| 作词 : Martin, Parker | |
| Verse One: | |
| Blastmaster | |
| Kris I don't talk ish | |
| Expand your conciousness and dismiss foolishness | |
| No one is new to this or new to | |
| KrisIn hip hop's atomic structure | |
| I am the nucleus | |
| That is the center of the group we/usthey/them/you every squad every massive every crew | |
| Dental floss is lost when a true rapper jumps off | |
| The cash is incidental but not mental distract you off course | |
| The style that | |
| I am kickin is like chicken | |
| It will be bitten, rewritten, then performed for a $25 admission | |
| Reviewed in | |
| The Source | |
| You will listen then find somethin missin of course... it's skills | |
| That's what you're fishin for, it's lost | |
| I'm gettin too explicit, the track jingles | |
| I won't do a wack album then remix it for my single | |
| Kickin rhymes til | |
| I wrinkle, and my brown eyes twinkle | |
| God called hip-hop for the nine-cinco | |
| Verse Two: | |
| Tasty like a souflee french croisant on | |
| TuesdayRappers be boo-tay | |
| Goo-fy that's how they crew stay | |
| Bitin whatever you say to boost they ego | |
| We know the steelo, your whole character is foul | |
| Makes me want to shoot a free throw, | |
| BLAOWWFrom the git go, no, get go, my flow hits low | |
| Wherever all the dope shit go, there's where my shit go | |
| Bee-dee-bee-bo, skank, | |
| I thinkSelf with ya groups everyone else and the bank | |
| Others like to bring the shottie to the party | |
| I bring knowledge of self, you cure the mind, you cure the body | |
| Some rappers like to come to the party, hopin to leave with somebodycheck, | |
| I come with skills and | |
| I leave with your mother****in respect | |
| Ahh yeah... so check, | |
| UH!Verse Three: | |
| New types of verbal hip-hop | |
| I bringWhen you know you can sing | |
| BOY you know you can sing | |
| I do not clutter up the airwaves, with stacks of useless facts | |
| MC's trying to be macks, but acts like ignorant blacks | |
| Freak that, | |
| I'll snap your back as it cracksyou will experience, loss or lack of balance | |
| Stop the violence, fry from week to week like an allowance | |
| All of you are cowards hiding behind the mask of | |
| MCI remember, thinkin back to eighty-three | |
| No video, no you had to be a real live | |
| MCNow you younguns grow up buggin, any new jock you're hugginweak production, let me tell you somethin | |
| Any MC can battle for glory | |
| But to kick a dope rhyme to wake up your people's another story | |
| Act like you never saw me | |
| Cause when it comes to lyrics, | |
| I'm in a different category |
| zuo ci : Martin, Parker | |
| Verse One: | |
| Blastmaster | |
| Kris I don' t talk ish | |
| Expand your conciousness and dismiss foolishness | |
| No one is new to this or new to | |
| KrisIn hip hop' s atomic structure | |
| I am the nucleus | |
| That is the center of the group we usthey them you every squad every massive every crew | |
| Dental floss is lost when a true rapper jumps off | |
| The cash is incidental but not mental distract you off course | |
| The style that | |
| I am kickin is like chicken | |
| It will be bitten, rewritten, then performed for a 25 admission | |
| Reviewed in | |
| The Source | |
| You will listen then find somethin missin of course... it' s skills | |
| That' s what you' re fishin for, it' s lost | |
| I' m gettin too explicit, the track jingles | |
| I won' t do a wack album then remix it for my single | |
| Kickin rhymes til | |
| I wrinkle, and my brown eyes twinkle | |
| God called hiphop for the ninecinco | |
| Verse Two: | |
| Tasty like a souflee french croisant on | |
| TuesdayRappers be bootay | |
| Goofy that' s how they crew stay | |
| Bitin whatever you say to boost they ego | |
| We know the steelo, your whole character is foul | |
| Makes me want to shoot a free throw, | |
| BLAOWWFrom the git go, no, get go, my flow hits low | |
| Wherever all the dope shit go, there' s where my shit go | |
