歌曲 | Braggin And Boastin |
歌手 | Jungle Brothers |
专辑 | Straight Out The Jungle |
Intro:afrika & mike g | |
Sammy b is on the cut | |
Sammy b is on the cut | |
Sammy b is on the cut | |
Sammy beeeeeeeeeeeeeee | |
A: ha hah, one two | |
G: one two | |
A: one two | |
G: how we gonna do this? | |
A: what we have here... | |
G: ya | |
A: is the jungle brothers... | |
G: yeah | |
A: on a black piece of wax | |
G: yeah, my name is mike g | |
A: uh huh | |
G: on the mix is sammy b | |
First in line to kick the rhyme, jungle brother... | |
A: shazzam | |
G: yeah | |
A: one big scratch, here we go | |
Afrika: | |
Well, i'm a sure shot shooter and i'm the big shot | |
The big shot, yes the biggest, and i know i'm hot | |
Say i'm the baddest, just the baddest and i'm on the top | |
Sucker mc's try to stop me, but i won't stop | |
As i adjust and discuss all the rhymes i bust | |
I leave 'em all in the dust when i start the thrust | |
They try to catch me on the mic, but i'm hard to chase | |
I'm the ace in the place kickin' rhymes in your face | |
I'm outright, oustanding, outrageous, i'm smokin | |
Never play on the mic, no jivin', no jokin | |
Not a double-talker, so i don't double-talk | |
Ladies clock, finger-pop to the rhythm of a hawk | |
But i ignore the temptation, avoid the sensation | |
Reputation's at stake, but i won't break | |
I just chill, ill, let loose all my skill | |
I make a list of all the ladies that my skill will thrill | |
Mike g: | |
Now, my tasty technique tantalises your taste | |
As my rhymes rock and roll right through this place | |
I never fade away for forfeit or fess | |
And my beat is a beat bound to be best | |
Clowns craze and chase me 'cause i'm so cool | |
As i ridicule the rule and fool the fool | |
Ignite the party, excite the crowd | |
I'll make the quietest person wanna go and get loud | |
I'll make the hot get hotter when i start to rap | |
And my reward for goin' off is to hear people clap | |
I'm a monster for music, and my means are to move | |
Guys and gals'll get gray when it's time to groove | |
I'm a sexy sucker, but the mind is sane | |
Having nothing to lose but only goals to gain | |
By my side, i'm supplied with the best of the best | |
Sammy b and shazam which means there's no contest | |
Afrika: | |
Well, i'm an mc debator, rhyme regulator | |
Cool creator, rapper, not a raper | |
A damn good fighter, party highlighter | |
Lady exciter, writer, not a biter | |
Suckers lookin' to me, say, 'what you think they see?' | |
They see a fresh, fantastic, fly, funky mc | |
They try to study my style, use and abuse it for a while | |
'til i take 'em to court and have 'em put on trial | |
I let mike g judge 'em, put 'em on the case | |
Sammy b, you be my lawyer to put 'em to disgrace | |
You see, i never have to worry, 'cause they both got my back | |
Sammy b for the fader, mike g for the rap | |
Mike g: | |
The more suckers i burn, the better suckers will learn | |
That mike g is takin' his turn to earn | |
Havin' the time, the rhyme, i'm gonna get mine | |
And it pushes the thought of suckers further out of my mind | |
'cause as i rhyme to my peep, suckers smoke the cheap | |
And butlers take down my orders from the words that i speak | |
Because i'm strong like a horse and loud like thunder | |
You mess with me, you'll be 60 feet under | |
In a jungle with a force, on a straight-forward course | |
And if you don't join the jungle, you should feel remorse | |
Break | |
Afrika: | |
Ah yeah | |
Yes yes y'all and you don't stop | |
You keep on to the break of dawn | |
You keep on to the break of dawn | |
You gotta be on time when you bust your rhyme | |
And you can't be wack when you rap the rap | |
You gotta get on the mic and do your best | |
For the people in the north, south, east and west | |
Like you can't judge a book by it's cover | |
If you listen, you will learn from a jungle brother | |
Like that y'all, and you don't stop | |
You keep on to the early morn | |
