歌曲 | Imma Gitz Mine - Album Version (Explicit) |
歌手 | Erick Sermon |
专辑 | No Pressure |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sermon | |
Aooowwwwwwwwwwwww! | |
Part one, the mastermind begins upon a quest | |
Gettin stupid -- shootin rhymes like arrows shot by cupid | |
Ahh, you so crazy, is what somebody told me | |
You can't hold me, so why you actin bold g? | |
Come correct when you steppin dude, don't get rude | |
Or I might blast you durin my interlude | |
But for real though, | |
I'm doper than chronic | |
A million dollar man, but | |
I'm not bionic | |
Erick sermon, a name you know so don't front kid | |
E.d., rock the mic and roll the blunt, ya dig? | |
Goal is to get naughty by nature | |
And blow up like when girls blow up my skypager | |
Make loot by the stacks - so when | |
I come back | |
Through my neighborhood, they see | |
I'm doin good | |
I got my hat to the back, my hands down below | |
So act like you know | |
Chorus: erick sermon (repeat 2x) | |
Imma gitz mine, you go and get yours (3x) | |
Imma gitz mine, you got it![erick sermon] | |
Part two, show the way | |
I flip the funk lyric | |
And get ghost - with the magical form of spirit | |
I do my thing, | |
I don't dare front or flake | |
I commence to earthquake, dominate, and cremate | |
Abuse and use a funky form of dialect | |
When I mic check, | |
I freak the ill concept like | |
Skip to my loo my darling, | |
I hear someone calling | |
Hey, erick sermon, yes yes y'alling | |
I got funk by the ounce to make you bounce | |
To the bus stop, and flash back to the wop | |
Now I got the +vibeology+, in a funky way | |
Somethin paula abdul would say | |
My style development, should be arrested | |
Arrested development, _everyday people_ | |
From my heritage kickin, e's on a mission | |
It's a black thing kid, and not the blonde ambition | |
Mackaframa, fly mack-dose | |
Got props from north south, east and the west coast | |
Like michael jackson boy, just _leave me alone_ | |
Cause once again it's on | |
Chorus[erick sermon](worrrd) one two, as | |
I speak upon the funk | |
Why is that when the ? , the people told the junk | |
Man, we can't have anything | |
Why can't we all just get along like my man rodney king | |
I'm a young man, doin what | |
I have toWho asked you? | |
I'm doin what | |
I gotta do | |
I'm guaranteed to have my own show, like arsenio | |
If I maintain to be a desperado | |
Stayin wicked when | |
I kick it through your speaker | |
You might think | |
I'm a alien, but that's a corny ? | |
Because my ways are, "strange -- and | |
I like it" | |
And got power like a psychic | |
I'm +cool like dat+ when | |
I react with the rap | |
But if you ain't down with it then get the bozack | |
Chorus |
zuo ci : Sermon | |
Aooowwwwwwwwwwwww! | |
Part one, the mastermind begins upon a quest | |
Gettin stupid shootin rhymes like arrows shot by cupid | |
Ahh, you so crazy, is what somebody told me | |
You can' t hold me, so why you actin bold g? | |
Come correct when you steppin dude, don' t get rude | |
Or I might blast you durin my interlude | |
But for real though, | |
I' m doper than chronic | |
A million dollar man, but | |
I' m not bionic | |
Erick sermon, a name you know so don' t front kid | |
E. d., rock the mic and roll the blunt, ya dig? | |
Goal is to get naughty by nature | |
And blow up like when girls blow up my skypager | |
Make loot by the stacks so when | |
I come back | |
Through my neighborhood, they see | |
I' m doin good | |
I got my hat to the back, my hands down below | |
So act like you know | |
Chorus: erick sermon repeat 2x | |
Imma gitz mine, you go and get yours 3x | |
Imma gitz mine, you got it! erick sermon | |
Part two, show the way | |
I flip the funk lyric | |
And get ghost with the magical form of spirit | |
I do my thing, | |
I don' t dare front or flake | |
I commence to earthquake, dominate, and cremate | |
Abuse and use a funky form of dialect | |
When I mic check, | |
I freak the ill concept like | |
