| 歌曲 | Oh Hail No |
| 歌手 | El-P |
| 专辑 | Cancer 4 Cure |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:08.626][Verse 1: El-P] | |
| [00:45.807] | Ever notice when you talk I just cut myself? |
| [00:47.932] | On some ultimate **** you, go **** yourself |
| [00:50.061] | Like that was so heartfelt, you really touched yourself |
| [00:52.718] | I loved the part where you cried, I liked nothing else |
| [00:55.100] | Who me? Every breath is a criminal, critical breach |
| [00:57.761] | Bloody guns, speech, beat minimalisimo |
| [00:59.885] | Make you spin like you sniffing that god particle |
| [01:02.277] | That purple cloak of the dusk, an odd article |
| [01:04.938] | Originator decay, caterwaul brand, Dawn Treader rising |
| [01:08.914] | Hollow man bop, gliding |
| [01:10.508] | Shuffle through the tides of slime smiling |
| [01:12.103] | Could be the high or just mind control dying |
| [01:14.766] | **** it throw me on the problem pile |
| [01:17.677] | I'm a grin from the garbage, stained parchment |
| [01:20.073] | Peeking out of my blinds in the apartment |
| [01:22.196] | Waiting for that "Hark hear that archangel calling?" |
| [01:24.592] | |
| [01:24.859][Hook] | |
| [01:25.121] | Pocket full of air plus nothing to wear |
| [01:26.981] | I’ve been told I was put here to fail |
| [01:28.580] | But never ask me to hail |
| [01:31.431] | Never ask me to hail |
| [01:33.813] | I’m strapped in shaved head in an electric chair |
| [01:36.738] | With a grin going out with a flair |
| [01:38.581] | But never ask me to hail |
| [01:41.231] | Never ask me to hail |
| [01:42.291] | |
| [01:42.559][Verse 2: Mr. Muther****in’ eXquire] | |
| [01:44.682] | Jesus turned water to wine, I turn liquor to ur-ine |
| [01:46.813] | Sex with one whore is deplorable I need four at a time |
| [01:49.203] | Maybe I’m lost in the grind, haunted by all I desire |
| [01:51.851] | Forcibly caused to be normal, bonded and tossed in the fire |
| [01:54.246] | Cross hairs of corporate design, cogs that all move in align- |
| [01:56.637] | Meant to be something other than this but I think I forgot |
| [01:59.032] | Shyamalan twist in the plot, camelot sword from the rock |
| [02:01.688] | No I won't piss in your pot, life put that bishop in Pac |
| [02:04.072] | Visceral, villianous, vindictated by venomous ****s |
| [02:06.463] | Vicious, concealing, my mental illness by willing a smile |
| [02:09.123] | Endless, intentions to climb, uphill and piss in the sky |
| [02:11.514] | (Brooklyn is up in this mother****er so suck on our) **** |
| [02:14.174] | |
| [02:14.429][Hook] | |
| [02:14.693] | Pocket full of air plus nothing to wear |
| [02:16.759] | I’ve been told I was put here to fail |
| [02:18.347] | But never ask me to hail |
| [02:20.654] | Never ask me to hail |
| [02:24.368] | I’m strapped in shaved head in an electric chair |
| [02:26.230] | With a grin going out with a flair |
| [02:28.355] | But never ask me to hail |
| [02:30.749] | Never ask me to hail |
| [02:35.523] | |
| [02:35.790] | *Beat Switch* |
| [02:42.967] | |
| [02:43.234][Verse 3: Danny Brown] | |
| [02:43.500] | Check! |
| [02:44.031] | The natural magician, these rappers' nutrition |
| [02:46.676] | I'm shitting on their writtens while I'm pissing on their freestyles |
| [02:49.603] | My patterns are argyle, your's more checker board |
| [02:52.262] | My lecture is Lecter, your texture is pocket protector |
| [02:55.986] | With techniques I tech up your sector |
| [02:57.834] | Inspector Gadget with the ratchet |
| [03:00.227] | ***** won a beauty pageant, bought her ass a rabbit |
| [03:03.150] | But not a furry bunny ***** I'm all about these moneys |
| [03:06.075] | Ah! Tummy empty and I'm dazed when sunny |
| [03:09.521] | So I had to sell crack cause I ain't wanna be bummy |
| [03:12.712] | Granny gave me couple dollars while she played gin and rummy |
| [03:15.635] | Off that Mobb Deep shit had me saying dunny |
| [03:18.561] | Done. This nigga here is not a dummy |
| [03:21.212] | Look at all that he has done, you niggas feeling crummy |
| [03:24.666] | Gummy bear you running where? It's like a fat ***** running a hundred stairs |
| [03:30.783] | I'm Ric Flair, with thick hair |