| Beedeebeebo, skank, | |
| I thinkSelf with ya groups everyone else and the bank | |
| Others like to bring the shottie to the party | |
| I bring knowledge of self, you cure the mind, you cure the body | |
| Some rappers like to come to the party, hopin to leave with somebodycheck, | |
| I come with skills and | |
| I leave with your mother in respect | |
| Ahh yeah... so check, | |
| UH! Verse Three: | |
| New types of verbal hiphop | |
| I bringWhen you know you can sing | |
| BOY you know you can sing | |
| I do not clutter up the airwaves, with stacks of useless facts | |
| MC' s trying to be macks, but acts like ignorant blacks | |
| Freak that, | |
| I' ll snap your back as it cracksyou will experience, loss or lack of balance | |
| Stop the violence, fry from week to week like an allowance | |
| All of you are cowards hiding behind the mask of | |
| MCI remember, thinkin back to eightythree | |
| No video, no you had to be a real live | |
| MCNow you younguns grow up buggin, any new jock you' re hugginweak production, let me tell you somethin | |
| Any MC can battle for glory | |
| But to kick a dope rhyme to wake up your people' s another story | |
| Act like you never saw me | |
| Cause when it comes to lyrics, | |
| I' m in a different category |
| zuò cí : Martin, Parker | |
| Verse One: | |
| Blastmaster | |
| Kris I don' t talk ish | |
| Expand your conciousness and dismiss foolishness | |
| No one is new to this or new to | |
| KrisIn hip hop' s atomic structure | |
| I am the nucleus | |
| That is the center of the group we usthey them you every squad every massive every crew | |
| Dental floss is lost when a true rapper jumps off | |
| The cash is incidental but not mental distract you off course | |
| The style that | |
| I am kickin is like chicken | |
| It will be bitten, rewritten, then performed for a 25 admission | |
| Reviewed in | |
| The Source | |
| You will listen then find somethin missin of course... it' s skills | |
| That' s what you' re fishin for, it' s lost | |
| I' m gettin too explicit, the track jingles | |
| I won' t do a wack album then remix it for my single | |
| Kickin rhymes til | |
| I wrinkle, and my brown eyes twinkle | |
| God called hiphop for the ninecinco | |
| Verse Two: | |
| Tasty like a souflee french croisant on | |
| TuesdayRappers be bootay | |
| Goofy that' s how they crew stay | |
| Bitin whatever you say to boost they ego | |
| We know the steelo, your whole character is foul | |
| Makes me want to shoot a free throw, | |
| BLAOWWFrom the git go, no, get go, my flow hits low | |
| Wherever all the dope shit go, there' s where my shit go | |
| Beedeebeebo, skank, | |
| I thinkSelf with ya groups everyone else and the bank | |
| Others like to bring the shottie to the party | |
| I bring knowledge of self, you cure the mind, you cure the body | |
| Some rappers like to come to the party, hopin to leave with somebodycheck, | |
| I come with skills and | |
| I leave with your mother in respect | |
| Ahh yeah... so check, | |
| UH! Verse Three: | |
| New types of verbal hiphop | |
| I bringWhen you know you can sing | |
| BOY you know you can sing | |
| I do not clutter up the airwaves, with stacks of useless facts | |
| MC' s trying to be macks, but acts like ignorant blacks | |
| Freak that, | |
| I' ll snap your back as it cracksyou will experience, loss or lack of balance | |
| Stop the violence, fry from week to week like an allowance | |
| All of you are cowards hiding behind the mask of | |
| MCI remember, thinkin back to eightythree | |
| No video, no you had to be a real live | |
| MCNow you younguns grow up buggin, any new jock you' re hugginweak production, let me tell you somethin | |
| Any MC can battle for glory | |
| But to kick a dope rhyme to wake up your people' s another story | |
| Act like you never saw me | |
| Cause when it comes to lyrics, | |
| I' m in a different category |
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