歌曲 | All Caps |
歌手 | Madvillain |
专辑 | Madvillainy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dumile, Jackson | |
So nasty that it's probably somewhat of a travesty | |
Having me daily told the people | |
"You can call me 'Your Majesty'" | |
Keep your battery charged | |
You know it won't stick, yo | |
And it's not his fault you kick slow | |
Should've let your trick 'ho chick hold your sick glow | |
Plus nobody couldn't do nothin' once he let the brick go | |
And you know I know that's a bunch of snow | |
The beat is so butter | |
Peep the slow cutter | |
As he utters the calm flow (Yo mutha) | |
Don't talk about my moms, yo | |
Sometimes he rhyme quick, sometimes he rhyme slow | |
And vice versa | |
Whip up a slice of nice verse pie | |
Hit it on the first try | |
Villain: The Worst Guy | |
Spot hot tracks like spot a pair of fat asses | |
Shots of the scotch from out of square shot glasses | |
And he won't stop 'till he got the masses | |
An' show 'em what they know now through flows of hot molasses | |
Do it like a robot to headspin to boogaloo | |
Took a few minutes to convince the average bug-a-boo | |
It's ugly, like look at you! It's a damn shame | |
Just remember All Caps when you spell the man name | |
And you know it like a poet, like baby doll | |
I bet she tried to say she gave me her all, she played ball | |
All bets off! The Villain got the dice rigged | |
And they say he accosted the man with the sliced wig | |
Allegedly, the investigation is still ongoing | |
In this pesky inition he gots the best con flowin' | |
The pot doubles, now they really got troubles | |
Madman never go *pop*!, like snot bubbles |
zuo qu : Dumile, Jackson | |
So nasty that it' s probably somewhat of a travesty | |
Having me daily told the people | |
" You can call me ' Your Majesty'" | |
Keep your battery charged | |
You know it won' t stick, yo | |
And it' s not his fault you kick slow | |
Should' ve let your trick ' ho chick hold your sick glow | |
Plus nobody couldn' t do nothin' once he let the brick go | |
And you know I know that' s a bunch of snow | |
The beat is so butter | |
Peep the slow cutter | |
As he utters the calm flow Yo mutha | |
Don' t talk about my moms, yo | |
Sometimes he rhyme quick, sometimes he rhyme slow | |
And vice versa | |
Whip up a slice of nice verse pie | |
Hit it on the first try | |
Villain: The Worst Guy | |
Spot hot tracks like spot a pair of fat asses | |
Shots of the scotch from out of square shot glasses | |
And he won' t stop ' till he got the masses | |
An' show ' em what they know now through flows of hot molasses | |
Do it like a robot to headspin to boogaloo | |
Took a few minutes to convince the average bugaboo | |
It' s ugly, like look at you! It' s a damn shame | |
Just remember All Caps when you spell the man name | |
And you know it like a poet, like baby doll | |
I bet she tried to say she gave me her all, she played ball | |
All bets off! The Villain got the dice rigged | |
And they say he accosted the man with the sliced wig | |
Allegedly, the investigation is still ongoing | |
In this pesky inition he gots the best con flowin' | |
The pot doubles, now they really got troubles | |
Madman never go pop!, like snot bubbles |
zuò qǔ : Dumile, Jackson | |
So nasty that it' s probably somewhat of a travesty | |
Having me daily told the people | |
" You can call me ' Your Majesty'" | |
Keep your battery charged | |
You know it won' t stick, yo | |
And it' s not his fault you kick slow | |
Should' ve let your trick ' ho chick hold your sick glow | |
Plus nobody couldn' t do nothin' once he let the brick go | |
And you know I know that' s a bunch of snow | |
The beat is so butter | |
Peep the slow cutter | |
As he utters the calm flow Yo mutha | |
Don' t talk about my moms, yo | |
Sometimes he rhyme quick, sometimes he rhyme slow | |
And vice versa | |
Whip up a slice of nice verse pie | |
Hit it on the first try | |
Villain: The Worst Guy | |
Spot hot tracks like spot a pair of fat asses | |
Shots of the scotch from out of square shot glasses | |
And he won' t stop ' till he got the masses | |
An' show ' em what they know now through flows of hot molasses | |
Do it like a robot to headspin to boogaloo | |
Took a few minutes to convince the average bugaboo | |
It' s ugly, like look at you! It' s a damn shame | |
Just remember All Caps when you spell the man name | |
And you know it like a poet, like baby doll | |
I bet she tried to say she gave me her all, she played ball | |
All bets off! The Villain got the dice rigged | |
And they say he accosted the man with the sliced wig | |
Allegedly, the investigation is still ongoing | |
In this pesky inition he gots the best con flowin' | |
The pot doubles, now they really got troubles | |
Madman never go pop!, like snot bubbles |