| 歌曲 | Put a Curse on You |
| 歌手 | Quasimoto |
| 歌手 | Melvin Van Peebles |
| 专辑 | The Unseen |
| 作曲 : Madlib, Quasimoto | |
| (Put a curse on you) | |
| [Quasimoto] | |
| I do you like a witch doctor | |
| Triple hex put on your soul | |
| Ain't no one gonna stop the | |
| Torture I put you through putting pins through your voodoo doll | |
| Lace you with some fire | |
| Rip off ya legs till ya have to crawl | |
| Fuckin with the loss gates | |
| I have ya burning in some hot water | |
| Put that shit to 250 let it burn up hotter | |
| Why oh why oh why, did you have to slip | |
| Fall in my dungeon while I was trying to fly | |
| (Put a curse on you) | |
| [Quasimoto] | |
| I make your whole life backwards cause I'm the illa fiend | |
| Ready to put ya head in the guillotine | |
| Drilling clean | |
| All the way to the bone flesh up in 'em | |
| (Cause all that all that mean done squeezed in 'em) | |
| (goes to heaven you go) | |
| (rum and coke and cocaine) | |
| (and I tired pusher comes cutting your stuff with talcum too) | |
| [Madlib] | |
| Made the block gobble up ya future too | |
| And ya hit come up in the jones on you | |
| You go from one bag a day to two, three, four, all because | |
| (Put a curse on you) | |
| [Madlib] | |
| Now you can't see no beauty in your women folk too | |
| Plus you take da arm | |
| Put them on the line too | |
| Pimp get the behind | |
| Hit'cha get the mind | |
| (Put a curse on you) | |
| (May all your children end up junkies to) | |
| (Your mind been tricked by the power to buy that ounce) | |
| (Your young daughters give rich old dudes head in limousines too) | |
| (Put a curse on you) | |
| (Put a curse on you) |
| zuò qǔ : Madlib, Quasimoto | |
| Put a curse on you | |
| Quasimoto | |
| I do you like a witch doctor | |
| Triple hex put on your soul | |
| Ain' t no one gonna stop the | |
| Torture I put you through putting pins through your voodoo doll | |
| Lace you with some fire | |
| Rip off ya legs till ya have to crawl | |
| Fuckin with the loss gates | |
| I have ya burning in some hot water | |
| Put that shit to 250 let it burn up hotter | |
| Why oh why oh why, did you have to slip | |
| Fall in my dungeon while I was trying to fly | |
| Put a curse on you | |
| Quasimoto | |
| I make your whole life backwards cause I' m the illa fiend | |
| Ready to put ya head in the guillotine | |
| Drilling clean | |
| All the way to the bone flesh up in ' em | |
| Cause all that all that mean done squeezed in ' em | |
| goes to heaven you go | |
| rum and coke and cocaine | |
| and I tired pusher comes cutting your stuff with talcum too | |
| Madlib | |
| Made the block gobble up ya future too | |
| And ya hit come up in the jones on you | |
| You go from one bag a day to two, three, four, all because | |
| Put a curse on you | |
| Madlib | |
| Now you can' t see no beauty in your women folk too | |
| Plus you take da arm | |
| Put them on the line too | |
| Pimp get the behind | |
| Hit' cha get the mind | |
| Put a curse on you | |
| May all your children end up junkies to | |
| Your mind been tricked by the power to buy that ounce | |
| Your young daughters give rich old dudes head in limousines too | |
| Put a curse on you | |
| Put a curse on you |