Hey yo, i'm outta here |
Intro: afrika mike g | |
Sammy b is on the cut | |
Sammy b is on the cut | |
Sammy b is on the cut | |
Sammy beeeeeeeeeeeeeee | |
A: ha hah, one two | |
G: one two | |
A: one two | |
G: how we gonna do this? | |
A: what we have here... | |
G: ya | |
A: is the jungle brothers... | |
G: yeah | |
A: on a black piece of wax | |
G: yeah, my name is mike g | |
A: uh huh | |
G: on the mix is sammy b | |
First in line to kick the rhyme, jungle brother... | |
A: shazzam | |
G: yeah | |
A: one big scratch, here we go | |
Afrika: | |
Well, i' m a sure shot shooter and i' m the big shot | |
The big shot, yes the biggest, and i know i' m hot | |
Say i' m the baddest, just the baddest and i' m on the top | |
Sucker mc' s try to stop me, but i won' t stop | |
As i adjust and discuss all the rhymes i bust | |
I leave ' em all in the dust when i start the thrust | |
They try to catch me on the mic, but i' m hard to chase | |
I' m the ace in the place kickin' rhymes in your face | |
I' m outright, oustanding, outrageous, i' m smokin | |
Never play on the mic, no jivin', no jokin | |
Not a doubletalker, so i don' t doubletalk | |
Ladies clock, fingerpop to the rhythm of a hawk | |
But i ignore the temptation, avoid the sensation | |
Reputation' s at stake, but i won' t break | |
I just chill, ill, let loose all my skill | |
I make a list of all the ladies that my skill will thrill | |
Mike g: | |
Now, my tasty technique tantalises your taste | |
As my rhymes rock and roll right through this place | |
I never fade away for forfeit or fess | |
And my beat is a beat bound to be best | |
Clowns craze and chase me ' cause i' m so cool | |
As i ridicule the rule and fool the fool | |
Ignite the party, excite the crowd | |
I' ll make the quietest person wanna go and get loud | |
I' ll make the hot get hotter when i start to rap | |
And my reward for goin' off is to hear people clap | |
I' m a monster for music, and my means are to move | |
Guys and gals' ll get gray when it' s time to groove | |
I' m a sexy sucker, but the mind is sane | |
Having nothing to lose but only goals to gain | |
By my side, i' m supplied with the best of the best | |
Sammy b and shazam which means there' s no contest | |
Afrika: | |
Well, i' m an mc debator, rhyme regulator | |
Cool creator, rapper, not a raper | |
A damn good fighter, party highlighter | |
Lady exciter, writer, not a biter | |
Suckers lookin' to me, say, ' what you think they see?' | |
They see a fresh, fantastic, fly, funky mc | |
They try to study my style, use and abuse it for a while | |
' til i take ' em to court and have ' em put on trial | |
I let mike g judge ' em, put ' em on the case | |
Sammy b, you be my lawyer to put ' em to disgrace | |
You see, i never have to worry, ' cause they both got my back | |
Sammy b for the fader, mike g for the rap | |
Mike g: | |
The more suckers i burn, the better suckers will learn | |
That mike g is takin' his turn to earn | |
Havin' the time, the rhyme, i' m gonna get mine | |
And it pushes the thought of suckers further out of my mind | |
' cause as i rhyme to my peep, suckers smoke the cheap | |
And butlers take down my orders from the words that i speak | |
Because i' m strong like a horse and loud like thunder | |
You mess with me, you' ll be 60 feet under | |
In a jungle with a force, on a straightforward course | |
And if you don' t join the jungle, you should feel remorse | |
Break | |
Afrika: | |
Ah yeah | |
Yes yes y' all and you don' t stop | |
You keep on to the break of dawn | |
You keep on to the break of dawn | |
You gotta be on time when you bust your rhyme | |
And you can' t be wack when you rap the rap | |
You gotta get on the mic and do your best | |
For the people in the north, south, east and west | |
Like you can' t judge a book by it' s cover | |
If you listen, you will learn from a jungle brother | |
Like that y' all, and you don' t stop | |
You keep on to the early morn | |
Hey yo, i' m outta here |