'd better take some classes | |
If you want to hang with this here | |
And if you get near, i'll eat you like a pear (crunch) | |
But i don't really eat a lot of fruit | |
So say "ahh" (mmmmmmph!) now don't you look cute? | |
(ace is wild!) nah, no i'm not | |
(ace is wild!) i just like to bug a lot | |
(ace is wild!) leave me alone | |
(ace is wild!) turn up the microphone | |
(ace is wild!) yeah... | |
Mr. gangster, who you trying to kid? | |
Fake, flam, and fess and dress the way you did | |
This is a microphone war | |
You say you're well-known, but what are you known for? | |
A porno flick and a hard dick | |
And always bragging about the girls you stick | |
Title for king? yo i don't compete for that | |
Paid your dues? let me see a reciept for that | |
Somebody put you on yesterday | |
And you fess today, and that's just the way | |
A sucker is supposed to operate | |
Just turn on my mic and i'm straight | |
Now you fronting like you got a million g's | |
Just because you sold a couple of lp's | |
Now you walking around thinking you're the man | |
Cause you bought a little suit from dapper dan | |
But so what? you still ain't dapper | |
Holding the mic makes you look like a rapper | |
But you're just a sloppy copy cat | |
Front on me and i'm a hit you with a bat | |
Bottom of the nineth, two out, and i'm at the plate | |
And smack! over the left field gate | |
That's where your head goes, you're rudolph the red nosed | |
And you can't join in, you shouldn't have said those | |
Rhymes that sound so merrily merrily | |
Since you're soft like poundcake from sarah lee | |
I might cut a slice, then say "what a nice | |
Sucker to gobble up with beans and rice" | |
You fat little rat from the sewer | |
I eat you like a meal, pass you like maneuer | |
Put you in the garden where my flower grows | |
Then where's your power? tell me where your power goes | |
Somebody does your dirty work for you | |
Throw up your hands like a man so i can floor you | |
And oh, if you pull a jammie | |
You can run from brooklyn to miami | |
>from miami to nevada | |
You'd better have a lotta, i mean a whole knot of | |
Payola, cause i'm about to roll a | |
Mic like a cess joint, so brother here's a bowl of | |
Pride, now eat it up | |
Cause i get kind of wild when i heat it up | |
(ace is wild!) nah, not really | |
(ace is wild!) come on, you're acting silly | |
(ace is wild!) you know i'm just chilling | |
(ace is wild!) yo yo yo, stop illing | |
(ace is wild!) no, i'm not | |
(ace is wild!) i feel kinda hot | |
(ace is wild!) but i'm not acting wild | |
(ace is wild!) you know that ain't my style | |
(ace is wild!) you know i'm just cooling | |
(ace is wild!) and also i'm ruling | |
(ace is wild!) i ain't messing with nobody | |
(ace is wild!) i just wanna have a party | |
(ace is wild!) no, no | |
(ace is wild!) come on, yo | |
(ace is wild!) it's me and marley marl | |
(ace is wild!) and i'm the music man, y'all |
zuo ci : Masta Ace | |
Let' s get wild | |
Yeah, master ace in the house | |
The whole action posse' s in the house | |
Iceurock' s in the house, dj marley marl' s in the house | |
Steady pace is in the house, and we gonna do it like this | |
So many new jacks and jills on the hill | |
But only one bucket, so fuck it, they get the dills | |
Cause you no frills, that means your name ain' t household | |
Now watch that little mouse fold | |
You can' t take the pressure from the cooker | |
Stood there looking soft, so i started hooking off | |
And took her, i know she used to be yours | |
Now she' s riding on the bus with us and doing tours | |
Along with some other little runts | |
We call her a fall girl, she does so many stunts | |
And then she got liver, she did it with the guy that drives the bus | |
Now she' s a screw driver | |
Master ace is flipping | |
Your grip is slipping, it' s time i start stripping | |
Young ladies and the titles that hold ' em | |
I treat ' em like a pretzel: bend, stretch, and fold ' em | |
And i can do the same damage on stage | |
Black, white, or beige, you' re gonna feel the rage | |
The same way the sluts with the big butts felt it | |
I' m not a dealer but i dealt it | |
So if you plan on riffing when i spank ya | |
Be prepared to grab your ankles because | |
ace is wild! no, not really | |
ace is wild! come on, you' re acting silly | |
ace is wild! you know i' m just chilling | |
ace is wild! come on, stop illing | |
