歌曲 | Crooked |
歌手 | Evil Nine |
歌手 | Aesop Rock |
专辑 | You Can Be Special Too |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Beaufoy, Blair, Pardy | |
Shh... the baby's sleeping | |
A blind date with CNN | |
a click | |
ouch | |
a click of beer man, that's the 10 year old | |
mother****ing deep space evil nine millimeter | |
white noise television | |
****ing 3am | |
gotta wonder if the roach was invented in my kitchen | |
[...] | |
the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
[...] | |
shut the **** up | |
don't wanna hear that shit | |
backwards | |
with the volume up to keep it all out | |
We | |
na na na na | |
We don't... | |
We don't like it when the city lights start fading | |
when the city lights fading then we can't get down (ok) | |
we don't like it when the city people act crooked | |
when the city people crooked then we can't get down (ok) | |
we don't like it when the city pigeons break wings | |
when the pigeons break wings then we can't get down (ok) | |
we don't like it when the city fire starts spreading | |
when the city fire's spreading then we can't get down (YO!) | |
Soup'ed up in it, crook with a cord | |
with a cord with a two ton gimmick | |
Deep space evil nine millimeter gimme | |
damn needle points in this pin cushion family | |
Hot damm at the N.Y. resin | |
I soaked the bad air, the smoke we sold | |
So I'll stop, child’s smile like a moby cobra, | |
low key dozer revoked me ultra, | |
choke out folks to promote the ulcer | |
chug, dro bear hug wrote the folklore | |
see the mangy branch off strange when he willow | |
weep till the face go paisley | |
[...] bad brains dumb dumb brainiac bust out, girder, flushed out | |
touch with a lush burn curdle in the dirt like its | |
Been all night at the earthworm church | |
Bang | |
clash with the ants and termites | |
ride through the wheels and fall off the dirt bike | |
well I still hold diamonds by the caseload | |
hide the prescriptions, tell her that I’m stable | |
A R strike the pause | |
Put the flaws in a box with a [...] **** off | |
Mallet for the media, mallet for the laws | |
dragging a mallet through the city when he walks | |
subliminal is so nineties, get wit it, | |
im more like bird watch then a mobster look | |
[...] | |
it goes dem’s good deeds | |
[...] stomach churning, round 2, quick, south of the sternum | |
what it is now, verse what it was, beat myself till the pain came up | |
dork faced boy got apocalypse charm | |
with a yellowy grin, metal thin, metal limb | |
metal kicks kiss metal bricks, kiss metal | |
metal with this an anti-bliss missile | |
close to the fire when I bare skin lie | |
leave me the idiot box I’m fine | |
but if i gotta see another roller skating parrot | |
on animal planet on a needle point eye | |
eye to the needle, clean set of chompers | |
made me a demo tape, [...] mobsters | |
go ahead y'all flap y'all chops | |
they stick wid it till their face fall off | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
Off your ****ing mind | |
shoot crooked | |
Ah. (Yo. Check It.) | |
we don't like it when the city lights start fading | |
when the city lights fading then we can't get down (ok) | |
we don't like it when the city people act crooked | |
when the city people crooked then we can't get down (ok) | |
we don't like it when the city pigeons break wings | |
when the pigeons break wings then we can't get down (ok) | |
we don't like it when the city fire starts spreading | |
when the fire's spreading then we can't get down | |
I met a girl with an angel face and two devil horns pokin' out | |
maybe with her brains replaced | |
She said walk to the store with her, ok | |
bought a carton of squares, I think I fell in love today | |
Now whats a pretty little thing like you doing walking | |
with a condor circle when the city lights fade | |
dead walk only to re-dig the graves | |
and make it big enough to fit tv's and microwaves | |
Ooooh she didnt say shit (nup) | |
Smiles that could melt the gloss off your whip | |
And before I could ask her about her high wire, | |
homegirl walked face first straight through the fire | |
kill the pigs and poke the lump with a fork | |
if it all bleeds y’all need to shut the oven door | |
Here half worm dirt in the mouth | |
so its raining mud when the tongue lash out | |
cool beans, perfect dope | |
like Aes with a rafter and 6 feet of rope | |
[...] spill out hate in all sections, | |
you can get ****ed when you stand at attention | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
(Evilest) | |
Fix the ****ing antenna! | |
we don't like it when the city lights start fading | |
when the city lights fading then we can't get down (ok) | |
we don't like it when the city people act crooked | |
when the city people crooked then we can't get down (ok) | |
we don't like it when the city pigeons break wings | |
when the pigeons break wings then we can't get down (ok) | |
we don't like it when the city fire starts spreading | |
when the fire starts spreading then we can't get down (ok) | |
no doubt | |
he ain’t, he ain’t got a gun in no shoe box | |
Face to the floor drop it | |
Still carry the evilest nine weapons | |