| [03:33.162] | Yelling out "Woo!" getting head in the director's chair |
| [00:08.626][Verse 1: El-P] | |
| [00:45.807] | Ever notice when you talk I just cut myself? |
| [00:47.932] | On some ultimate you, go yourself |
| [00:50.061] | Like that was so heartfelt, you really touched yourself |
| [00:52.718] | I loved the part where you cried, I liked nothing else |
| [00:55.100] | Who me? Every breath is a criminal, critical breach |
| [00:57.761] | Bloody guns, speech, beat minimalisimo |
| [00:59.885] | Make you spin like you sniffing that god particle |
| [01:02.277] | That purple cloak of the dusk, an odd article |
| [01:04.938] | Originator decay, caterwaul brand, Dawn Treader rising |
| [01:08.914] | Hollow man bop, gliding |
| [01:10.508] | Shuffle through the tides of slime smiling |
| [01:12.103] | Could be the high or just mind control dying |
| [01:14.766] | it throw me on the problem pile |
| [01:17.677] | I' m a grin from the garbage, stained parchment |
| [01:20.073] | Peeking out of my blinds in the apartment |
| [01:22.196] | Waiting for that " Hark hear that archangel calling?" |
| [01:24.592] | |
| [01:24.859][Hook] | |
| [01:25.121] | Pocket full of air plus nothing to wear |
| [01:26.981] | I' ve been told I was put here to fail |
| [01:28.580] | But never ask me to hail |
| [01:31.431] | Never ask me to hail |
| [01:33.813] | I' m strapped in shaved head in an electric chair |
| [01:36.738] | With a grin going out with a flair |
| [01:38.581] | But never ask me to hail |
| [01:41.231] | Never ask me to hail |
| [01:42.291] | |
| [01:42.559][Verse 2: Mr. Muther****in’ eXquire] | |
| [01:44.682] | Jesus turned water to wine, I turn liquor to urine |
| [01:46.813] | Sex with one whore is deplorable I need four at a time |
| [01:49.203] | Maybe I' m lost in the grind, haunted by all I desire |
| [01:51.851] | Forcibly caused to be normal, bonded and tossed in the fire |
| [01:54.246] | Cross hairs of corporate design, cogs that all move in align |
| [01:56.637] | Meant to be something other than this but I think I forgot |
| [01:59.032] | Shyamalan twist in the plot, camelot sword from the rock |
| [02:01.688] | No I won' t piss in your pot, life put that bishop in Pac |
| [02:04.072] | Visceral, villianous, vindictated by venomous s |
| [02:06.463] | Vicious, concealing, my mental illness by willing a smile |
| [02:09.123] | Endless, intentions to climb, uphill and piss in the sky |
| [02:11.514] | Brooklyn is up in this mother er so suck on our |
| [02:14.174] | |
| [02:14.429][Hook] | |
| [02:14.693] | Pocket full of air plus nothing to wear |
| [02:16.759] | I' ve been told I was put here to fail |
| [02:18.347] | But never ask me to hail |
| [02:20.654] | Never ask me to hail |
| [02:24.368] | I' m strapped in shaved head in an electric chair |
| [02:26.230] | With a grin going out with a flair |
| [02:28.355] | But never ask me to hail |
| [02:30.749] | Never ask me to hail |
| [02:35.523] | |
| [02:35.790] | Beat Switch |
| [02:42.967] | |
| [02:43.234][Verse 3: Danny Brown] | |
| [02:43.500] | Check! |
| [02:44.031] | The natural magician, these rappers' nutrition |
| [02:46.676] | I' m shitting on their writtens while I' m pissing on their freestyles |
| [02:49.603] | My patterns are argyle, your' s more checker board |
| [02:52.262] | My lecture is Lecter, your texture is pocket protector |
| [02:55.986] | With techniques I tech up your sector |
| [02:57.834] | Inspector Gadget with the ratchet |
| [03:00.227] | won a beauty pageant, bought her ass a rabbit |
| [03:03.150] | But not a furry bunny I' m all about these moneys |
| [03:06.075] | Ah! Tummy empty and I' m dazed when sunny |
| [03:09.521] | So I had to sell crack cause I ain' t wanna be bummy |
| [03:12.712] | Granny gave me couple dollars while she played gin and rummy |
| [03:15.635] | Off that Mobb Deep shit had me saying dunny |
| [03:18.561] | Done. This nigga here is not a dummy |
| [03:21.212] | Look at all that he has done, you niggas feeling crummy |
| [03:24.666] | Gummy bear you running where? It' s like a fat running a hundred stairs |
| [03:30.783] | I' m Ric Flair, with thick hair |
