Young, Gifted And Black (Album Version) 歌词
| 歌曲 | Young, Gifted And Black (Album Version) |
| 歌手 | Big Daddy Kane |
| 专辑 | It's A Big Daddy Thing |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| So out of the mercy of allah | |
| And the law, written in our nature | |
| We call an individual, into existence | |
| And when that individual, i make, no apologies | |
| For what i'm about to say | |
| [big daddy kane] | |
| Rough, rugged and real, you're on standstill | |
| To obey okay so let the man build | |
| Words of rapture that you have to capture | |
| And i just slapped ya | |
| With the hand full of literature | |
| That's dope def fresh hype choice smooth and raw | |
| Rappers i replace, rub out, and erase | |
| Competition you must be on freebase | |
| Smokin or chokin, bound to be broken | |
| Man, get your damn hands off the mic that i'm chokin! | |
| Cause i got a strangehold | |
| You're still cold off the road for the role you stole | |
| Rhymes that you yell out, but you did sell out | |
| Crossed-over, lost over here, now get the hell out | |
| I'm not a pop star, rock'n'roller | |
| I'm a rebel, blessed, able to hold a | |
| Mic like a hammer, and drop grammar | |
| Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam him | |
| Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute | |
| They get the boot and played like a flute | |
| So just play mute, don't even whisper | |
| Open your mouth to speak and i'm diss ya | |
| Ragtag and dog, put you in the morgue | |
| Because you're petty confetti and not ready to rock steady | |
| In other words, you're half-steppin' | |
| Tiptoein, get goin, because my weapon | |
| Is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun | |
| But when it come to hype rhymes i got one | |
| Just like the album is still the same | |
| _long live the kane_ ain't a damn thing changed | |
| I still get ill and kill at will and build the skill | |
| To fill your grill so don't tell me you're real | |
| We sample beats, you sue and try to fight us | |
| *tchk* maaaan, you still be home with arthritis! | |
| If we didn't revive em, bring back alive | |
| Old beats that we appreciated, you wouldn't survive | |
| You'd be another memory to us | |
| Ashes to ashes and dust to dust | |
| So understand, the way that i live | |
| That's positive - and the message i got to give | |
| It's a benefit for you and me | |
| I'm talkin bout p.e.a.c.e. | |
| The chosen one that has turned a new leaf | |
| I got gold teeth, and they don't chew beef | |
| No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my dish | |
| The kane fallin victim? *tchk* sucker, you wish | |
| I flow like water, slaughter | |
| Put you out of order.. floored ya! | |
| Rappers are raggin and taggin and snaggin and braggin | |
| To be on the bandwagon, but i'm the last dragon | |
| With the knack to attract the pack | |
| So just get back, i'm young, gifted and black | |
| And just go with the flow you know | |
| In the place to be with my man marley marl | |
| Sendin this out to divine force | |
| Can't forget my main man heavy d | |
| And to my good brothers epmd | |
| And to my man ice-t over on the west coast | |
| Can't forget kool moe dee, busy bee, mc lyte, the audio two | |
| I say, peace! |
| So out of the mercy of allah | |
| And the law, written in our nature | |
| We call an individual, into existence | |
| And when that individual, i make, no apologies | |
| For what i' m about to say | |
| big daddy kane | |
| Rough, rugged and real, you' re on standstill | |
| To obey okay so let the man build | |
| Words of rapture that you have to capture | |
| And i just slapped ya | |
| With the hand full of literature | |
| That' s dope def fresh hype choice smooth and raw | |
| Rappers i replace, rub out, and erase | |
| Competition you must be on freebase | |
| Smokin or chokin, bound to be broken | |
| Man, get your damn hands off the mic that i' m chokin! | |
| Cause i got a strangehold | |
| You' re still cold off the road for the role you stole | |
| Rhymes that you yell out, but you did sell out | |
| Crossedover, lost over here, now get the hell out | |
| I' m not a pop star, rock' n' roller | |
| I' m a rebel, blessed, able to hold a | |
| Mic like a hammer, and drop grammar | |
| Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam him | |
| Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute | |
| They get the boot and played like a flute | |
| So just play mute, don' t even whisper | |
| Open your mouth to speak and i' m diss ya | |
| Ragtag and dog, put you in the morgue | |
| Because you' re petty confetti and not ready to rock steady | |
| In other words, you' re halfsteppin' | |
| Tiptoein, get goin, because my weapon | |
