歌曲 | Everything Steady Goin Downhill |
歌手 | ShinSight Trio |
专辑 | Shallow Nights Blurry Moon |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Taoka, Todman, Yoshihara | |
I've increased skill my teams built and things seem chill still | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Nice spot. New job. Fresh cloths. Your cars Ill and still.. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Mad Respect. Fat checks. Stacks of hundred dollar bills son chill. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Cool watch. Fly kicks. Dope rhymes son you got mad skill sill | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Vears I | |
Let me jump right in. This is the story of a king. | |
A king of his community who knew to do his thing. | |
His thing was to talk so he grew to be a speaker. | |
Started charities and gave a homeless man sneakers. | |
Greedier for media, he;s planning his role. Like on the | |
News he gave a jacket to a man who was cold. | |
On camera he's standing with a baby in his hand. | |
Even though we know he's fake he thinks we're falling for his plan. | |
Now when he steps in his car what's the music he listens to? | |
He's dissing you, kicking you. Who? Pick and choose. | |
Cause any man on top playing a role would | |
never trade places with a modern day soul | |
The logic of profit and gold, to replace what you use. | |
Now you could save currency that you could trade for food. | |
If you were paid in fish a rich mans logic would boil. | |
And he would be like you or me cause see his profits would spoil. | |
I know you eat food. *You like the song? | |
So how much do you need? *You like the song? | |
What do you do for work? *You like the song? | |
How many do you feed? | |
OK now if you don't well you can turn it off | |
and play your homeboy Elroy, who's rhymes are soft. | |
Cause he ain't saying nothing. Most rappers rapped up I | |
rip rapping. But what happened to the king? | |
You for got and he prevailed while you criticize my verses | |
he can carry out his tail. | |
So who is in jail. You are a | |
snail impaled by an imbecile with scales. | |
Chorus | |
Mad Respect. Fat checks. Stacks of hundred dollar bills son chill. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Cool watch. Fly kicks. Dope rhymes son you got mad skill sill | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
I've increased skill my teams built and things seem chill still | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Nice spot. New job. Fresh cloths. Your cars Ill and still.. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Verse II | |
So if you number one now maybe not for long. | |
Try to stay humble that's the moral of the song. | |
Cause if the buzz turns to fuzz any great collaboration. | |
will soon be forgotten and rotten snakes will be hating. | |
Remember when Vanilla Ice was on top and the | |
media was trying to say his single was hot? | |
Lot's of paid play rotation for creations that cheap when Dj's | |
know deep down that the sound is weak. | |
But it's OK because I know it's all politics. | |
But does your boss know what garbage is? | |
So that's why I can't bother with that now. I'd | |
rather cop mix tapes cause radio's whacked now. | |
You think your hot and need to stop all interviews and | |
give us some respectable hip hop to listen too. | |
I never used to write songs that talk trash I | |
usually convey unique concepts with class. | |
Look at my past and check. I thought I had to express | |
rap regressed and get it off my chest. | |
See they forgot sometimes that their not greater than rhymes. | |
Since it's words that made them famous most faded when they shined. | |
Who stays around an old man who went gold heart | |
cold, walks around bold with art that lost soul and an | |
ego on top of that? Fake ass cats. Thats how it's | |
gonna be with rappers making fake ass rap. | |
Now till um sixty kids will give me respect. Others look | |
silly with rhymes of sex and tecks. | |
Now when you scam and flim-flam for all small checks | |
who's gonna help when you fall off steps? | |
I've increased skill my teams built and things seem chill still | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Nice spot. New job. Fresh cloths. Your cars Ill and still.. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Mad Respect. Fat checks. Stacks of hundred dollar bills son chill. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Cool watch. Fly kicks. Dope rhymes son you got mad skill sill | |
Everything is steady going downhill. |
zuo qu : Taoka, Todman, Yoshihara | |
I' ve increased skill my teams built and things seem chill still | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Nice spot. New job. Fresh cloths. Your cars Ill and still.. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Mad Respect. Fat checks. Stacks of hundred dollar bills son chill. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Cool watch. Fly kicks. Dope rhymes son you got mad skill sill | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Vears I | |
Let me jump right in. This is the story of a king. | |
A king of his community who knew to do his thing. | |
His thing was to talk so he grew to be a speaker. | |
Started charities and gave a homeless man sneakers. | |
Greedier for media, he s planning his role. Like on the | |
News he gave a jacket to a man who was cold. | |
On camera he' s standing with a baby in his hand. | |
Even though we know he' s fake he thinks we' re falling for his plan. | |
Now when he steps in his car what' s the music he listens to? | |
He' s dissing you, kicking you. Who? Pick and choose. | |
Cause any man on top playing a role would | |
never trade places with a modern day soul | |
The logic of profit and gold, to replace what you use. | |
Now you could save currency that you could trade for food. | |
If you were paid in fish a rich mans logic would boil. | |
And he would be like you or me cause see his profits would spoil. | |
I know you eat food. You like the song? | |
So how much do you need? You like the song? | |
What do you do for work? You like the song? | |
How many do you feed? | |
OK now if you don' t well you can turn it off | |
and play your homeboy Elroy, who' s rhymes are soft. | |
Cause he ain' t saying nothing. Most rappers rapped up I | |
rip rapping. But what happened to the king? | |
You for got and he prevailed while you criticize my verses | |
he can carry out his tail. | |
So who is in jail. You are a | |
snail impaled by an imbecile with scales. | |
Chorus | |
Mad Respect. Fat checks. Stacks of hundred dollar bills son chill. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Cool watch. Fly kicks. Dope rhymes son you got mad skill sill | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