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for all of those | |
Who lost out, cause i was at the polls | |
And i saw the results as they came in | |
So many wildass ones that need taming | |
But i hold a whip and a chair | |
And i don' t play fair, so you' d better stay there | |
Until i say " jump through the fire" | |
But i won' t get burned, i learned to admire | |
from way across the room first | |
And after i study, buddy, that' s when i kick a verse | |
That' s high powered, you got devoured | |
By the jaws of death, you little coward | |
Scared to step in this arena | |
Where the grass is greener, you' re looking meaner and meaner | |
But your look ain' t scaring me away | |
So i just stay and say words to make your head sway | |
Capital ace, boy | |
Serving the masses, you' d better take some classes | |
If you want to hang with this here | |
And if you get near, i' ll eat you like a pear crunch | |
But i don' t really eat a lot of fruit | |
So say " ahh" mmmmmmph! now don' t you look cute? | |
ace is wild! nah, no i' m not | |
ace is wild! i just like to bug a lot | |
ace is wild! leave me alone | |
ace is wild! turn up the microphone | |
ace is wild! yeah... | |
Mr. gangster, who you trying to kid? | |
Fake, flam, and fess and dress the way you did | |
This is a microphone war | |
You say you' re wellknown, but what are you known for? | |
A porno flick and a hard dick | |
And always bragging about the girls you stick | |
Title for king? yo i don' t compete for that | |
Paid your dues? let me see a reciept for that | |
Somebody put you on yesterday | |
And you fess today, and that' s just the way | |
A sucker is supposed to operate | |
Just turn on my mic and i' m straight | |
Now you fronting like you got a million g' s | |
Just because you sold a couple of lp' s | |
Now you walking around thinking you' re the man | |
Cause you bought a little suit from dapper dan | |
But so what? you still ain' t dapper | |
Holding the mic makes you look like a rapper | |
But you' re just a sloppy copy cat | |
Front on me and i' m a hit you with a bat | |
Bottom of the nineth, two out, and i' m at the plate | |
And smack! over the left field gate | |
That' s where your head goes, you' re rudolph the red nosed | |
And you can' t join in, you shouldn' t have said those | |
Rhymes that sound so merrily merrily | |
Since you' re soft like poundcake from sarah lee | |
I might cut a slice, then say " what a nice | |
Sucker to gobble up with beans and rice" | |
You fat little rat from the sewer | |
I eat you like a meal, pass you like maneuer | |
Put you in the garden where my flower grows | |
Then where' s your power? tell me where your power goes | |
Somebody does your dirty work for you | |
Throw up your hands like a man so i can floor you | |
And oh, if you pull a jammie | |
You can run from brooklyn to miami | |
from miami to nevada | |
You' d better have a lotta, i mean a whole knot of | |
Payola, cause i' m about to roll a | |
Mic like a cess joint, so brother here' s a bowl of | |
Pride, now eat it up | |
Cause i get kind of wild when i heat it up | |
ace is wild! nah, not really | |
ace is wild! come on, you' re acting silly | |
ace is wild! you know i' m just chilling | |
ace is wild! yo yo yo, stop illing | |
ace is wild! no, i' m not | |
ace is wild! i feel kinda hot | |
ace is wild! but i' m not acting wild | |
ace is wild! you know that ain' t my style | |
ace is wild! you know i' m just cooling | |
ace is wild! and also i' m ruling | |
ace is wild! i ain' t messing with nobody | |
ace is wild! i just wanna have a party | |
ace is wild! no, no | |
ace is wild! come on, yo | |
ace is wild! it' s me and marley marl | |
ace is wild! and i' m the music man, y' all |
zuò cí : Masta Ace | |
Let' s get wild | |
Yeah, master ace in the house | |
The whole action posse' s in the house | |
Iceurock' s in the house, dj marley marl' s in the house | |
Steady pace is in the house, and we gonna do it like this | |
So many new jacks and jills on the hill | |
But only one bucket, so fuck it, they get the dills | |
Cause you no frills, that means your name ain' t household | |
Now watch that little mouse fold | |
You can' t take the pressure from the cooker | |
Stood there looking soft, so i started hooking off | |
And took her, i know she used to be yours | |
Now she' s riding on the bus with us and doing tours | |
Along with some other little runts | |
We call her a fall girl, she does so many stunts | |
