歌曲 | On The Bugged Tip |
歌手 | Big Daddy Kane |
专辑 | Long Live The Kane |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Big Daddy Kane | |
Yo, on the | |
M-I-C right about now, | |
I go by the name of | |
Big Daddy | |
Kane. I got my man | |
Scoob Lover on the side of me, | |
DJ Mister | |
Cee on the wheels of steel, | |
Dre on the film and | |
Marley on the boards. | |
We gonna do a little something like this: [Big Daddy:] | |
Some like it hard and some like it soft, yo, bust the groove as | |
I set it off. [Scoob:] | |
But wait a minute... ...yo | |
Scoob, what's up? | |
Pardon me a moment as | |
I interrupt. | |
For what? | |
For this: [both singing] | |
You like the stylish clothes we wear, and you like our flat-top style of hair. | |
It's just those bugged out things we do that make the girles wanna stare. | |
Like when we're chillin' with the crew. | |
Or drinkin' that | |
Old English brew. (both) | |
Straight from the bottle not the cup, | |
And it gets us more than just ****ed uuuuup... | |
And I like it yall.. ..like it yall... like it yall... ...like it yall. | |
Scoob Lover, won't you hype it yall? | |
Well, I'm the | |
S-C double- | |
O B-L-O-V- | |
E-R- uh. Ladies come to me, | |
I'll be your midnight horror. | |
Need a flat top? | |
Come to Scoob, | |
I'm the barber. | |
Of Da Ville. | |
And that's right. | |
Try to step to us, watch what you get, | |
Cuz me and | |
Big Daddy's not havin' it. | |
Well, it's the | |
Big Daddy, so all hail. | |
Save your wack rhymes, hold your female. | |
Pass the Old | |
Gold, trash the ale, cash your food stamps, get the | |
WIC out the mail. | |
Love to eat shrimps, but | |
I never eat snail. | |
Eat a whole fish except for the tail. | |
Keep food in the fridge so it don't get stale, and when there's nothing to eat, | |
I bite my nails. | |
So Scoob Lover, you know your rhymes are kickin', get on the mic, cuz you know you eat chicken. | |
Now-now-now, | |
I'm-a place a order for a | |
Scooby snack, | |
Not at the | |
Chinese restaurant becuse | |
I don't eat cats. | |
Now who in the world can ever eat these? | |
When I'm at home, | |
I chow down with ease, and say "More beef sausage, mom, please?" | |
That's right, | |
Mommy Dukes, she feeds me swell. | |
Coffee on the table, orange juice as well. | |
Some of the things | |
I say are outspoken, guaranteed to have you chokin'. | |
Bitin' MCs are the one | |
I'm yokin'. | |
Kane, I'm outta here, | |
I guess I'll use my token. | |
I'll walk through the gate if the turnstile's broken. | |
Big Daddy, if you're down with me, get on the mic on the count of three; | |
One, two, three... | |
Now I'm a black brother that's out to succeed, so step aside as | |
I take the lead. | |
Sexy young ladies of a light-skinned breed. * | |
You got-you got-you got what | |
I need!* Outstanding, kind, cool and loyal. | |
Drove all the way to | |
Maco just to change my oil. | |
Cuz I'm the only child, you might think | |
I'm spoiled. | |
Touch the young ladies make their blood pressure boil. | |
I got the ...hmm...hiccups, excuse me, sorry. | |
Score a 100 | |
Gs every time | |
I play Atari. | |
Put a hole in the | |
Old Gold, blast the | |
Bacardi. On the dance floor, hype moves | |
I be freakin'. | |
Makin' new steps up every single weekend. | |
Not Abbot and | |
Costello or | |
Laurel and | |
Hardy, I'm only here to | |
PAR-TY! Yo, check it out, check it out. | |
Turn the music down, turn the music down. turn the music down...here we go (here we go)... | |
We gonna end it like this in the place yall. | |
It's like this yall, and you don't stop. | |
Now, the name | |
Kane is superior to many people; it means | |
King Asiatic | |
Nobody's Equal. | |
I hate to brag, but damn | |
I'm good! | |
And if mics were a gun, | |
I'd be Clint | |
Eastwood. | |
And if rap was a game, | |
I'd be MVP: | |
Most Valuable | |
Poet on the | |
M-I-C. And if rap was a school, | |
I'd be the principal. | |
Aw **** it, the | |
Kane is invincible. | |
To be specific, | |
I may die one day but my rhymes will remain like a heiroglyphic. | |
It's a certain special skill, that takes much practice. | |
I got it good; apparently you lack this. | |
So in turn, sit back and learn, listen close, this is for your own concern. | |
