歌曲 | God Lives Through |
歌手 | A Tribe Called Quest |
专辑 | Midnight Marauders |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Davis, Muhammad, Taylor | |
"oh my god!" -> busta rhymes (16x) | |
[phife dawg] | |
There's a million mc's that claim they want some | |
But see, i create sounds that make your ears go numb | |
Peace to sayers ave., yeah you know how we go | |
My best friend steven at the home depot | |
Lowerton is in the house, i can't forget southside | |
Walk past mc's like that girl did the pharcyde | |
I'm labeled as the cat's meow, the mc with the know-how | |
Act like you know, not now, but right now | |
Beast of the east, on mc's i have a feast | |
I'd eat that ass like quiche, crack a smile like shanice | |
Straight out jamaica scene, jamaica, queens | |
But you could find me out in georgia, or anywhere in between | |
Now if my partners don't look good, malik won't look good | |
If malik don't look good, the quest won't look good | |
If the quest don't look good, then queens won't look good | |
But since the sounds are universal, new york won't look good | |
Picture phife losin a battle, come on, get off it | |
Put down the microphone son, surrender forfeit | |
Did i hear somethin bout a crew? what they wanna do? | |
You better call mr. babyface, so he can bring out _the cool in you_ | |
Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by toni braxton | |
And i'll dissect you like a fraction | |
Oh, you wannabe top cat mc's, i'll pop you like a zit | |
You wanna be the champ, you more like chief some-shit | |
Big up myself everytime when it comes to this | |
Mc's be runnin scared as if they're watchin the exorcist | |
I kick more game than a crackhead from hempstead | |
My styles are milk, man, you'd think that i was breast fed | |
You know the steelo when the diggy dawg is on the scene | |
I dedicate this to all the mc's outta queens | |
That goes for onyx, ll, run-d.m.c. | |
Akinyele, nasty nas and the extra p | |
You need a chart, straight up and down man, there ain't no other | |
Nuff respect to all my peeps that made the album cover | |
Yo, tip don't worry dunn you know i get the party jumpin | |
Get on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin | |
Yo, tip don't worry dunn you know i get the party jumpin | |
Get on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin (ooohh...) | |
"oh my god!" -> busta rhymes (16x) | |
[q-tip] (over busta rhymes) | |
La, la, la, la.. | |
Doop, doo, do, do.. | |
La, la, la, la.. | |
Shooby-doop, do, do.. | |
La, la, la, la.. | |
Shooby-doo, do, do.. | |
You know i'm on the other, for the top 40 | |
Haha, you gotta do it like this.. | |
We got the funk doody don shit, clearly it's the bomb shit | |
So recognize me, kids memorize me | |
Everyday, i be scroungin, really, i be loungin | |
I play the down low, very very incognito | |
Aries is my sign, i know that i can rhyme | |
Sometimes i rhyme in riddles, plus i make the hunnies wiggle | |
Intellect is the major, some heads like to wager | |
The skills on the hill, overlookin dollar bills | |
Man, ya crazy, thinkin you can phase me | |
The ab doesn't study near nonsense money | |
Life seems to meet me, mc's seem too cheesy | |
With they doody ass renditions of defeatin competition | |
I rock to the roll man, yes, i'm a soul man | |
Bet'cha bottom dolla, vinia will make ya holla | |
As ya stand at attention, did i forget to mention | |
Mc's will give me twenty, if i sense that they act funny | |
Lyrics are abundant, right there, i sound redundant | |
Just mentionin the fact, that the area is fat | |
I dwell in the unda, so hunny, it's no wonder | |
That i get plenty of tail, well i even get white | |
I'ma bet hittin head crack, there money, take that | |
Breakin niggaz off, cut their bank, then i'm off | |
While my nik'es match my lil hat, beat joint is mad fat | |
Got the cutter of the box if a kid thinks he's ox | |
For tier means creator, the poetry relator | |
It's hemp, like betsy ross, let me tell you who's the boss | |
La, la, la.. ("oh my god!" -> busta rhymes) | |
La, la, la.. ("oh my god!" -> busta rhymes) | |
La, la, la.. ("oh my god!" -> busta rhymes) smooth it y'all | |
La, la, la.. ("oh my god!" -> busta rhymes) | |
La, la, la.. ("oh my god!" -> busta rhymes) | |
La, la, la.. ("oh my god!" -> busta rhymes) | |
La, la, la.. ("oh my god!" -> busta rhymes) | |
La, la, la.. ("oh my god!" -> busta rhymes) | |
Queens got a zoo | |
Brooklyn got a zoo | |
