歌曲 | Accordion |
歌手 | Madvillain |
专辑 | Madvillainy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Dumile, Jackson |
[00:19.62] | Livin' off borrowed time, the clock tick faster |
[00:22.01] | That'd be the hour they knock the slick blaster |
[00:24.39] | Dick Dastardly and Muttley with sick laughter |
[00:26.90] | A gun fight and they come to cut the mixmaster |
[00:29.21] | I-C-E cold, nice to be old |
[00:31.76] | Y2G steed twice to threefold |
[00:34.66] | He sold scrolls, lo and behold |
[00:36.81] | Know who's the illest ever like the greatest story told |
[00:39.49] | Keep your glory, gold and glitter |
[00:41.95] | For have half of his niggaz'll take him out the picture |
[00:43.89] | The other half is rich and it don't mean sh*t-ta |
[00:46.49] | Villain a mixture between both with a twist of liquor |
[00:49.14] | Chase it with more beer, taste it like truth or dare |
[00:51.55] | When he have the mic it's like the place get like: 'Aw yeah!' |
[00:54.74] | It's like they know what's 'bout to happen |
[00:56.49] | Just keep ya eye out, like aye, aye cap'n |
[00:59.10] | Is he still a fly guy clappin' if nobody ain't hear it |
[01:01.95] | And can they testify from inner spirit (no) |
[01:04.79] | In living, the true gods |
[01:06.39] | Givin' y'all nothing but the lick like two broads |
[01:08.97] | And he hold the mic and your attention like two swords (even that) |
[01:14.57] | Or even one with two blades on it |
[01:16.36] | Hey you, don't touch the mic like it's AIDS on it (ya) |
[01:19.30] | It's like the end to the means |
[01:21.60] | F*cked type of message that sends to the fiends |
[01:23.95] | That's why he brings his own needles |
[01:26.35] | And get more cheese than Doritos, Cheetos or Fritos |
[01:30.04] | Slip like Freudian |
[01:31.40] | Your first and last step to playin' yourself like accordion |
[01:39.69] | When he at the mic you don't go next |
[01:41.15] | Even pussy cats like why hoes need Kotex |
[01:43.65] | Exercise index won't need Bowflex |
[01:45.94] | And won't take the one with no skinny legs like Joe Tex |
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[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Dumile, Jackson |
[00:19.62] | Livin' off borrowed time, the clock tick faster |
[00:22.01] | That' d be the hour they knock the slick blaster |
[00:24.39] | Dick Dastardly and Muttley with sick laughter |
[00:26.90] | A gun fight and they come to cut the mixmaster |
[00:29.21] | ICE cold, nice to be old |
[00:31.76] | Y2G steed twice to threefold |
[00:34.66] | He sold scrolls, lo and behold |
[00:36.81] | Know who' s the illest ever like the greatest story told |
[00:39.49] | Keep your glory, gold and glitter |
[00:41.95] | For have half of his niggaz' ll take him out the picture |
[00:43.89] | The other half is rich and it don' t mean sh tta |
[00:46.49] | Villain a mixture between both with a twist of liquor |
[00:49.14] | Chase it with more beer, taste it like truth or dare |
[00:51.55] | When he have the mic it' s like the place get like: ' Aw yeah!' |
[00:54.74] | It' s like they know what' s ' bout to happen |
[00:56.49] | Just keep ya eye out, like aye, aye cap' n |
[00:59.10] | Is he still a fly guy clappin' if nobody ain' t hear it |
[01:01.95] | And can they testify from inner spirit no |
[01:04.79] | In living, the true gods |
[01:06.39] | Givin' y' all nothing but the lick like two broads |
[01:08.97] | And he hold the mic and your attention like two swords even that |
[01:14.57] | Or even one with two blades on it |
[01:16.36] | Hey you, don' t touch the mic like it' s AIDS on it ya |
[01:19.30] | It' s like the end to the means |
[01:21.60] | F cked type of message that sends to the fiends |
[01:23.95] | That' s why he brings his own needles |
[01:26.35] | And get more cheese than Doritos, Cheetos or Fritos |
[01:30.04] | Slip like Freudian |
[01:31.40] | Your first and last step to playin' yourself like accordion |
[01:39.69] | When he at the mic you don' t go next |
[01:41.15] | Even pussy cats like why hoes need Kotex |
[01:43.65] | Exercise index won' t need Bowflex |
[01:45.94] | And won' t take the one with no skinny legs like Joe Tex |
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[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Dumile, Jackson |
[00:19.62] | Livin' off borrowed time, the clock tick faster |
[00:22.01] | That' d be the hour they knock the slick blaster |
[00:24.39] | Dick Dastardly and Muttley with sick laughter |
[00:26.90] | A gun fight and they come to cut the mixmaster |
[00:29.21] | ICE cold, nice to be old |
[00:31.76] | Y2G steed twice to threefold |
[00:34.66] | He sold scrolls, lo and behold |
[00:36.81] | Know who' s the illest ever like the greatest story told |
[00:39.49] | Keep your glory, gold and glitter |
[00:41.95] | For have half of his niggaz' ll take him out the picture |
[00:43.89] | The other half is rich and it don' t mean sh tta |
[00:46.49] | Villain a mixture between both with a twist of liquor |
[00:49.14] | Chase it with more beer, taste it like truth or dare |
[00:51.55] | When he have the mic it' s like the place get like: ' Aw yeah!' |
[00:54.74] | It' s like they know what' s ' bout to happen |
[00:56.49] | Just keep ya eye out, like aye, aye cap' n |
[00:59.10] | Is he still a fly guy clappin' if nobody ain' t hear it |
[01:01.95] | And can they testify from inner spirit no |
[01:04.79] | In living, the true gods |
[01:06.39] | Givin' y' all nothing but the lick like two broads |
[01:08.97] | And he hold the mic and your attention like two swords even that |
[01:14.57] | Or even one with two blades on it |
[01:16.36] | Hey you, don' t touch the mic like it' s AIDS on it ya |
[01:19.30] | It' s like the end to the means |
[01:21.60] | F cked type of message that sends to the fiends |
[01:23.95] | That' s why he brings his own needles |
[01:26.35] | And get more cheese than Doritos, Cheetos or Fritos |
[01:30.04] | Slip like Freudian |
[01:31.40] | Your first and last step to playin' yourself like accordion |
[01:39.69] | When he at the mic you don' t go next |
[01:41.15] | Even pussy cats like why hoes need Kotex |
[01:43.65] | Exercise index won' t need Bowflex |
[01:45.94] | And won' t take the one with no skinny legs like Joe Tex |