Let me show ya, exactly how it's properly done: | |
Lights, Camera, | |
Action! [laughter] |
zuo ci : Big Daddy Kane | |
Yo, on the | |
MIC right about now, | |
I go by the name of | |
Big Daddy | |
Kane. I got my man | |
Scoob Lover on the side of me, | |
DJ Mister | |
Cee on the wheels of steel, | |
Dre on the film and | |
Marley on the boards. | |
We gonna do a little something like this: Big Daddy: | |
Some like it hard and some like it soft, yo, bust the groove as | |
I set it off. Scoob: | |
But wait a minute... ... yo | |
Scoob, what' s up? | |
Pardon me a moment as | |
I interrupt. | |
For what? | |
For this: both singing | |
You like the stylish clothes we wear, and you like our flattop style of hair. | |
It' s just those bugged out things we do that make the girles wanna stare. | |
Like when we' re chillin' with the crew. | |
Or drinkin' that | |
Old English brew. both | |
Straight from the bottle not the cup, | |
And it gets us more than just ed uuuuup... | |
And I like it yall.. .. like it yall... like it yall... ... like it yall. | |
Scoob Lover, won' t you hype it yall? | |
Well, I' m the | |
SC double | |
O BLOV | |
ER uh. Ladies come to me, | |
I' ll be your midnight horror. | |
Need a flat top? | |
Come to Scoob, | |
I' m the barber. | |
Of Da Ville. | |
And that' s right. | |
Try to step to us, watch what you get, | |
Cuz me and | |
Big Daddy' s not havin' it. | |
Well, it' s the | |
Big Daddy, so all hail. | |
Save your wack rhymes, hold your female. | |
Pass the Old | |
Gold, trash the ale, cash your food stamps, get the | |
WIC out the mail. | |
Love to eat shrimps, but | |
I never eat snail. | |
Eat a whole fish except for the tail. | |
Keep food in the fridge so it don' t get stale, and when there' s nothing to eat, | |
I bite my nails. | |
So Scoob Lover, you know your rhymes are kickin', get on the mic, cuz you know you eat chicken. | |
Nownownow, | |
I' ma place a order for a | |
Scooby snack, | |
Not at the | |
Chinese restaurant becuse | |
I don' t eat cats. | |
Now who in the world can ever eat these? | |
When I' m at home, | |
I chow down with ease, and say " More beef sausage, mom, please?" | |
That' s right, | |
Mommy Dukes, she feeds me swell. | |
Coffee on the table, orange juice as well. | |
Some of the things | |
I say are outspoken, guaranteed to have you chokin'. | |
Bitin' MCs are the one | |
I' m yokin'. | |
Kane, I' m outta here, | |
I guess I' ll use my token. | |
I' ll walk through the gate if the turnstile' s broken. | |
Big Daddy, if you' re down with me, get on the mic on the count of three | |
One, two, three... | |
Now I' m a black brother that' s out to succeed, so step aside as | |
I take the lead. | |
Sexy young ladies of a lightskinned breed. | |
You gotyou gotyou got what | |
I need! Outstanding, kind, cool and loyal. | |
Drove all the way to | |
Maco just to change my oil. | |
Cuz I' m the only child, you might think | |
I' m spoiled. | |
Touch the young ladies make their blood pressure boil. | |
I got the ... hmm... hiccups, excuse me, sorry. | |
Score a 100 | |
Gs every time | |
I play Atari. | |
Put a hole in the | |
Old Gold, blast the | |
Bacardi. On the dance floor, hype moves | |
I be freakin'. | |
Makin' new steps up every single weekend. | |
Not Abbot and | |
Costello or | |
Laurel and | |
Hardy, I' m only here to | |
PARTY! Yo, check it out, check it out. | |
Turn the music down, turn the music down. turn the music down... here we go here we go... | |
We gonna end it like this in the place yall. | |
It' s like this yall, and you don' t stop. | |
Now, the name | |
Kane is superior to many people it means | |
King Asiatic | |
Nobody' s Equal. | |
I hate to brag, but damn | |
I' m good! | |
And if mics were a gun, | |
I' d be Clint | |
Eastwood. | |
And if rap was a game, | |
I' d be MVP: | |
Most Valuable | |
Poet on the | |
MIC. And if rap was a school, | |
I' d be the principal. | |
Aw it, the | |
Kane is invincible. | |
To be specific, | |
I may die one day but my rhymes will remain like a heiroglyphic. | |
It' s a certain special skill, that takes much practice. | |
I got it good apparently you lack this. | |
So in turn, sit back and learn, listen close, this is for your own concern. | |
Let me show ya, exactly how it' s properly done: | |
