[00:00.00] 作曲 : Best, Buddah Bless, Coleman ...
[00:00.356]Yo, my crew is in the house
[00:02.332]Terra, Herb McGruff, Buddah Bless
[00:04.826]Big Twan, Killa Cam, Trooper J
[00:07.043]And Mike Boogie, and I'mma set it like this
[00:09.449]Aiyo, folks who quote what I wrote get choked
[00:11.807]You better surrender before you get smoked
[00:13.340]You niggas be thinkin' this kid is a joke?
[00:14.673]I put chumps to rest fast
[00:16.096]When my Smith-Wes' blast
[00:17.154]So just dash or trespass
[00:18.707]And get your chest smashed
[00:19.997]Rap New York rules
[00:21.253]I sport jewels and extort crews
[00:22.969]Don't get me pissed, I got a short fuse
[00:24.915]I go bezerk when I put in work
[00:26.564]Or do dirt, jerk, so stay alert, no smoke
[00:28.773]Cause these knuckles hurt
[00:29.899]I'm from the alley, not the valley
[00:31.576]I'm hotter than Cali, wicked like Harry
[00:33.107]And **** Sally, I rather marry Halle
[00:35.066]I revive crowds with live styles
[00:36.863]Don't hang with jive pals
[00:37.951]Adios, ghost, I'm 5 thous'
[00:39.993]Well, I'm flave
[00:40.676]And I was down with the crime wave
[00:42.236]Now it's time saved, yo
[00:43.359]Cause now I'm a rhyme slave
[00:44.979]In '87 I sold cracks
[00:46.565]Collected some dough stacks, hold gats
[00:48.465]A joker got his soul taxed, and low rated
[00:51.000]Rappers you know who made it
[00:51.950]Tell the Terra to rotate it
[00:53.413]His raps are gold-plated
[00:55.005]This nigga Terra is past butter
[00:56.538]Sharp like a glass cutter, ass brother
[00:58.368]I leave your rhyme trash gutter
[00:59.934]I'm more rare, the MC in this warfare
[01:02.152]Put you in a morgue
[01:03.104]Where it's too late for that Lord prayer
[01:05.060]Power struck, Terra drops the follow-up
[01:07.205]Sour luck, niggas gotten props to swallow nuts
[01:09.762]For those that don't know
[01:10.778]Yo, I'm Herb McGruff
[01:11.874]I'm on some murder stuff
[01:13.196]And when I talk every verb is rough
[01:15.124]Front on this and get beat bad
[01:16.681]With big bats that bruise, break bones
[01:18.158]Then wind up bloody in a bodybag
[01:20.095]MC's are live, but I'm mad liver
[01:21.861]Aiyo, my rhymes are more funky
[01:23.244]Than a African cab driver
[01:25.076]Step to this and get sliced with ease
[01:26.671]Ate up like rice and peas
[01:27.905](Herb, can you fight?) Yo, I'm nice with these
[01:30.016]Ask the nigga in my last bout
[01:31.802]He thought I just was on some gun shit
[01:33.388]I had to knock his ass out
[01:35.106]Microphones I gotta tear
[01:36.632]Peace to Big L, straight from hell
[01:38.227]I'm the **** up outta here
[01:38.738]Aiyo, it's time to get drastic
[01:40.619]But God bless the fantastic, herb passed it
[01:43.040]Now I melt the mic like it's plastic
[01:44.947]I rag crews 'cause I'm bad news
[01:46.841]In a mad mood
[01:47.795]I'm serving brothers quicker than fast food
[01:50.005]Step to this and get your body blown
[01:51.841]'Cause I'm no maricon
[01:53.174]For poems I slide the hotties home
[01:55.060]Here's some advice, I'm mad nice
[01:56.846]Aiyo, I'm quick to lick the mag twice
[01:58.328]And cold take a fag's life
[01:59.840]My swellin' melon got niggas jealin'
[02:01.769]Aiyo, **** bribes
[02:02.753]I'm taking niggas lives like a felon
[02:04.502]Yo, I bust chumps like a Glock 10
[02:06.715]When I drops in
[02:07.715]The top ten is rocked when it's locked in
[02:09.810]I just abuse the flow
[02:11.068]Don't need a fuse to blow
[02:12.208]Bruise the groove slow
[02:13.259]When I rhyme I just kill the show
