歌曲 | Rewind |
歌手 | Nas |
专辑 | Stillmatic |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:02.81] | Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya hair done |
[00:05.25] | Pull up a chair hon' and put it in the air son |
[00:07.67] | Dog' whatever they call you' god' just listen |
[00:09.95] | I spit a story backwards' it starts at the ending |
[00:12.79] | The bullet goes back in the gun |
[00:14.16] | The bullet hole's closin this chest of a nigga |
[00:16.18] | Now he back to square one |
[00:17.07] | Screamin' "Shoot don't please" |
[00:18.41] | I put my fifth back on my hip |
[00:20.06] | It's like a VCR rewindin a hit |
[00:21.96] | He put his hands back on his bitch |
[00:23.54] | My caravan doors open up |
[00:25.14] | I jumped back in the van and closed it shut |
[00:27.07] | Goin reverse' slowly prepared |
[00:28.90] | My nigga Jungle utters out somethin crazy like' "Go he there" |
[00:31.78] | Sittin in back of this chair' we hittin the roach |
[00:34.27] | The smoke goes back in the blunt' the blunt gets bigger in growth |
[00:37.34] | Jungle unrolls it' put his weed back in the jar |
[00:40.02] | The blunt turns back into a cigar |
[00:41.90] | We listen to Stevie' it sounded like heavy metal fans |
[00:44.79] | Spinnin records backwards of AC/DC |
[00:47.02] | I give my niggas dap' jump out the van back first |
[00:49.38] | Back upstairs' took off the black shirt |
[00:52.20] | I'm in the crib with the phone to my ear |
[00:54.10] | Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear |
[00:56.81] | The voice on the phone was like' "Outside right we" |
[00:59.27] | So with my mouth wide' holdin my heat |
[01:01.58] | Bullets I had plenty to squeeze' plenty for ya |
[01:04.20] | 'Cause Jungle said' "Block your on enemies the" |
[01:06.44] | Hung up the phone' then the phone rang |
[01:09.14] | I'm laid in the bed thinkin 'bout this pretty young thing |
[01:11.66] | Who left' she came back' her clothes just fell to the rug |
[01:14.46] | She fell to my bed and gave me a hug |
[01:16.33] | I told her' "No hell" |
[01:17.57] | She talkin 'bout' "Me kiss" |
[01:18.86] | Bobbed her head then spit the nut back in my dick |
[01:21.40] | Started suckin with no hands' a whole lotta spit |
[01:24.09] | Then got up and put her bra back on her tits |
[01:26.84] | Got fully dressed and told me' "Stressed really I'm" |
[01:29.83] | Picked up her Gucci bag and left her nigga behind |
[01:31.42] | Walkin through the door' she rang the bell twice |
[01:33.81] | I vomited Vodka back in my glass with juice and ice |
[01:36.50] | The clock went back from three' to two' to one |
[01:39.01] | And that's about the time the story begun |
[01:41.26] | That's when I first heard the voicemail on the cell |
[01:43.78] | It said' "Son we found that nigga we gotta kill" |
[01:47.69] | Ay yo son' ay yo son' you hear me' you hear me? |
[01:50.22] | Listen man' this dude right on the block' right now' man |
[01:53.42] | I found him' right now' I see him right now! |
[01:55.82] | Let's kill him) |
[01:57.68] | "Yo' this Nas' leave it. Peace" |
[01:59.53] |
[00:02.81] | Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya hair done |
[00:05.25] | Pull up a chair hon' and put it in the air son |
[00:07.67] | Dog' whatever they call you' god' just listen |
[00:09.95] | I spit a story backwards' it starts at the ending |
[00:12.79] | The bullet goes back in the gun |
[00:14.16] | The bullet hole' s closin this chest of a nigga |
[00:16.18] | Now he back to square one |
[00:17.07] | Screamin' " Shoot don' t please" |
[00:18.41] | I put my fifth back on my hip |
[00:20.06] | It' s like a VCR rewindin a hit |
[00:21.96] | He put his hands back on his bitch |
[00:23.54] | My caravan doors open up |
[00:25.14] | I jumped back in the van and closed it shut |
[00:27.07] | Goin reverse' slowly prepared |
[00:28.90] | My nigga Jungle utters out somethin crazy like' " Go he there" |
[00:31.78] | Sittin in back of this chair' we hittin the roach |
[00:34.27] | The smoke goes back in the blunt' the blunt gets bigger in growth |
[00:37.34] | Jungle unrolls it' put his weed back in the jar |
[00:40.02] | The blunt turns back into a cigar |
[00:41.90] | We listen to Stevie' it sounded like heavy metal fans |
[00:44.79] | Spinnin records backwards of AC DC |
[00:47.02] | I give my niggas dap' jump out the van back first |
[00:49.38] | Back upstairs' took off the black shirt |
[00:52.20] | I' m in the crib with the phone to my ear |
[00:54.10] | Listen up so y' all can figure out the poem real clear |