Bronx got a zoo | |
Long island got a zoo | |
Long island.. got the zone | |
Jersey got a zoo | |
Philly got a zoo | |
Milwaukee got a zoo | |
L.a. got a zoo | |
Oaktown got the zone | |
La, la, la.. (4x) | |
See, i like to get down jack |
zuo ci : Davis, Muhammad, Taylor | |
" oh my god!" busta rhymes 16x | |
phife dawg | |
There' s a million mc' s that claim they want some | |
But see, i create sounds that make your ears go numb | |
Peace to sayers ave., yeah you know how we go | |
My best friend steven at the home depot | |
Lowerton is in the house, i can' t forget southside | |
Walk past mc' s like that girl did the pharcyde | |
I' m labeled as the cat' s meow, the mc with the knowhow | |
Act like you know, not now, but right now | |
Beast of the east, on mc' s i have a feast | |
I' d eat that ass like quiche, crack a smile like shanice | |
Straight out jamaica scene, jamaica, queens | |
But you could find me out in georgia, or anywhere in between | |
Now if my partners don' t look good, malik won' t look good | |
If malik don' t look good, the quest won' t look good | |
If the quest don' t look good, then queens won' t look good | |
But since the sounds are universal, new york won' t look good | |
Picture phife losin a battle, come on, get off it | |
Put down the microphone son, surrender forfeit | |
Did i hear somethin bout a crew? what they wanna do? | |
You better call mr. babyface, so he can bring out _the cool in you_ | |
Or it' ll be a sad love song being sung by toni braxton | |
And i' ll dissect you like a fraction | |
Oh, you wannabe top cat mc' s, i' ll pop you like a zit | |
You wanna be the champ, you more like chief someshit | |
Big up myself everytime when it comes to this | |
Mc' s be runnin scared as if they' re watchin the exorcist | |
I kick more game than a crackhead from hempstead | |
My styles are milk, man, you' d think that i was breast fed | |
You know the steelo when the diggy dawg is on the scene | |
I dedicate this to all the mc' s outta queens | |
That goes for onyx, ll, rund. m. c. | |
Akinyele, nasty nas and the extra p | |
You need a chart, straight up and down man, there ain' t no other | |
Nuff respect to all my peeps that made the album cover | |
Yo, tip don' t worry dunn you know i get the party jumpin | |
Get on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin | |
Yo, tip don' t worry dunn you know i get the party jumpin | |
Get on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin ooohh... | |
" oh my god!" busta rhymes 16x | |
qtip over busta rhymes | |
La, la, la, la.. | |
Doop, doo, do, do.. | |
La, la, la, la.. | |
Shoobydoop, do, do.. | |
La, la, la, la.. | |
Shoobydoo, do, do.. | |
You know i' m on the other, for the top 40 | |
Haha, you gotta do it like this.. | |
We got the funk doody don shit, clearly it' s the bomb shit | |
So recognize me, kids memorize me | |
Everyday, i be scroungin, really, i be loungin | |
I play the down low, very very incognito | |
Aries is my sign, i know that i can rhyme | |
Sometimes i rhyme in riddles, plus i make the hunnies wiggle | |
Intellect is the major, some heads like to wager | |
The skills on the hill, overlookin dollar bills | |
Man, ya crazy, thinkin you can phase me | |
The ab doesn' t study near nonsense money | |
Life seems to meet me, mc' s seem too cheesy | |
With they doody ass renditions of defeatin competition | |
I rock to the roll man, yes, i' m a soul man | |
Bet' cha bottom dolla, vinia will make ya holla | |
As ya stand at attention, did i forget to mention | |
Mc' s will give me twenty, if i sense that they act funny | |
Lyrics are abundant, right there, i sound redundant | |
Just mentionin the fact, that the area is fat | |
I dwell in the unda, so hunny, it' s no wonder | |
That i get plenty of tail, well i even get white | |
I' ma bet hittin head crack, there money, take that | |
Breakin niggaz off, cut their bank, then i' m off | |
While my nik' es match my lil hat, beat joint is mad fat | |
Got the cutter of the box if a kid thinks he' s ox | |
For tier means creator, the poetry relator | |
It' s hemp, like betsy ross, let me tell you who' s the boss | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes smooth it y' all | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
Queens got a zoo | |
Brooklyn got a zoo | |
Bronx got a zoo | |
Long island got a zoo | |
Long island.. got the zone | |
Jersey got a zoo | |
Philly got a zoo | |
Milwaukee got a zoo | |