[02:15.065]I got lines that's deeper than a jail bid
[02:17.063]No frail, kids get nailed
[02:18.178]And read braille when they fail, dig
[02:19.794]Yeah, ain't I nasty, too nasty to trash me
[02:22.206]Bash me, aiyo, that's dead, so don't ask me
[02:25.051]You'd get bumped off if beef ever jumped off
[02:27.205]I never come soft, I gotta pump that sawed-off
[02:29.701]But when I let slugs out
[02:31.117]You will get rubbed out, for dissin'
[02:32.889]You come up missing like a cub scout
[02:34.369]Rappers be funny like Fletch
[02:35.659]Cause they sections say they slaughter, son
[02:37.280]Talk about nines and tecs
[02:38.501]And never shot a watergun
[02:39.930]But Killa Kam, I get erratic
[02:41.271]When it comes to static, there you have it
[02:43.071]A trigger fanatic with a automatic
[02:44.929]Increase the peace that cease
[02:46.197]Cause once I release, my crew from the east
[02:48.142]We leavin' at least, 20 police deceased
[02:50.527]It's the beast on attack
[02:51.553]So make tracks, I break backs
[02:52.727]I jack with def gats and black macs
[02:54.985]On Lenox Ave. ain't no light looks
[02:56.410]You fight crooks, left and right hooks
[02:58.191]If you front, get your life took
[02:59.391]I'm having nail-sharp pains
[03:00.611]In my brain like a Hellraiser
[03:02.348]I'm blazin' trails from jail cells
[03:03.882]So a trailblazer who find crime
[03:05.562]And fill the nine with nothing but lead
[03:07.280]Boom-bye-bye, dem find another batty bwoy dead
[03:09.964]In backyard alleys
[03:11.009]But I call 'em crack-more valleys
[03:12.436]And I pack more rallies than riots back in Cali
[03:14.927]And people wanna know the reason
[03:16.305]Why I blow my fuse
[03:17.234]I'm in a daze and I'm so confused
[03:20.004]From seein' heads shake
[03:20.947]So many times the lead make
[03:22.555]And Mike Boogie's next up
[03:23.715]And keep my head straight
[03:24.479]I should never rhyme
[03:25.338]Cause every time I step into a contest
[03:27.334]Kids evacuate the premises
[03:28.812]Like it's a bomb threat
[03:30.269]'Cause they know when I start droppin' poems
[03:31.977]That I be knockin' domes, poppin' bones
[03:33.538]And sendin' niggas hoppin' home
[03:35.047]Word to God, it's kinda hard for a fag to touch this
[03:37.621]So if you're coming to see me
[03:38.550]Nigga, bring a cast and crutches
[03:40.028]And niggas, I don't need a gun for you
[03:41.751]None of you, cause I can kill you dead
[03:43.305]With the lead from my Number 2
[03:45.149]And it's death in every paragraph
[03:47.173]And niggas learn when I burn their
[03:48.691]Mother****in' ass to ash
[03:50.060]No need to question am I nice
[03:51.218]Cause it's a fact, friend
[03:52.439]I shoot the gift like Santa Claus with a Mac-10
[03:54.676]And niggas ain't half as nice
[03:55.974]So they get sacrificed, and sent to the afterlife
[03:58.438]They ain't no match for Mike
[04:00.256]Now I'm bout to skate in a rush
[04:01.776]Just finished makin' it tough
[04:02.844]Peace to Big L, aiyo, 8 is enough
[04:05.131]True, true and before I get up outta here
[04:07.698]I gotta say peace to D-Whiz and Short Man
[04:10.211]Brothers that was there since the beginning
[04:12.063]What's up to Rock-N-Will from the Hard Pack Crew
[04:14.987]Peace to Mase Murder and the B.B.O. Crew
[04:17.448]The Best Out Crew, the M&M Crew
[04:20.060]And all the other crews that's representin in Harlem
[04:22.280]You know what I'm sayin?
[04:23.176]And last but not least
[04:24.483]I gotta say peace to the 139th Street NFL Crew
[04:27.980]My crew
[04:28.964]Word up