[00:56.81] | The voice on the phone was like' " Outside right we" |
[00:59.27] | So with my mouth wide' holdin my heat |
[01:01.58] | Bullets I had plenty to squeeze' plenty for ya |
[01:04.20] | ' Cause Jungle said' " Block your on enemies the" |
[01:06.44] | Hung up the phone' then the phone rang |
[01:09.14] | I' m laid in the bed thinkin ' bout this pretty young thing |
[01:11.66] | Who left' she came back' her clothes just fell to the rug |
[01:14.46] | She fell to my bed and gave me a hug |
[01:16.33] | I told her' " No hell" |
[01:17.57] | She talkin ' bout' " Me kiss" |
[01:18.86] | Bobbed her head then spit the nut back in my dick |
[01:21.40] | Started suckin with no hands' a whole lotta spit |
[01:24.09] | Then got up and put her bra back on her tits |
[01:26.84] | Got fully dressed and told me' " Stressed really I' m" |
[01:29.83] | Picked up her Gucci bag and left her nigga behind |
[01:31.42] | Walkin through the door' she rang the bell twice |
[01:33.81] | I vomited Vodka back in my glass with juice and ice |
[01:36.50] | The clock went back from three' to two' to one |
[01:39.01] | And that' s about the time the story begun |
[01:41.26] | That' s when I first heard the voicemail on the cell |
[01:43.78] | It said' " Son we found that nigga we gotta kill" |
[01:47.69] | Ay yo son' ay yo son' you hear me' you hear me? |
[01:50.22] | Listen man' this dude right on the block' right now' man |
[01:53.42] | I found him' right now' I see him right now! |
[01:55.82] | Let' s kill him |
[01:57.68] | " Yo' this Nas' leave it. Peace" |
[01:59.53] |
[00:02.81] | Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya hair done |
[00:05.25] | Pull up a chair hon' and put it in the air son |
[00:07.67] | Dog' whatever they call you' god' just listen |
[00:09.95] | I spit a story backwards' it starts at the ending |
[00:12.79] | The bullet goes back in the gun |
[00:14.16] | The bullet hole' s closin this chest of a nigga |
[00:16.18] | Now he back to square one |
[00:17.07] | Screamin' " Shoot don' t please" |
[00:18.41] | I put my fifth back on my hip |
[00:20.06] | It' s like a VCR rewindin a hit |
[00:21.96] | He put his hands back on his bitch |
[00:23.54] | My caravan doors open up |
[00:25.14] | I jumped back in the van and closed it shut |
[00:27.07] | Goin reverse' slowly prepared |
[00:28.90] | My nigga Jungle utters out somethin crazy like' " Go he there" |
[00:31.78] | Sittin in back of this chair' we hittin the roach |
[00:34.27] | The smoke goes back in the blunt' the blunt gets bigger in growth |
[00:37.34] | Jungle unrolls it' put his weed back in the jar |
[00:40.02] | The blunt turns back into a cigar |
[00:41.90] | We listen to Stevie' it sounded like heavy metal fans |
[00:44.79] | Spinnin records backwards of AC DC |
[00:47.02] | I give my niggas dap' jump out the van back first |
[00:49.38] | Back upstairs' took off the black shirt |
[00:52.20] | I' m in the crib with the phone to my ear |
[00:54.10] | Listen up so y' all can figure out the poem real clear |
[00:56.81] | The voice on the phone was like' " Outside right we" |
[00:59.27] | So with my mouth wide' holdin my heat |
[01:01.58] | Bullets I had plenty to squeeze' plenty for ya |
[01:04.20] | ' Cause Jungle said' " Block your on enemies the" |
[01:06.44] | Hung up the phone' then the phone rang |
[01:09.14] | I' m laid in the bed thinkin ' bout this pretty young thing |
[01:11.66] | Who left' she came back' her clothes just fell to the rug |
[01:14.46] | She fell to my bed and gave me a hug |
[01:16.33] | I told her' " No hell" |
[01:17.57] | She talkin ' bout' " Me kiss" |
[01:18.86] | Bobbed her head then spit the nut back in my dick |
[01:21.40] | Started suckin with no hands' a whole lotta spit |
[01:24.09] | Then got up and put her bra back on her tits |
[01:26.84] | Got fully dressed and told me' " Stressed really I' m" |
[01:29.83] | Picked up her Gucci bag and left her nigga behind |
[01:31.42] | Walkin through the door' she rang the bell twice |
[01:33.81] | I vomited Vodka back in my glass with juice and ice |
[01:36.50] | The clock went back from three' to two' to one |
[01:39.01] | And that' s about the time the story begun |
[01:41.26] | That' s when I first heard the voicemail on the cell |
[01:43.78] | It said' " Son we found that nigga we gotta kill" |
[01:47.69] | Ay yo son' ay yo son' you hear me' you hear me? |
[01:50.22] | Listen man' this dude right on the block' right now' man |
[01:53.42] | I found him' right now' I see him right now! |
[01:55.82] | Let' s kill him |
[01:57.68] | " Yo' this Nas' leave it. Peace" |
[01:59.53] |