[...]at the same time. That's talent. | |
[...] | |
I think...I think we woke the baby. |
zuo qu : Beaufoy, Blair, Pardy | |
Shh... the baby' s sleeping | |
A blind date with CNN | |
a click | |
ouch | |
a click of beer man, that' s the 10 year old | |
mother ing deep space evil nine millimeter | |
white noise television | |
ing 3am | |
gotta wonder if the roach was invented in my kitchen | |
... | |
the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
... | |
shut the up | |
don' t wanna hear that shit | |
backwards | |
with the volume up to keep it all out | |
We | |
na na na na | |
We don' t... | |
We don' t like it when the city lights start fading | |
when the city lights fading then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city people act crooked | |
when the city people crooked then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city pigeons break wings | |
when the pigeons break wings then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city fire starts spreading | |
when the city fire' s spreading then we can' t get down YO! | |
Soup' ed up in it, crook with a cord | |
with a cord with a two ton gimmick | |
Deep space evil nine millimeter gimme | |
damn needle points in this pin cushion family | |
Hot damm at the N. Y. resin | |
I soaked the bad air, the smoke we sold | |
So I' ll stop, child' s smile like a moby cobra, | |
low key dozer revoked me ultra, | |
choke out folks to promote the ulcer | |
chug, dro bear hug wrote the folklore | |
see the mangy branch off strange when he willow | |
weep till the face go paisley | |
... bad brains dumb dumb brainiac bust out, girder, flushed out | |
touch with a lush burn curdle in the dirt like its | |
Been all night at the earthworm church | |
Bang | |
clash with the ants and termites | |
ride through the wheels and fall off the dirt bike | |
well I still hold diamonds by the caseload | |
hide the prescriptions, tell her that I' m stable | |
A R strike the pause | |
Put the flaws in a box with a ... off | |
Mallet for the media, mallet for the laws | |
dragging a mallet through the city when he walks | |
subliminal is so nineties, get wit it, | |
im more like bird watch then a mobster look | |
... | |
it goes dem' s good deeds | |
... stomach churning, round 2, quick, south of the sternum | |
what it is now, verse what it was, beat myself till the pain came up | |
dork faced boy got apocalypse charm | |
with a yellowy grin, metal thin, metal limb | |
metal kicks kiss metal bricks, kiss metal | |
metal with this an antibliss missile | |
close to the fire when I bare skin lie | |
leave me the idiot box I' m fine | |
but if i gotta see another roller skating parrot | |
on animal planet on a needle point eye | |
eye to the needle, clean set of chompers | |
made me a demo tape, ... mobsters | |
go ahead y' all flap y' all chops | |
they stick wid it till their face fall off | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
Off your ing mind | |
shoot crooked | |
Ah. Yo. Check It. | |
we don' t like it when the city lights start fading | |
when the city lights fading then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city people act crooked | |
when the city people crooked then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city pigeons break wings | |
when the pigeons break wings then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city fire starts spreading | |
when the fire' s spreading then we can' t get down | |
I met a girl with an angel face and two devil horns pokin' out | |
maybe with her brains replaced | |
She said walk to the store with her, ok | |
bought a carton of squares, I think I fell in love today | |
Now whats a pretty little thing like you doing walking | |
with a condor circle when the city lights fade | |
dead walk only to redig the graves | |
and make it big enough to fit tv' s and microwaves | |
Ooooh she didnt say shit nup | |
Smiles that could melt the gloss off your whip | |
And before I could ask her about her high wire, | |
homegirl walked face first straight through the fire | |
kill the pigs and poke the lump with a fork | |
if it all bleeds y' all need to shut the oven door | |
Here half worm dirt in the mouth | |
so its raining mud when the tongue lash out | |
cool beans, perfect dope | |
like Aes with a rafter and 6 feet of rope | |
... spill out hate in all sections, | |
you can get ed when you stand at attention | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
Evilest | |
Fix the ing antenna! | |
we don' t like it when the city lights start fading | |
when the city lights fading then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city people act crooked | |
when the city people crooked then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city pigeons break wings | |
when the pigeons break wings then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city fire starts spreading | |
when the fire starts spreading then we can' t get down ok | |
no doubt | |
he ain' t, he ain' t got a gun in no shoe box | |
Face to the floor drop it | |
Still carry the evilest nine weapons | |
... at the same time. That' s talent. | |
... | |
I think... I think we woke the baby. |
