歌曲 | Blood, Sweat & No Tears |
歌手 | Stetsasonic |
专辑 | Blood, Sweat & No Tears |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bolton, Huston, Wright | |
Kick it in, | |
Paul Yeah | |
And yes yes y'all | |
Yo, can we take this up a little higher? | |
To the next plateau? | |
Yo D, you wanna show em some freestyle or what? | |
Aight I'm goin first, | |
I'm goin first | |
Check it out [ Daddy-O ] | |
Ch-ch-check out the news, never singin the blues | |
It's your choice, so it takes you to choose | |
The best in rap, the best in r&b | |
The best in rock, the best in p-o-p | |
Who works the hardest, sweats the most | |
Who was on camera (click-click) and who was the host | |
I say the | |
Daddy, D-a-double d-y | |
O - here's another hero | |
Tryin to stop the flow, | |
I say hell no | |
It ain't that much stoppin a | |
Rambo (Prah-prah-prah) | |
Proceed to give you what you need | |
Wise words to speak, so take heed | |
Stompin MC's like a pesty rodent | |
Outsell em all like | |
Bazooka does | |
Trident Too much heat? | |
Get the fuck out the kitchen | |
You'll take a hike, so you better start hitchin | |
Stop bitchin, you make me wanna laugh | |
You say my foot's in your ass? | |
It's only half | |
All the work i've done for years and years | |
Blood, sweat and no goddamn tears | |
So let's kick this party from dead to live | |
Shoot it on up like a | |
Colt .45 M | |
C Delite, if you're number one | |
Bust a cap in the crowd with your rhymin gun [ Delite ] | |
Yo, pop-pop-pop, what a shot, here's another jam | |
This time around | |
I come again to slam | |
See I write the songs that makes the young feel proud | |
I'm workin harder by the sweat of my brow | |
I've been endowed with the gift to slice the mark | |
So take part as the four begin to spark | |
And the pinacle as things get critical | |
I'm sweatin bullets, but | |
I'm cooler than a popsicle | |
Pull off a miracle as a black symbol | |
That overcomes yet any obstacle | |
I scraped the floor, my knees get scarred | |
But no way | |
I give in, cause | |
I gotta take charge | |
Like when my foes wanna make things drastic | |
I melt em down like real cheap plastic | |
It ain't no thing, no sweat by me | |
Cause I know damn well where | |
I wanna be | |
So join my party if you see things my way | |
Pick up the album right now today | |
This year's the year we keep you in gear | |
And it's clear - blood, sweat, no tears |
zuo ci : Bolton, Huston, Wright | |
Kick it in, | |
Paul Yeah | |
And yes yes y' all | |
Yo, can we take this up a little higher? | |
To the next plateau? | |
Yo D, you wanna show em some freestyle or what? | |
Aight I' m goin first, | |
I' m goin first | |
Check it out DaddyO | |
Chchcheck out the news, never singin the blues | |
It' s your choice, so it takes you to choose | |
The best in rap, the best in r b | |
The best in rock, the best in pop | |
Who works the hardest, sweats the most | |
Who was on camera clickclick and who was the host | |
I say the | |
Daddy, Dadouble dy | |
O here' s another hero | |
Tryin to stop the flow, | |
I say hell no | |
It ain' t that much stoppin a | |
Rambo Prahprahprah | |
Proceed to give you what you need | |
Wise words to speak, so take heed | |
Stompin MC' s like a pesty rodent | |
Outsell em all like | |
Bazooka does | |
Trident Too much heat? | |
Get the fuck out the kitchen | |
You' ll take a hike, so you better start hitchin | |
Stop bitchin, you make me wanna laugh | |
You say my foot' s in your ass? | |
It' s only half | |
All the work i' ve done for years and years | |
Blood, sweat and no goddamn tears | |
So let' s kick this party from dead to live | |
Shoot it on up like a | |
Colt . 45 M | |
C Delite, if you' re number one | |
Bust a cap in the crowd with your rhymin gun Delite | |
Yo, poppoppop, what a shot, here' s another jam | |
This time around | |
I come again to slam | |
See I write the songs that makes the young feel proud | |
I' m workin harder by the sweat of my brow | |
I' ve been endowed with the gift to slice the mark | |
So take part as the four begin to spark | |
And the pinacle as things get critical | |
I' m sweatin bullets, but | |
I' m cooler than a popsicle | |
Pull off a miracle as a black symbol | |
That overcomes yet any obstacle | |
I scraped the floor, my knees get scarred | |
But no way | |
I give in, cause | |
I gotta take charge | |
Like when my foes wanna make things drastic | |
I melt em down like real cheap plastic | |
It ain' t no thing, no sweat by me | |
Cause I know damn well where | |
I wanna be | |
So join my party if you see things my way | |
Pick up the album right now today | |
This year' s the year we keep you in gear | |
And it' s clear blood, sweat, no tears |
zuò cí : Bolton, Huston, Wright | |
Kick it in, | |
Paul Yeah | |
And yes yes y' all | |
Yo, can we take this up a little higher? | |
To the next plateau? | |
Yo D, you wanna show em some freestyle or what? | |
Aight I' m goin first, | |
I' m goin first | |
Check it out DaddyO | |
Chchcheck out the news, never singin the blues | |
It' s your choice, so it takes you to choose | |
The best in rap, the best in r b | |
The best in rock, the best in pop | |
Who works the hardest, sweats the most | |
Who was on camera clickclick and who was the host | |
I say the | |
Daddy, Dadouble dy | |
O here' s another hero | |
Tryin to stop the flow, | |
I say hell no | |
It ain' t that much stoppin a | |
Rambo Prahprahprah | |
Proceed to give you what you need | |
Wise words to speak, so take heed | |
Stompin MC' s like a pesty rodent | |
Outsell em all like | |
Bazooka does | |
Trident Too much heat? | |
Get the fuck out the kitchen | |
You' ll take a hike, so you better start hitchin | |
Stop bitchin, you make me wanna laugh | |
You say my foot' s in your ass? | |
It' s only half | |
All the work i' ve done for years and years | |
Blood, sweat and no goddamn tears | |
So let' s kick this party from dead to live | |
Shoot it on up like a | |
Colt . 45 M | |
C Delite, if you' re number one | |
Bust a cap in the crowd with your rhymin gun Delite | |
Yo, poppoppop, what a shot, here' s another jam | |
This time around | |
I come again to slam | |
See I write the songs that makes the young feel proud | |
I' m workin harder by the sweat of my brow | |
I' ve been endowed with the gift to slice the mark | |
So take part as the four begin to spark | |
And the pinacle as things get critical | |
I' m sweatin bullets, but | |
I' m cooler than a popsicle | |
Pull off a miracle as a black symbol | |
That overcomes yet any obstacle | |
I scraped the floor, my knees get scarred | |
But no way | |
I give in, cause | |
I gotta take charge | |
Like when my foes wanna make things drastic | |
I melt em down like real cheap plastic | |
It ain' t no thing, no sweat by me | |
Cause I know damn well where | |
I wanna be | |
So join my party if you see things my way | |
Pick up the album right now today | |
This year' s the year we keep you in gear | |
And it' s clear blood, sweat, no tears |