歌曲 | Whole Lotta Love Goin on in the Middle of Hell |
歌手 | Public Enemy |
专辑 | Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : D., G Wiz, Studdah Man | |
Whole lotta love goin' on | |
In da middle of what? | |
Say what?What's goin' on? | |
I leave 'em home alone | |
Dey turned into danger zones | |
Studio shootouts, leavin' no doubt | |
In da eyes of the wise | |
And not for other guys | |
Fantasize an' gettin' nat rep | |
Makin' you move | |
While they disturb the groove | |
Now the party's over, oops | |
Outta time | |
Yo, my brother, can you spare a crime? | |
Some wanna take me out | |
I even call 'em my own(Can't we all just get along?) | |
Rap iz a contact sport | |
Can I get support? | |
When I hum to da maximum | |
What I talk is straight | |
From da sidewalk strong | |
The velt New | |
York112 beatz a minute | |
An' I'm flowin' in it | |
Have no mercy | |
To da ones that curse me | |
And when I'm in da paint | |
The feudin' might be over | |
But the fussin' ain't | |
Some hate the way | |
I say 'em' | |
Cause I clock 'em like | |
Zo to da A | |
MBeginnin' of an end of an error | |
Incredible shrinkin' race | |
Fiend without a face | |
Still got love for 'em | |
But some ain't got no love | |
For the rest of us | |
So my boys get iller than | |
IllinoisReturn to da noise | |
I'd rather fall off | |
Than fall victim of crime | |
And a low percentage rhyme | |
If I go down they ain't goin' wit me | |
So ya'll come get me, come on | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
Come on, come on, come on, come on |
zuo ci : D., G Wiz, Studdah Man | |
Whole lotta love goin' on | |
In da middle of what? | |
Say what? What' s goin' on? | |
I leave ' em home alone | |
Dey turned into danger zones | |
Studio shootouts, leavin' no doubt | |
In da eyes of the wise | |
And not for other guys | |
Fantasize an' gettin' nat rep | |
Makin' you move | |
While they disturb the groove | |
Now the party' s over, oops | |
Outta time | |
Yo, my brother, can you spare a crime? | |
Some wanna take me out | |
I even call ' em my own Can' t we all just get along? | |
Rap iz a contact sport | |
Can I get support? | |
When I hum to da maximum | |
What I talk is straight | |
From da sidewalk strong | |
The velt New | |
York112 beatz a minute | |
An' I' m flowin' in it | |
Have no mercy | |
To da ones that curse me | |
And when I' m in da paint | |
The feudin' might be over | |
But the fussin' ain' t | |
Some hate the way | |
I say ' em' | |
Cause I clock ' em like | |
Zo to da A | |
MBeginnin' of an end of an error | |
Incredible shrinkin' race | |
Fiend without a face | |
Still got love for ' em | |
But some ain' t got no love | |
For the rest of us | |
So my boys get iller than | |
IllinoisReturn to da noise | |
I' d rather fall off | |
Than fall victim of crime | |
And a low percentage rhyme | |
If I go down they ain' t goin' wit me | |
So ya' ll come get me, come on | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
Come on, come on, come on, come on |
zuò cí : D., G Wiz, Studdah Man | |
Whole lotta love goin' on | |
In da middle of what? | |
Say what? What' s goin' on? | |
I leave ' em home alone | |
Dey turned into danger zones | |
Studio shootouts, leavin' no doubt | |
In da eyes of the wise | |
And not for other guys | |
Fantasize an' gettin' nat rep | |
Makin' you move | |
While they disturb the groove | |
Now the party' s over, oops | |
Outta time | |
Yo, my brother, can you spare a crime? | |
Some wanna take me out | |
I even call ' em my own Can' t we all just get along? | |
Rap iz a contact sport | |
Can I get support? | |
When I hum to da maximum | |
What I talk is straight | |
From da sidewalk strong | |
The velt New | |
York112 beatz a minute | |
An' I' m flowin' in it | |
Have no mercy | |
To da ones that curse me | |
And when I' m in da paint | |
The feudin' might be over | |
But the fussin' ain' t | |
Some hate the way | |
I say ' em' | |
Cause I clock ' em like | |
Zo to da A | |
MBeginnin' of an end of an error | |
Incredible shrinkin' race | |
Fiend without a face | |
Still got love for ' em | |
But some ain' t got no love | |
For the rest of us | |
So my boys get iller than | |
IllinoisReturn to da noise | |
I' d rather fall off | |
Than fall victim of crime | |
And a low percentage rhyme | |
If I go down they ain' t goin' wit me | |
So ya' ll come get me, come on | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
Come on, come on, come on, come on |