Gutterman

歌曲 Gutterman
歌手 Fiend
专辑 House of Rah

歌词

作词 : Mr David Julian Ellis
作曲 : Mr David Julian Ellis
Gutterman- written by fiend aka raps
Sex, drugs, money and violence,
Is what i see lurking in the silence,
Mind on the money, got the money on the mind ‘g’,
The gutterman, coming from infinity (echo)
Booyaka, booyaka, dem a hollah when’ the v’, a coma.
I am the fire like the rum inside ya tummy tumma,
Foe fumma, here I coma, here I coma.
Like Pinocchio (rewind), I see ya nose grow when you lie sona,
Another diggy, dumma, daze by my drummer,
Source similar, to the centre of the suna,
I’m the onea, lyrically dangerous,
Just like the virus, I’m contagious,
So ya better get ya jimmy, punies in the house,
Punny a trap and the dick a di mouse,
Don’t boast, build a blunt, and look a typer,
Just like a peach man, I know ya love da punny, well riper,
Before you fill it upa,
Some punny pick a pocket when dem pon toppa,
Whatta (slapper) rewind, echo,
‘I am what I am’,
Another money grabber sucking dicker for a stone in the gutterman.-(10 bar rap)
• Put em up. Put em up, yea!
• And wave ya mother****ing(rewind) hands in the air for the gutterman,
• Put em up. Put em up, yea!
• And wave ya mother****ing(rewind) hands in the air,-(2 bar chorus)
For the gutterman, superman (rewind) niggerman,
I’m in ya face den I’m out like rubber man,
Leaving you dormant, in other words sceptic,
Tek an illy pill, you’ll meet the devil epileptic,
Wack mc’s, yo, I don’t miss,
Stepping to ‘the v’is like stepping off a cliff,
You’ll be in like dat, out like dat,
Nanoo, nanoo, knocka, knocka, hello, lights best be on jack,
I’m original rough (echo), microphone warrior,
Step into the fire, wayah (echo), you’ll end up sorrier,
Cause I’ll burn ya brain, insane the lame,
Elevate ya mind, then link it to a chain of shame,
Ain’t no shame in my game,
Beats are the bricks and the rhythm is the pain,
Its plain, sort a like pimple I’m bussing,
Cold crushing, like the Babylon rushing,
In through ya door, push ya face against the wall,
And it’s worries if they catch you wid a pipe,
And ya kind a like, living on candy mountain,
Because ‘wam,’bam’,
You’ll see return of the gutterman, (echo)
(10 bar rap)
• Chorus-(2 bars)
•
• Put em up. Put em up, yea!
• And wave ya mother****ing(rewind) hands in the air for the gutterman,
• Put em up. Put em up, yea!
• And wave ya mother****ing(rewind) hands in the air,
I slam dunk a chunk a funk into ya cranium,
Those who buy records, nuff respect, keep buying em,
Nitrate, chloroform, methadome, valume,
My shits so dope, it hits you like opium,
And I got the flamma, lamma, to rammer jamma,
My label is ‘ram’ and its return of the guttermana (echo)
Wiggedy, wiggedy, checka, tek a look, gather round,
What you see is, what you get, and it’s straight from the underground,
Tings are getting scarier, better be a warrior,
When you ‘quantum leap’ (echo) into the microphone area,
I’m daring ya,better hold ya own in my zone,
If you sleep, then you meet, pure defeat in my dome home,
Like stone, formulah is the bass,
And I’m ripping off da skinner, from a skull inside da place,
Teka a taste, teka lick and feel the force of the band,
Cause when you land mother****er (rewind) it’s return of the gutterman (echo),
(16 bar rap)
(8 bars) - Chorus
Put em up. Put em up, yea!
• And wave ya mother****in(rewind)hands in the air, for the gutterman,
• Put em up. Put em up, yea!
• And wave ya mother****ing(rewind)hands in the air, for the gutterman,
• Put em up. Put em up, yea!
• And wave ya mother****ing(rewind)hands in the air, for the gutterman,
• Put em up. Put em up, yea!
• And wave ya mother****ing (rewind) hands in the air, for the gutterman.
(echo).
(4 bar chorus
Gutter, gutter, gutter, gutter.-(fade)