And then she got liver, she did it with the guy that drives the bus | |
Now she' s a screw driver | |
Master ace is flipping | |
Your grip is slipping, it' s time i start stripping | |
Young ladies and the titles that hold ' em | |
I treat ' em like a pretzel: bend, stretch, and fold ' em | |
And i can do the same damage on stage | |
Black, white, or beige, you' re gonna feel the rage | |
The same way the sluts with the big butts felt it | |
I' m not a dealer but i dealt it | |
So if you plan on riffing when i spank ya | |
Be prepared to grab your ankles because | |
ace is wild! no, not really | |
ace is wild! come on, you' re acting silly | |
ace is wild! you know i' m just chilling | |
ace is wild! come on, stop illing | |
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for all of those | |
Who lost out, cause i was at the polls | |
And i saw the results as they came in | |
So many wildass ones that need taming | |
But i hold a whip and a chair | |
And i don' t play fair, so you' d better stay there | |
Until i say " jump through the fire" | |
But i won' t get burned, i learned to admire | |
from way across the room first | |
And after i study, buddy, that' s when i kick a verse | |
That' s high powered, you got devoured | |
By the jaws of death, you little coward | |
Scared to step in this arena | |
Where the grass is greener, you' re looking meaner and meaner | |
But your look ain' t scaring me away | |
So i just stay and say words to make your head sway | |
Capital ace, boy | |
Serving the masses, you' d better take some classes | |
If you want to hang with this here | |
And if you get near, i' ll eat you like a pear crunch | |
But i don' t really eat a lot of fruit | |
So say " ahh" mmmmmmph! now don' t you look cute? | |
ace is wild! nah, no i' m not | |
ace is wild! i just like to bug a lot | |
ace is wild! leave me alone | |
ace is wild! turn up the microphone | |
ace is wild! yeah... | |
Mr. gangster, who you trying to kid? | |
Fake, flam, and fess and dress the way you did | |
This is a microphone war | |
You say you' re wellknown, but what are you known for? | |
A porno flick and a hard dick | |
And always bragging about the girls you stick | |
Title for king? yo i don' t compete for that | |
Paid your dues? let me see a reciept for that | |
Somebody put you on yesterday | |
And you fess today, and that' s just the way | |
A sucker is supposed to operate | |
Just turn on my mic and i' m straight | |
Now you fronting like you got a million g' s | |
Just because you sold a couple of lp' s | |
Now you walking around thinking you' re the man | |
Cause you bought a little suit from dapper dan | |
But so what? you still ain' t dapper | |
Holding the mic makes you look like a rapper | |
But you' re just a sloppy copy cat | |
Front on me and i' m a hit you with a bat | |
Bottom of the nineth, two out, and i' m at the plate | |
And smack! over the left field gate | |
That' s where your head goes, you' re rudolph the red nosed | |
And you can' t join in, you shouldn' t have said those | |
Rhymes that sound so merrily merrily | |
Since you' re soft like poundcake from sarah lee | |
I might cut a slice, then say " what a nice | |
Sucker to gobble up with beans and rice" | |
You fat little rat from the sewer | |
I eat you like a meal, pass you like maneuer | |
Put you in the garden where my flower grows | |
Then where' s your power? tell me where your power goes | |
Somebody does your dirty work for you | |
Throw up your hands like a man so i can floor you | |
And oh, if you pull a jammie | |
You can run from brooklyn to miami | |
from miami to nevada | |
You' d better have a lotta, i mean a whole knot of | |
Payola, cause i' m about to roll a | |
Mic like a cess joint, so brother here' s a bowl of | |
Pride, now eat it up | |
Cause i get kind of wild when i heat it up | |
ace is wild! nah, not really | |
ace is wild! come on, you' re acting silly | |
ace is wild! you know i' m just chilling | |
ace is wild! yo yo yo, stop illing | |
ace is wild! no, i' m not | |
ace is wild! i feel kinda hot | |
ace is wild! but i' m not acting wild | |
ace is wild! you know that ain' t my style | |
ace is wild! you know i' m just cooling | |
ace is wild! and also i' m ruling | |
ace is wild! i ain' t messing with nobody | |
ace is wild! i just wanna have a party | |
ace is wild! no, no | |
ace is wild! come on, yo | |
ace is wild! it' s me and marley marl | |
ace is wild! and i' m the music man, y' all |