Skip to my loo my darling, | |
I hear someone calling | |
Hey, erick sermon, yes yes y' alling | |
I got funk by the ounce to make you bounce | |
To the bus stop, and flash back to the wop | |
Now I got the vibeology, in a funky way | |
Somethin paula abdul would say | |
My style development, should be arrested | |
Arrested development, _everyday people_ | |
From my heritage kickin, e' s on a mission | |
It' s a black thing kid, and not the blonde ambition | |
Mackaframa, fly mackdose | |
Got props from north south, east and the west coast | |
Like michael jackson boy, just _leave me alone_ | |
Cause once again it' s on | |
Chorus erick sermon worrrd one two, as | |
I speak upon the funk | |
Why is that when the ? , the people told the junk | |
Man, we can' t have anything | |
Why can' t we all just get along like my man rodney king | |
I' m a young man, doin what | |
I have toWho asked you? | |
I' m doin what | |
I gotta do | |
I' m guaranteed to have my own show, like arsenio | |
If I maintain to be a desperado | |
Stayin wicked when | |
I kick it through your speaker | |
You might think | |
I' m a alien, but that' s a corny ? | |
Because my ways are, " strange and | |
I like it" | |
And got power like a psychic | |
I' m cool like dat when | |
I react with the rap | |
But if you ain' t down with it then get the bozack | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Sermon | |
Aooowwwwwwwwwwwww! | |
Part one, the mastermind begins upon a quest | |
Gettin stupid shootin rhymes like arrows shot by cupid | |
Ahh, you so crazy, is what somebody told me | |
You can' t hold me, so why you actin bold g? | |
Come correct when you steppin dude, don' t get rude | |
Or I might blast you durin my interlude | |
But for real though, | |
I' m doper than chronic | |
A million dollar man, but | |
I' m not bionic | |
Erick sermon, a name you know so don' t front kid | |
E. d., rock the mic and roll the blunt, ya dig? | |
Goal is to get naughty by nature | |
And blow up like when girls blow up my skypager | |
Make loot by the stacks so when | |
I come back | |
Through my neighborhood, they see | |
I' m doin good | |
I got my hat to the back, my hands down below | |
So act like you know | |
Chorus: erick sermon repeat 2x | |
Imma gitz mine, you go and get yours 3x | |
Imma gitz mine, you got it! erick sermon | |
Part two, show the way | |
I flip the funk lyric | |
And get ghost with the magical form of spirit | |
I do my thing, | |
I don' t dare front or flake | |
I commence to earthquake, dominate, and cremate | |
Abuse and use a funky form of dialect | |
When I mic check, | |
I freak the ill concept like | |
Skip to my loo my darling, | |
I hear someone calling | |
Hey, erick sermon, yes yes y' alling | |
I got funk by the ounce to make you bounce | |
To the bus stop, and flash back to the wop | |
Now I got the vibeology, in a funky way | |
Somethin paula abdul would say | |
My style development, should be arrested | |
Arrested development, _everyday people_ | |
From my heritage kickin, e' s on a mission | |
It' s a black thing kid, and not the blonde ambition | |
Mackaframa, fly mackdose | |
Got props from north south, east and the west coast | |
Like michael jackson boy, just _leave me alone_ | |
Cause once again it' s on | |
Chorus erick sermon worrrd one two, as | |
I speak upon the funk | |
Why is that when the ? , the people told the junk | |
Man, we can' t have anything | |
Why can' t we all just get along like my man rodney king | |
I' m a young man, doin what | |
I have toWho asked you? | |
I' m doin what | |
I gotta do | |
I' m guaranteed to have my own show, like arsenio | |
If I maintain to be a desperado | |
Stayin wicked when | |
I kick it through your speaker | |
You might think | |
I' m a alien, but that' s a corny ? | |
Because my ways are, " strange and | |
I like it" | |
And got power like a psychic | |
I' m cool like dat when | |
I react with the rap | |
But if you ain' t down with it then get the bozack | |
Chorus |