Street Wars - Explicit Album Version 歌词
| 歌曲 | Street Wars - Explicit Album Version |
| 歌手 | Cypress Hill |
| 专辑 | Till Death Do Us Part |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Freese, Muggerud | |
| As a kid, | |
| I was known, son of a thug | |
| Snub-nosed .38 in the glove, who can relate with us? | |
| Never had an easy life, shit's way out | |
| Clips spray out, fools pay out or play out | |
| Any scenario, been there, done that | |
| Gone where some of y'all niggaz, couldn't come back | |
| Been through the hottest parts of hell | |
| Came back with a hard shell and, hard as nails | |
| I went through it all, do it all, screw it all | |
| Small you recall, the hard times as a juve-nile | |
| Often misunderstood | |
| Some joined the military, others just joined the hood | |
| Street corner combat, part of the dark streets | |
| Your heart beats pump when my slugs release | |
| And there ain't no tellin, don't be the one yellin | |
| These birds are deadly, they can shatter your melon [Chorus 2X: B-Real] | |
| When the street wars jump off, there's only one thing to do | |
| Grab your gat and squeeze one off | |
| This ain't the life of the soft ones who run off | |
| You got one shot to get you a knot [Verse Two: B-Real] | |
| At the crossroads, sick of holdin the badlands | |
| Where street wars, kick off quicker than | |
| Van Dam Mistakes of mad man, | |
| I remember the old ways | |
| The old days where fools clapped yo' {?} | |
| No quarter, you feel me? | |
| Life expectancy's just a little bit shorter | |
| G's gave the order, you carried 'em out | |
| Quick fast, you the last nigga | |
| I'm worried about | |
| Get that street lead, that was one step over the edge | |
| Much closer to death, every step | |
| I kept on | |
| Learnin about the dark paths, made a hard left | |
| Prayed to | |
| God death is swift and painless | |
| This life ain't for everyone, stay out my shoes | |
| You can't trade your fate, | |
| I hate to break the news | |
| The young won't respect the fences these days | |
| You a marked man if you get caught up in these ways [Chorus] [pause for spooky instrumental] [Chorus] |
| zuo ci : Freese, Muggerud | |
| As a kid, | |
| I was known, son of a thug | |
| Snubnosed . 38 in the glove, who can relate with us? | |
| Never had an easy life, shit' s way out | |
| Clips spray out, fools pay out or play out | |
| Any scenario, been there, done that | |
| Gone where some of y' all niggaz, couldn' t come back | |
| Been through the hottest parts of hell | |
| Came back with a hard shell and, hard as nails | |
| I went through it all, do it all, screw it all | |
| Small you recall, the hard times as a juvenile | |
| Often misunderstood | |
| Some joined the military, others just joined the hood | |
| Street corner combat, part of the dark streets | |
| Your heart beats pump when my slugs release | |
| And there ain' t no tellin, don' t be the one yellin | |
| These birds are deadly, they can shatter your melon Chorus 2X: BReal | |
| When the street wars jump off, there' s only one thing to do | |
| Grab your gat and squeeze one off | |
| This ain' t the life of the soft ones who run off | |
| You got one shot to get you a knot Verse Two: BReal | |
| At the crossroads, sick of holdin the badlands | |
| Where street wars, kick off quicker than | |
| Van Dam Mistakes of mad man, | |
| I remember the old ways | |
| The old days where fools clapped yo' ? | |
| No quarter, you feel me? | |
| Life expectancy' s just a little bit shorter | |
| G' s gave the order, you carried ' em out | |
| Quick fast, you the last nigga | |
| I' m worried about | |
| Get that street lead, that was one step over the edge | |
| Much closer to death, every step | |
| I kept on | |
| Learnin about the dark paths, made a hard left | |
| Prayed to | |
| God death is swift and painless | |
| This life ain' t for everyone, stay out my shoes | |
| You can' t trade your fate, | |
| I hate to break the news | |
| The young won' t respect the fences these days | |
| You a marked man if you get caught up in these ways Chorus pause for spooky instrumental Chorus |
| zuò cí : Freese, Muggerud | |
| As a kid, | |
| I was known, son of a thug | |
| Snubnosed . 38 in the glove, who can relate with us? | |
| Never had an easy life, shit' s way out | |
| Clips spray out, fools pay out or play out | |
| Any scenario, been there, done that | |
| Gone where some of y' all niggaz, couldn' t come back | |
| Been through the hottest parts of hell | |
| Came back with a hard shell and, hard as nails | |
| I went through it all, do it all, screw it all | |
| Small you recall, the hard times as a juvenile | |
| Often misunderstood | |
| Some joined the military, others just joined the hood | |
| Street corner combat, part of the dark streets | |
| Your heart beats pump when my slugs release | |
| And there ain' t no tellin, don' t be the one yellin | |
| These birds are deadly, they can shatter your melon Chorus 2X: BReal | |
| When the street wars jump off, there' s only one thing to do | |
| Grab your gat and squeeze one off | |
| This ain' t the life of the soft ones who run off | |
| You got one shot to get you a knot Verse Two: BReal | |
| At the crossroads, sick of holdin the badlands | |
| Where street wars, kick off quicker than | |
| Van Dam Mistakes of mad man, | |
| I remember the old ways | |
| The old days where fools clapped yo' ? | |
| No quarter, you feel me? | |
| Life expectancy' s just a little bit shorter | |
| G' s gave the order, you carried ' em out | |
| Quick fast, you the last nigga | |
| I' m worried about | |
| Get that street lead, that was one step over the edge | |
| Much closer to death, every step | |
| I kept on | |
| Learnin about the dark paths, made a hard left | |
| Prayed to | |
| God death is swift and painless | |
| This life ain' t for everyone, stay out my shoes | |
| You can' t trade your fate, | |
| I hate to break the news | |
| The young won' t respect the fences these days | |
| You a marked man if you get caught up in these ways Chorus pause for spooky instrumental Chorus |
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