| Is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun | |
| But when it come to hype rhymes i got one | |
| Just like the album is still the same | |
| _long live the kane_ ain' t a damn thing changed | |
| I still get ill and kill at will and build the skill | |
| To fill your grill so don' t tell me you' re real | |
| We sample beats, you sue and try to fight us | |
| tchk maaaan, you still be home with arthritis! | |
| If we didn' t revive em, bring back alive | |
| Old beats that we appreciated, you wouldn' t survive | |
| You' d be another memory to us | |
| Ashes to ashes and dust to dust | |
| So understand, the way that i live | |
| That' s positive and the message i got to give | |
| It' s a benefit for you and me | |
| I' m talkin bout p. e. a. c. e. | |
| The chosen one that has turned a new leaf | |
| I got gold teeth, and they don' t chew beef | |
| No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my dish | |
| The kane fallin victim? tchk sucker, you wish | |
| I flow like water, slaughter | |
| Put you out of order.. floored ya! | |
| Rappers are raggin and taggin and snaggin and braggin | |
| To be on the bandwagon, but i' m the last dragon | |
| With the knack to attract the pack | |
| So just get back, i' m young, gifted and black | |
| And just go with the flow you know | |
| In the place to be with my man marley marl | |
| Sendin this out to divine force | |
| Can' t forget my main man heavy d | |
| And to my good brothers epmd | |
| And to my man icet over on the west coast | |
| Can' t forget kool moe dee, busy bee, mc lyte, the audio two | |
| I say, peace! |
| So out of the mercy of allah | |
| And the law, written in our nature | |
| We call an individual, into existence | |
| And when that individual, i make, no apologies | |
| For what i' m about to say | |
| big daddy kane | |
| Rough, rugged and real, you' re on standstill | |
| To obey okay so let the man build | |
| Words of rapture that you have to capture | |
| And i just slapped ya | |
| With the hand full of literature | |
| That' s dope def fresh hype choice smooth and raw | |
| Rappers i replace, rub out, and erase | |
| Competition you must be on freebase | |
| Smokin or chokin, bound to be broken | |
| Man, get your damn hands off the mic that i' m chokin! | |
| Cause i got a strangehold | |
| You' re still cold off the road for the role you stole | |
| Rhymes that you yell out, but you did sell out | |
| Crossedover, lost over here, now get the hell out | |
| I' m not a pop star, rock' n' roller | |
| I' m a rebel, blessed, able to hold a | |
| Mic like a hammer, and drop grammar | |
| Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam him | |
| Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute | |
| They get the boot and played like a flute | |
| So just play mute, don' t even whisper | |
| Open your mouth to speak and i' m diss ya | |
| Ragtag and dog, put you in the morgue | |
| Because you' re petty confetti and not ready to rock steady | |
| In other words, you' re halfsteppin' | |
| Tiptoein, get goin, because my weapon | |
| Is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun | |
| But when it come to hype rhymes i got one | |
| Just like the album is still the same | |
| _long live the kane_ ain' t a damn thing changed | |
| I still get ill and kill at will and build the skill | |
| To fill your grill so don' t tell me you' re real | |
| We sample beats, you sue and try to fight us | |
| tchk maaaan, you still be home with arthritis! | |
| If we didn' t revive em, bring back alive | |
| Old beats that we appreciated, you wouldn' t survive | |
| You' d be another memory to us | |
| Ashes to ashes and dust to dust | |
| So understand, the way that i live | |
| That' s positive and the message i got to give | |
| It' s a benefit for you and me | |
| I' m talkin bout p. e. a. c. e. | |
| The chosen one that has turned a new leaf | |
| I got gold teeth, and they don' t chew beef | |
| No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my dish | |
| The kane fallin victim? tchk sucker, you wish | |
| I flow like water, slaughter | |
| Put you out of order.. floored ya! | |
| Rappers are raggin and taggin and snaggin and braggin | |
| To be on the bandwagon, but i' m the last dragon | |
| With the knack to attract the pack | |
| So just get back, i' m young, gifted and black | |
| And just go with the flow you know | |
| In the place to be with my man marley marl | |
| Sendin this out to divine force | |
| Can' t forget my main man heavy d | |
| And to my good brothers epmd | |
| And to my man icet over on the west coast | |
| Can' t forget kool moe dee, busy bee, mc lyte, the audio two | |
| I say, peace! |
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