Richter Scale 歌词
| 歌曲 | Richter Scale |
| 歌手 | EPMD |
| 专辑 | Back In Business |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Erick Sermon/P. Smith | |
| Check one, uh-huh | |
| Yeah, aww yeah, uhh | |
| Richter Scale | |
| It goes lights, camera, action | |
| I'm onOne more time to kill 'em, my rap flow is fulfilling | |
| I scream with the | |
| Beastie Boys, "What time is it?" | |
| It's two o'clock, you gettin' knocked out the box | |
| Then kicked off the block, | |
| Def Squad | |
| Hit SquadNo we won't stop, **** it, call the cops | |
| I be the invincible, in the school of hard knocks, | |
| I'm the principle | |
| Fatman Joe you know | |
| As you suffer the repercussions, comin' through the blaze | |
| Bust the crime scene, 'cause some drama | |
| Niggaz duckin' when we come through, throwin' the jab, in the one-two | |
| Layin' MC's out to trap, when we run through, like what? | |
| Like the marathon, flooded with the diamonds on | |
| Get my rhymin' on, | |
| EPMD ****in' shinin' on | |
| Back to Biz, new address with the fat crib | |
| My shit in the | |
| Wiz, poli'-in with the big wigs | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tip-top and ya don't stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tip-top and ya don't stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Bust the techniques, | |
| E.D. fantastic | |
| Unreal Gang | |
| Starr shit, | |
| Mass Appeal | |
| Rap's top dawg, | |
| I'm the one you call on | |
| To get Sic'- | |
| Wid-It, E don't forget it | |
| I'm six, two and a half, heavyset, chocolate brown | |
| Hell of a jab, gift of gab | |
| I'm the elite, keep it underground like street level | |
| I rock a Rolex watch with a diamond bezel | |
| Rap terror terror, | |
| EPMD, a new era | |
| Off the Richter | |
| Scale, blowin' hotter than ever | |
| With the Squadron, beg your pardon, got the heads noddin' | |
| Lost your mind and said, "Shit!" when we barged in | |
| The front door, rugged, keeps our shit raw | |
| Make hits for the fans, plus the world tour | |
| Believe that, peep that | |
| E and P's back | |
| Wreckin' heads daily, so chill and get the bozack | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tip-top and ya don't stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tip-top and ya don't stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Yo Royal Flush-in, all my cats be bustin' | |
| Servin' you customers and those fake hustlers | |
| Whassup? Step to me, | |
| I smack you silly | |
| I'm the Kid, but no comparison to | |
| BillyI ain't scared of you mother****ers, can't you tell? | |
| Girls lose to me when they groove to | |
| MaxwellI got one life to live so | |
| I'm livin' | |
| Got girls to be hittin', more cars to be drivin' | |
| We stripped too many beats to make too many niggaz to break | |
| No moves are fake, no warnin' shots fired blastin' on crews | |
| Like corrupt | |
| JakesThe Black | |
| Viper, scream on | |
| MC's and rhyme cyphers | |
| More Dangerous | |
| Mind than, | |
| Michelle Pfeiffer | |
| So skedaddle-daddle, you get rattled don't wanna battle-battle | |
| Put one to your rhyme saddle, stompin' through, like wild cattle | |
| We flow beef so dead that, let that shit cease | |
| I'm quick with the hands, plus accurate with the two-piece | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tip-top and ya don't stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tip-top and ya don't stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale |
| zuo qu : Erick Sermon P. Smith | |
| Check one, uhhuh | |
| Yeah, aww yeah, uhh | |
| Richter Scale | |
| It goes lights, camera, action | |
| I' m onOne more time to kill ' em, my rap flow is fulfilling | |
| I scream with the | |
| Beastie Boys, " What time is it?" | |
| It' s two o' clock, you gettin' knocked out the box | |
| Then kicked off the block, | |
| Def Squad | |
| Hit SquadNo we won' t stop, it, call the cops | |
| I be the invincible, in the school of hard knocks, | |
| I' m the principle | |
| Fatman Joe you know | |
| As you suffer the repercussions, comin' through the blaze | |
| Bust the crime scene, ' cause some drama | |
| Niggaz duckin' when we come through, throwin' the jab, in the onetwo | |
| Layin' MC' s out to trap, when we run through, like what? | |
| Like the marathon, flooded with the diamonds on | |
| Get my rhymin' on, | |
| EPMD in' shinin' on | |
| Back to Biz, new address with the fat crib | |
| My shit in the | |
| Wiz, poli' in with the big wigs | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Bust the techniques, | |
| E. D. fantastic | |
| Unreal Gang | |
| Starr shit, | |
| Mass Appeal | |
| Rap' s top dawg, | |
| I' m the one you call on | |
| To get Sic' | |
| WidIt, E don' t forget it | |
| I' m six, two and a half, heavyset, chocolate brown | |