L. a. got a zoo | |
Oaktown got the zone | |
La, la, la.. 4x | |
See, i like to get down jack |
zuò cí : Davis, Muhammad, Taylor | |
" oh my god!" busta rhymes 16x | |
phife dawg | |
There' s a million mc' s that claim they want some | |
But see, i create sounds that make your ears go numb | |
Peace to sayers ave., yeah you know how we go | |
My best friend steven at the home depot | |
Lowerton is in the house, i can' t forget southside | |
Walk past mc' s like that girl did the pharcyde | |
I' m labeled as the cat' s meow, the mc with the knowhow | |
Act like you know, not now, but right now | |
Beast of the east, on mc' s i have a feast | |
I' d eat that ass like quiche, crack a smile like shanice | |
Straight out jamaica scene, jamaica, queens | |
But you could find me out in georgia, or anywhere in between | |
Now if my partners don' t look good, malik won' t look good | |
If malik don' t look good, the quest won' t look good | |
If the quest don' t look good, then queens won' t look good | |
But since the sounds are universal, new york won' t look good | |
Picture phife losin a battle, come on, get off it | |
Put down the microphone son, surrender forfeit | |
Did i hear somethin bout a crew? what they wanna do? | |
You better call mr. babyface, so he can bring out _the cool in you_ | |
Or it' ll be a sad love song being sung by toni braxton | |
And i' ll dissect you like a fraction | |
Oh, you wannabe top cat mc' s, i' ll pop you like a zit | |
You wanna be the champ, you more like chief someshit | |
Big up myself everytime when it comes to this | |
Mc' s be runnin scared as if they' re watchin the exorcist | |
I kick more game than a crackhead from hempstead | |
My styles are milk, man, you' d think that i was breast fed | |
You know the steelo when the diggy dawg is on the scene | |
I dedicate this to all the mc' s outta queens | |
That goes for onyx, ll, rund. m. c. | |
Akinyele, nasty nas and the extra p | |
You need a chart, straight up and down man, there ain' t no other | |
Nuff respect to all my peeps that made the album cover | |
Yo, tip don' t worry dunn you know i get the party jumpin | |
Get on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin | |
Yo, tip don' t worry dunn you know i get the party jumpin | |
Get on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin ooohh... | |
" oh my god!" busta rhymes 16x | |
qtip over busta rhymes | |
La, la, la, la.. | |
Doop, doo, do, do.. | |
La, la, la, la.. | |
Shoobydoop, do, do.. | |
La, la, la, la.. | |
Shoobydoo, do, do.. | |
You know i' m on the other, for the top 40 | |
Haha, you gotta do it like this.. | |
We got the funk doody don shit, clearly it' s the bomb shit | |
So recognize me, kids memorize me | |
Everyday, i be scroungin, really, i be loungin | |
I play the down low, very very incognito | |
Aries is my sign, i know that i can rhyme | |
Sometimes i rhyme in riddles, plus i make the hunnies wiggle | |
Intellect is the major, some heads like to wager | |
The skills on the hill, overlookin dollar bills | |
Man, ya crazy, thinkin you can phase me | |
The ab doesn' t study near nonsense money | |
Life seems to meet me, mc' s seem too cheesy | |
With they doody ass renditions of defeatin competition | |
I rock to the roll man, yes, i' m a soul man | |
Bet' cha bottom dolla, vinia will make ya holla | |
As ya stand at attention, did i forget to mention | |
Mc' s will give me twenty, if i sense that they act funny | |
Lyrics are abundant, right there, i sound redundant | |
Just mentionin the fact, that the area is fat | |
I dwell in the unda, so hunny, it' s no wonder | |
That i get plenty of tail, well i even get white | |
I' ma bet hittin head crack, there money, take that | |
Breakin niggaz off, cut their bank, then i' m off | |
While my nik' es match my lil hat, beat joint is mad fat | |
Got the cutter of the box if a kid thinks he' s ox | |
For tier means creator, the poetry relator | |
It' s hemp, like betsy ross, let me tell you who' s the boss | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes smooth it y' all | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
La, la, la.. " oh my god!" busta rhymes | |
Queens got a zoo | |
Brooklyn got a zoo | |
Bronx got a zoo | |
Long island got a zoo | |
Long island.. got the zone | |
Jersey got a zoo | |
Philly got a zoo | |
Milwaukee got a zoo | |
L. a. got a zoo | |
Oaktown got the zone | |
La, la, la.. 4x | |
See, i like to get down jack |