I' ve increased skill my teams built and things seem chill still | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Nice spot. New job. Fresh cloths. Your cars Ill and still.. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Verse II | |
So if you number one now maybe not for long. | |
Try to stay humble that' s the moral of the song. | |
Cause if the buzz turns to fuzz any great collaboration. | |
will soon be forgotten and rotten snakes will be hating. | |
Remember when Vanilla Ice was on top and the | |
media was trying to say his single was hot? | |
Lot' s of paid play rotation for creations that cheap when Dj' s | |
know deep down that the sound is weak. | |
But it' s OK because I know it' s all politics. | |
But does your boss know what garbage is? | |
So that' s why I can' t bother with that now. I' d | |
rather cop mix tapes cause radio' s whacked now. | |
You think your hot and need to stop all interviews and | |
give us some respectable hip hop to listen too. | |
I never used to write songs that talk trash I | |
usually convey unique concepts with class. | |
Look at my past and check. I thought I had to express | |
rap regressed and get it off my chest. | |
See they forgot sometimes that their not greater than rhymes. | |
Since it' s words that made them famous most faded when they shined. | |
Who stays around an old man who went gold heart | |
cold, walks around bold with art that lost soul and an | |
ego on top of that? Fake ass cats. Thats how it' s | |
gonna be with rappers making fake ass rap. | |
Now till um sixty kids will give me respect. Others look | |
silly with rhymes of sex and tecks. | |
Now when you scam and flimflam for all small checks | |
who' s gonna help when you fall off steps? | |
I' ve increased skill my teams built and things seem chill still | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Nice spot. New job. Fresh cloths. Your cars Ill and still.. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Mad Respect. Fat checks. Stacks of hundred dollar bills son chill. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Cool watch. Fly kicks. Dope rhymes son you got mad skill sill | |
Everything is steady going downhill. |
zuò qǔ : Taoka, Todman, Yoshihara | |
I' ve increased skill my teams built and things seem chill still | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Nice spot. New job. Fresh cloths. Your cars Ill and still.. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Mad Respect. Fat checks. Stacks of hundred dollar bills son chill. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Cool watch. Fly kicks. Dope rhymes son you got mad skill sill | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Vears I | |
Let me jump right in. This is the story of a king. | |
A king of his community who knew to do his thing. | |
His thing was to talk so he grew to be a speaker. | |
Started charities and gave a homeless man sneakers. | |
Greedier for media, he s planning his role. Like on the | |
News he gave a jacket to a man who was cold. | |
On camera he' s standing with a baby in his hand. | |
Even though we know he' s fake he thinks we' re falling for his plan. | |
Now when he steps in his car what' s the music he listens to? | |
He' s dissing you, kicking you. Who? Pick and choose. | |
Cause any man on top playing a role would | |
never trade places with a modern day soul | |
The logic of profit and gold, to replace what you use. | |
Now you could save currency that you could trade for food. | |
If you were paid in fish a rich mans logic would boil. | |
And he would be like you or me cause see his profits would spoil. | |
I know you eat food. You like the song? | |
So how much do you need? You like the song? | |
What do you do for work? You like the song? | |
How many do you feed? | |
OK now if you don' t well you can turn it off | |
and play your homeboy Elroy, who' s rhymes are soft. | |
Cause he ain' t saying nothing. Most rappers rapped up I | |
rip rapping. But what happened to the king? | |
You for got and he prevailed while you criticize my verses | |
he can carry out his tail. | |
So who is in jail. You are a | |
snail impaled by an imbecile with scales. | |
Chorus | |
Mad Respect. Fat checks. Stacks of hundred dollar bills son chill. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Cool watch. Fly kicks. Dope rhymes son you got mad skill sill | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
I' ve increased skill my teams built and things seem chill still | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Nice spot. New job. Fresh cloths. Your cars Ill and still.. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Verse II | |
So if you number one now maybe not for long. | |
Try to stay humble that' s the moral of the song. | |
Cause if the buzz turns to fuzz any great collaboration. | |
will soon be forgotten and rotten snakes will be hating. | |
Remember when Vanilla Ice was on top and the | |
media was trying to say his single was hot? | |
Lot' s of paid play rotation for creations that cheap when Dj' s | |
know deep down that the sound is weak. | |
But it' s OK because I know it' s all politics. | |
But does your boss know what garbage is? | |
So that' s why I can' t bother with that now. I' d | |
rather cop mix tapes cause radio' s whacked now. | |
You think your hot and need to stop all interviews and | |
give us some respectable hip hop to listen too. | |
I never used to write songs that talk trash I | |
usually convey unique concepts with class. | |
Look at my past and check. I thought I had to express | |
rap regressed and get it off my chest. | |
See they forgot sometimes that their not greater than rhymes. | |
Since it' s words that made them famous most faded when they shined. | |
Who stays around an old man who went gold heart | |
cold, walks around bold with art that lost soul and an | |
ego on top of that? Fake ass cats. Thats how it' s | |
gonna be with rappers making fake ass rap. | |
Now till um sixty kids will give me respect. Others look | |
silly with rhymes of sex and tecks. | |
Now when you scam and flimflam for all small checks | |
who' s gonna help when you fall off steps? | |
I' ve increased skill my teams built and things seem chill still | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Nice spot. New job. Fresh cloths. Your cars Ill and still.. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Mad Respect. Fat checks. Stacks of hundred dollar bills son chill. | |
Everything is steady going downhill. | |
Cool watch. Fly kicks. Dope rhymes son you got mad skill sill | |
Everything is steady going downhill. |