| Hell of a jab, gift of gab | |
| I' m the elite, keep it underground like street level | |
| I rock a Rolex watch with a diamond bezel | |
| Rap terror terror, | |
| EPMD, a new era | |
| Off the Richter | |
| Scale, blowin' hotter than ever | |
| With the Squadron, beg your pardon, got the heads noddin' | |
| Lost your mind and said, " Shit!" when we barged in | |
| The front door, rugged, keeps our shit raw | |
| Make hits for the fans, plus the world tour | |
| Believe that, peep that | |
| E and P' s back | |
| Wreckin' heads daily, so chill and get the bozack | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Yo Royal Flushin, all my cats be bustin' | |
| Servin' you customers and those fake hustlers | |
| Whassup? Step to me, | |
| I smack you silly | |
| I' m the Kid, but no comparison to | |
| BillyI ain' t scared of you mother ers, can' t you tell? | |
| Girls lose to me when they groove to | |
| MaxwellI got one life to live so | |
| I' m livin' | |
| Got girls to be hittin', more cars to be drivin' | |
| We stripped too many beats to make too many niggaz to break | |
| No moves are fake, no warnin' shots fired blastin' on crews | |
| Like corrupt | |
| JakesThe Black | |
| Viper, scream on | |
| MC' s and rhyme cyphers | |
| More Dangerous | |
| Mind than, | |
| Michelle Pfeiffer | |
| So skedaddledaddle, you get rattled don' t wanna battlebattle | |
| Put one to your rhyme saddle, stompin' through, like wild cattle | |
| We flow beef so dead that, let that shit cease | |
| I' m quick with the hands, plus accurate with the twopiece | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale |
| zuò qǔ : Erick Sermon P. Smith | |
| Check one, uhhuh | |
| Yeah, aww yeah, uhh | |
| Richter Scale | |
| It goes lights, camera, action | |
| I' m onOne more time to kill ' em, my rap flow is fulfilling | |
| I scream with the | |
| Beastie Boys, " What time is it?" | |
| It' s two o' clock, you gettin' knocked out the box | |
| Then kicked off the block, | |
| Def Squad | |
| Hit SquadNo we won' t stop, it, call the cops | |
| I be the invincible, in the school of hard knocks, | |
| I' m the principle | |
| Fatman Joe you know | |
| As you suffer the repercussions, comin' through the blaze | |
| Bust the crime scene, ' cause some drama | |
| Niggaz duckin' when we come through, throwin' the jab, in the onetwo | |
| Layin' MC' s out to trap, when we run through, like what? | |
| Like the marathon, flooded with the diamonds on | |
| Get my rhymin' on, | |
| EPMD in' shinin' on | |
| Back to Biz, new address with the fat crib | |
| My shit in the | |
| Wiz, poli' in with the big wigs | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Bust the techniques, | |
| E. D. fantastic | |
| Unreal Gang | |
| Starr shit, | |
| Mass Appeal | |
| Rap' s top dawg, | |
| I' m the one you call on | |
| To get Sic' | |
| WidIt, E don' t forget it | |
| I' m six, two and a half, heavyset, chocolate brown | |
| Hell of a jab, gift of gab | |
| I' m the elite, keep it underground like street level | |
| I rock a Rolex watch with a diamond bezel | |
| Rap terror terror, | |
| EPMD, a new era | |
| Off the Richter | |
| Scale, blowin' hotter than ever | |
| With the Squadron, beg your pardon, got the heads noddin' | |
| Lost your mind and said, " Shit!" when we barged in | |
| The front door, rugged, keeps our shit raw | |
| Make hits for the fans, plus the world tour | |
| Believe that, peep that | |
| E and P' s back | |
| Wreckin' heads daily, so chill and get the bozack | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Yo Royal Flushin, all my cats be bustin' | |
| Servin' you customers and those fake hustlers | |
| Whassup? Step to me, | |
| I smack you silly | |
| I' m the Kid, but no comparison to | |
| BillyI ain' t scared of you mother ers, can' t you tell? | |
| Girls lose to me when they groove to | |
| MaxwellI got one life to live so | |
| I' m livin' | |
| Got girls to be hittin', more cars to be drivin' | |
| We stripped too many beats to make too many niggaz to break | |
| No moves are fake, no warnin' shots fired blastin' on crews | |
| Like corrupt | |
| JakesThe Black | |
| Viper, scream on | |
| MC' s and rhyme cyphers | |
| More Dangerous | |
| Mind than, | |
| Michelle Pfeiffer | |
| So skedaddledaddle, you get rattled don' t wanna battlebattle | |
| Put one to your rhyme saddle, stompin' through, like wild cattle | |
| We flow beef so dead that, let that shit cease | |
| I' m quick with the hands, plus accurate with the twopiece | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale | |
| Off the meter, and everytime we reach the | |
| Tiptop and ya don' t stop, uhh! | |
| In the field of rap, we pull rank no question | |
| We top the | |
| Richter Scale |
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