zuò qǔ : Beaufoy, Blair, Pardy | |
Shh... the baby' s sleeping | |
A blind date with CNN | |
a click | |
ouch | |
a click of beer man, that' s the 10 year old | |
mother ing deep space evil nine millimeter | |
white noise television | |
ing 3am | |
gotta wonder if the roach was invented in my kitchen | |
... | |
the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
... | |
shut the up | |
don' t wanna hear that shit | |
backwards | |
with the volume up to keep it all out | |
We | |
na na na na | |
We don' t... | |
We don' t like it when the city lights start fading | |
when the city lights fading then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city people act crooked | |
when the city people crooked then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city pigeons break wings | |
when the pigeons break wings then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city fire starts spreading | |
when the city fire' s spreading then we can' t get down YO! | |
Soup' ed up in it, crook with a cord | |
with a cord with a two ton gimmick | |
Deep space evil nine millimeter gimme | |
damn needle points in this pin cushion family | |
Hot damm at the N. Y. resin | |
I soaked the bad air, the smoke we sold | |
So I' ll stop, child' s smile like a moby cobra, | |
low key dozer revoked me ultra, | |
choke out folks to promote the ulcer | |
chug, dro bear hug wrote the folklore | |
see the mangy branch off strange when he willow | |
weep till the face go paisley | |
... bad brains dumb dumb brainiac bust out, girder, flushed out | |
touch with a lush burn curdle in the dirt like its | |
Been all night at the earthworm church | |
Bang | |
clash with the ants and termites | |
ride through the wheels and fall off the dirt bike | |
well I still hold diamonds by the caseload | |
hide the prescriptions, tell her that I' m stable | |
A R strike the pause | |
Put the flaws in a box with a ... off | |
Mallet for the media, mallet for the laws | |
dragging a mallet through the city when he walks | |
subliminal is so nineties, get wit it, | |
im more like bird watch then a mobster look | |
... | |
it goes dem' s good deeds | |
... stomach churning, round 2, quick, south of the sternum | |
what it is now, verse what it was, beat myself till the pain came up | |
dork faced boy got apocalypse charm | |
with a yellowy grin, metal thin, metal limb | |
metal kicks kiss metal bricks, kiss metal | |
metal with this an antibliss missile | |
close to the fire when I bare skin lie | |
leave me the idiot box I' m fine | |
but if i gotta see another roller skating parrot | |
on animal planet on a needle point eye | |
eye to the needle, clean set of chompers | |
made me a demo tape, ... mobsters | |
go ahead y' all flap y' all chops | |
they stick wid it till their face fall off | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
Off your ing mind | |
shoot crooked | |
Ah. Yo. Check It. | |
we don' t like it when the city lights start fading | |
when the city lights fading then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city people act crooked | |
when the city people crooked then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city pigeons break wings | |
when the pigeons break wings then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city fire starts spreading | |
when the fire' s spreading then we can' t get down | |
I met a girl with an angel face and two devil horns pokin' out | |
maybe with her brains replaced | |
She said walk to the store with her, ok | |
bought a carton of squares, I think I fell in love today | |
Now whats a pretty little thing like you doing walking | |
with a condor circle when the city lights fade | |
dead walk only to redig the graves | |
and make it big enough to fit tv' s and microwaves | |
Ooooh she didnt say shit nup | |
Smiles that could melt the gloss off your whip | |
And before I could ask her about her high wire, | |
homegirl walked face first straight through the fire | |
kill the pigs and poke the lump with a fork | |
if it all bleeds y' all need to shut the oven door | |
Here half worm dirt in the mouth | |
so its raining mud when the tongue lash out | |
cool beans, perfect dope | |
like Aes with a rafter and 6 feet of rope | |
... spill out hate in all sections, | |
you can get ed when you stand at attention | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
And the evilest of nines guaranteed to shoot crooked | |
Evilest | |
Fix the ing antenna! | |
we don' t like it when the city lights start fading | |
when the city lights fading then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city people act crooked | |
when the city people crooked then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city pigeons break wings | |
when the pigeons break wings then we can' t get down ok | |
we don' t like it when the city fire starts spreading | |
when the fire starts spreading then we can' t get down ok | |
no doubt | |
he ain' t, he ain' t got a gun in no shoe box | |
Face to the floor drop it | |
Still carry the evilest nine weapons | |
... at the same time. That' s talent. | |
... | |
I think... I think we woke the baby. |