| [03:33.162] | Yelling out " Woo!" getting head in the director' s chair |
| [00:08.626][Verse 1: El-P] | |
| [00:45.807] | Ever notice when you talk I just cut myself? |
| [00:47.932] | On some ultimate you, go yourself |
| [00:50.061] | Like that was so heartfelt, you really touched yourself |
| [00:52.718] | I loved the part where you cried, I liked nothing else |
| [00:55.100] | Who me? Every breath is a criminal, critical breach |
| [00:57.761] | Bloody guns, speech, beat minimalisimo |
| [00:59.885] | Make you spin like you sniffing that god particle |
| [01:02.277] | That purple cloak of the dusk, an odd article |
| [01:04.938] | Originator decay, caterwaul brand, Dawn Treader rising |
| [01:08.914] | Hollow man bop, gliding |
| [01:10.508] | Shuffle through the tides of slime smiling |
| [01:12.103] | Could be the high or just mind control dying |
| [01:14.766] | it throw me on the problem pile |
| [01:17.677] | I' m a grin from the garbage, stained parchment |
| [01:20.073] | Peeking out of my blinds in the apartment |
| [01:22.196] | Waiting for that " Hark hear that archangel calling?" |
| [01:24.592] | |
| [01:24.859][Hook] | |
| [01:25.121] | Pocket full of air plus nothing to wear |
| [01:26.981] | I' ve been told I was put here to fail |
| [01:28.580] | But never ask me to hail |
| [01:31.431] | Never ask me to hail |
| [01:33.813] | I' m strapped in shaved head in an electric chair |
| [01:36.738] | With a grin going out with a flair |
| [01:38.581] | But never ask me to hail |
| [01:41.231] | Never ask me to hail |
| [01:42.291] | |
| [01:42.559][Verse 2: Mr. Muther****in’ eXquire] | |
| [01:44.682] | Jesus turned water to wine, I turn liquor to urine |
| [01:46.813] | Sex with one whore is deplorable I need four at a time |
| [01:49.203] | Maybe I' m lost in the grind, haunted by all I desire |
| [01:51.851] | Forcibly caused to be normal, bonded and tossed in the fire |
| [01:54.246] | Cross hairs of corporate design, cogs that all move in align |
| [01:56.637] | Meant to be something other than this but I think I forgot |
| [01:59.032] | Shyamalan twist in the plot, camelot sword from the rock |
| [02:01.688] | No I won' t piss in your pot, life put that bishop in Pac |
| [02:04.072] | Visceral, villianous, vindictated by venomous s |
| [02:06.463] | Vicious, concealing, my mental illness by willing a smile |
| [02:09.123] | Endless, intentions to climb, uphill and piss in the sky |
| [02:11.514] | Brooklyn is up in this mother er so suck on our |
| [02:14.174] | |
| [02:14.429][Hook] | |
| [02:14.693] | Pocket full of air plus nothing to wear |
| [02:16.759] | I' ve been told I was put here to fail |
| [02:18.347] | But never ask me to hail |
| [02:20.654] | Never ask me to hail |
| [02:24.368] | I' m strapped in shaved head in an electric chair |
| [02:26.230] | With a grin going out with a flair |
| [02:28.355] | But never ask me to hail |
| [02:30.749] | Never ask me to hail |
| [02:35.523] | |
| [02:35.790] | Beat Switch |
| [02:42.967] | |
| [02:43.234][Verse 3: Danny Brown] | |
| [02:43.500] | Check! |
| [02:44.031] | The natural magician, these rappers' nutrition |
| [02:46.676] | I' m shitting on their writtens while I' m pissing on their freestyles |
| [02:49.603] | My patterns are argyle, your' s more checker board |
| [02:52.262] | My lecture is Lecter, your texture is pocket protector |
| [02:55.986] | With techniques I tech up your sector |
| [02:57.834] | Inspector Gadget with the ratchet |
| [03:00.227] | won a beauty pageant, bought her ass a rabbit |
| [03:03.150] | But not a furry bunny I' m all about these moneys |
| [03:06.075] | Ah! Tummy empty and I' m dazed when sunny |
| [03:09.521] | So I had to sell crack cause I ain' t wanna be bummy |
| [03:12.712] | Granny gave me couple dollars while she played gin and rummy |
| [03:15.635] | Off that Mobb Deep shit had me saying dunny |
| [03:18.561] | Done. This nigga here is not a dummy |
| [03:21.212] | Look at all that he has done, you niggas feeling crummy |
| [03:24.666] | Gummy bear you running where? It' s like a fat running a hundred stairs |
| [03:30.783] | I' m Ric Flair, with thick hair |
| [03:33.162] | Yelling out " Woo!" getting head in the director' s chair |