Lights, Camera, | |
Action! laughter |
zuò cí : Big Daddy Kane | |
Yo, on the | |
MIC right about now, | |
I go by the name of | |
Big Daddy | |
Kane. I got my man | |
Scoob Lover on the side of me, | |
DJ Mister | |
Cee on the wheels of steel, | |
Dre on the film and | |
Marley on the boards. | |
We gonna do a little something like this: Big Daddy: | |
Some like it hard and some like it soft, yo, bust the groove as | |
I set it off. Scoob: | |
But wait a minute... ... yo | |
Scoob, what' s up? | |
Pardon me a moment as | |
I interrupt. | |
For what? | |
For this: both singing | |
You like the stylish clothes we wear, and you like our flattop style of hair. | |
It' s just those bugged out things we do that make the girles wanna stare. | |
Like when we' re chillin' with the crew. | |
Or drinkin' that | |
Old English brew. both | |
Straight from the bottle not the cup, | |
And it gets us more than just ed uuuuup... | |
And I like it yall.. .. like it yall... like it yall... ... like it yall. | |
Scoob Lover, won' t you hype it yall? | |
Well, I' m the | |
SC double | |
O BLOV | |
ER uh. Ladies come to me, | |
I' ll be your midnight horror. | |
Need a flat top? | |
Come to Scoob, | |
I' m the barber. | |
Of Da Ville. | |
And that' s right. | |
Try to step to us, watch what you get, | |
Cuz me and | |
Big Daddy' s not havin' it. | |
Well, it' s the | |
Big Daddy, so all hail. | |
Save your wack rhymes, hold your female. | |
Pass the Old | |
Gold, trash the ale, cash your food stamps, get the | |
WIC out the mail. | |
Love to eat shrimps, but | |
I never eat snail. | |
Eat a whole fish except for the tail. | |
Keep food in the fridge so it don' t get stale, and when there' s nothing to eat, | |
I bite my nails. | |
So Scoob Lover, you know your rhymes are kickin', get on the mic, cuz you know you eat chicken. | |
Nownownow, | |
I' ma place a order for a | |
Scooby snack, | |
Not at the | |
Chinese restaurant becuse | |
I don' t eat cats. | |
Now who in the world can ever eat these? | |
When I' m at home, | |
I chow down with ease, and say " More beef sausage, mom, please?" | |
That' s right, | |
Mommy Dukes, she feeds me swell. | |
Coffee on the table, orange juice as well. | |
Some of the things | |
I say are outspoken, guaranteed to have you chokin'. | |
Bitin' MCs are the one | |
I' m yokin'. | |
Kane, I' m outta here, | |
I guess I' ll use my token. | |
I' ll walk through the gate if the turnstile' s broken. | |
Big Daddy, if you' re down with me, get on the mic on the count of three | |
One, two, three... | |
Now I' m a black brother that' s out to succeed, so step aside as | |
I take the lead. | |
Sexy young ladies of a lightskinned breed. | |
You gotyou gotyou got what | |
I need! Outstanding, kind, cool and loyal. | |
Drove all the way to | |
Maco just to change my oil. | |
Cuz I' m the only child, you might think | |
I' m spoiled. | |
Touch the young ladies make their blood pressure boil. | |
I got the ... hmm... hiccups, excuse me, sorry. | |
Score a 100 | |
Gs every time | |
I play Atari. | |
Put a hole in the | |
Old Gold, blast the | |
Bacardi. On the dance floor, hype moves | |
I be freakin'. | |
Makin' new steps up every single weekend. | |
Not Abbot and | |
Costello or | |
Laurel and | |
Hardy, I' m only here to | |
PARTY! Yo, check it out, check it out. | |
Turn the music down, turn the music down. turn the music down... here we go here we go... | |
We gonna end it like this in the place yall. | |
It' s like this yall, and you don' t stop. | |
Now, the name | |
Kane is superior to many people it means | |
King Asiatic | |
Nobody' s Equal. | |
I hate to brag, but damn | |
I' m good! | |
And if mics were a gun, | |
I' d be Clint | |
Eastwood. | |
And if rap was a game, | |
I' d be MVP: | |
Most Valuable | |
Poet on the | |
MIC. And if rap was a school, | |
I' d be the principal. | |
Aw it, the | |
Kane is invincible. | |
To be specific, | |
I may die one day but my rhymes will remain like a heiroglyphic. | |
It' s a certain special skill, that takes much practice. | |
I got it good apparently you lack this. | |
So in turn, sit back and learn, listen close, this is for your own concern. | |
Let me show ya, exactly how it' s properly done: | |
Lights, Camera, | |
Action! laughter |