拼音

zuò cí : Mr David Julian Ellis
zuò qǔ : Mr David Julian Ellis
Gutterman- written by fiend aka raps
Sex, drugs, money and violence,
Is what i see lurking in the silence,
Mind on the money, got the money on the mind ' g',
The gutterman, coming from infinity echo
Booyaka, booyaka, dem a hollah when' the v', a coma.
I am the fire like the rum inside ya tummy tumma,
Foe fumma, here I coma, here I coma.
Like Pinocchio rewind, I see ya nose grow when you lie sona,
Another diggy, dumma, daze by my drummer,
Source similar, to the centre of the suna,
I' m the onea, lyrically dangerous,
Just like the virus, I' m contagious,
So ya better get ya jimmy, punies in the house,
Punny a trap and the dick a di mouse,
Don' t boast, build a blunt, and look a typer,
Just like a peach man, I know ya love da punny, well riper,
Before you fill it upa,
Some punny pick a pocket when dem pon toppa,
Whatta slapper rewind, echo,
' I am what I am',
Another money grabber sucking dicker for a stone in the gutterman. - 10 bar rap
Put em up. Put em up, yea!
And wave ya mother ing rewind hands in the air for the gutterman,
Put em up. Put em up, yea!
And wave ya mother ing rewind hands in the air, - 2 bar chorus
For the gutterman, superman rewind niggerman,
I' m in ya face den I' m out like rubber man,
Leaving you dormant, in other words sceptic,
Tek an illy pill, you' ll meet the devil epileptic,
Wack mc' s, yo, I don' t miss,
Stepping to ' the v' is like stepping off a cliff,
You' ll be in like dat, out like dat,
Nanoo, nanoo, knocka, knocka, hello, lights best be on jack,
I' m original rough echo, microphone warrior,
Step into the fire, wayah echo, you' ll end up sorrier,
Cause I' ll burn ya brain, insane the lame,
Elevate ya mind, then link it to a chain of shame,
Ain' t no shame in my game,
Beats are the bricks and the rhythm is the pain,
Its plain, sort a like pimple I' m bussing,
Cold crushing, like the Babylon rushing,
In through ya door, push ya face against the wall,
And it' s worries if they catch you wid a pipe,
And ya kind a like, living on candy mountain,
Because ' wam, ' bam',
You' ll see return of the gutterman, echo
10 bar rap
Chorus- 2 bars
Put em up. Put em up, yea!
And wave ya mother ing rewind hands in the air for the gutterman,
Put em up. Put em up, yea!
And wave ya mother ing rewind hands in the air,
I slam dunk a chunk a funk into ya cranium,
Those who buy records, nuff respect, keep buying em,
Nitrate, chloroform, methadome, valume,
My shits so dope, it hits you like opium,
And I got the flamma, lamma, to rammer jamma,
My label is ' ram' and its return of the guttermana echo
Wiggedy, wiggedy, checka, tek a look, gather round,
What you see is, what you get, and it' s straight from the underground,
Tings are getting scarier, better be a warrior,
When you ' quantum leap' echo into the microphone area,
I' m daring ya, better hold ya own in my zone,
If you sleep, then you meet, pure defeat in my dome home,
Like stone, formulah is the bass,
And I' m ripping off da skinner, from a skull inside da place,
Teka a taste, teka lick and feel the force of the band,
Cause when you land mother er rewind it' s return of the gutterman echo,
16 bar rap
8 bars - Chorus
Put em up. Put em up, yea!
And wave ya mother in rewind hands in the air, for the gutterman,
Put em up. Put em up, yea!
And wave ya mother ing rewind hands in the air, for the gutterman,
Put em up. Put em up, yea!
And wave ya mother ing rewind hands in the air, for the gutterman,
Put em up. Put em up, yea!
And wave ya mother ing rewind hands in the air, for the gutterman.
echo.
4 bar chorus
Gutter, gutter, gutter, gutter. - fade