歌曲 | Off the Wall |
歌手 | Cocoa Brovas |
专辑 | The Rude Awakening |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Let me ask this question real quick, umm, as far as the smif-n-wessun | |
And the name change and everything like that; now how did that come | |
About? how did that evolve into the cocoa brovaz and everything like | |
That? | |
That was jealousy, man. that's all that is, man. (jealousy, man) | |
Jealousy and ignorance, man. | |
Yeah | |
Niggaz got me stressed, man | |
Oh, just burn a spliff don't worry about that | |
[professor x] | |
In my pink cadi, i have a ????? | |
Uncle sam arms men to kill in the 'hood | |
I make 'em snap it, test it | |
My choice of weapon | |
That smif-n-wessun, mmmmm | |
Try | |
Sue me for the namesake | |
Yo, who's pimpin' | |
Yo, who's pimpin' | |
I woke up in the morning, what did i see | |
Unknown faces starin' down at me | |
First off with the flee | |
As fear overpowered me | |
Cloriphil got me ready to black, i can't breathe | |
Niggaz askin' me who's smif and who's wessun | |
We got you now we're lookin' for your partner 'cause you're messin' | |
With the incomin' currency | |
And frankly we don't give a fuck about your privacy | |
We been watchin' you for a while now | |
We know about the calls made back and forth down south | |
Word of mouth | |
You had your peoples workin' out | |
But i doubt you had 'em lookin' out | |
'cause we can pick 'em out | |
Now we got 'em listed on our internet systems | |
Know about the crimes and the names of all their victims | |
Even got the pinpoint spotter where you hang | |
You got big dreams comin' 'round tryin' to change things | |
Let me say | |
Why they try to suffocate and stifle all of our intentions | |
They want our suffarations, trial and tribulations, too much to | |
Mention | |
Well, tell them that we no 'fraid | |
We don't have a big gate | |
From every corner, angle, and section | |
??????????????????not quite far | |
I see '99 in crystal ball | |
Them city-order ducks softly walk | |
I got suppenoed by the government the other day | |
I opened it and read it | |
It said they was suin' | |
Said i couldn't move the way that i was movin' | |
And i couldn't do the things that i was doin' | |
Causin' mass confusion with the name that we was usin' | |
Said they gun sales was conflictin' with our music | |
Sent me multi-paid contracts just to prove it | |
The trademarks on belt-buckles, shirts, and knives | |
Ain't that the most off the wall shit you heard in your life | |
Probably heard his junior singin' mr. ripper's in your area | |
Feel your heart skip a beat as i'm nearin you | |
I'm hearin' ya | |
Askin' yo seed, who was me | |
At the same time you break my classic cd | |
Run it to the phone callin' up ????? | |
I had it up to here with these damn rap neegers | |
They even got my local boys sayin' that stuff | |
I wanna draft my plain data for a million plush | |
I gotta letter from the corporate the other day | |
I open and read it | |
They said they was suin' | |
Somethin' about we was causin' confusion | |
Wanted me and my son to change the name we was usin' | |
Had our associates nervous | |
Soup, try to serve it | |
Got our investors actin' real shady tryin' to jerk us | |
Got tek ready to break somethin' | |
I'm chillin' and stayed pumpin' | |
Say somethin' | |
I tell you why the frame won't even think nothin' | |
Hell fell | |
Oh, well | |
I yell | |
Swear | |
We gonna send 'em all to hell (x2) | |
[professor x] | |
So you're hesitant | |
Where a brother quest to represent | |
I sense no hinder, gender, two-faced intent | |
In fact, cops signed the last government | |
Contract | |
Yeah, umm | |
So where's your first world war | |
Now presently on tour | |
Hardcore | |
Come on knockin' at your door | |
Your revolver took down many of '90's lords | |
Cut to that ad campaign, your gun stores | |
So they welcome your floor of a tribe called cocoa |
Let me ask this question real quick, umm, as far as the smifnwessun | |
And the name change and everything like that now how did that come | |
About? how did that evolve into the cocoa brovaz and everything like | |
That? | |
That was jealousy, man. that' s all that is, man. jealousy, man | |
Jealousy and ignorance, man. | |
Yeah | |
Niggaz got me stressed, man | |
Oh, just burn a spliff don' t worry about that | |
professor x | |
In my pink cadi, i have a ????? | |
Uncle sam arms men to kill in the ' hood | |
I make ' em snap it, test it | |
My choice of weapon | |
That smifnwessun, mmmmm | |
Try | |
Sue me for the namesake | |
Yo, who' s pimpin' | |
Yo, who' s pimpin' | |
I woke up in the morning, what did i see | |
Unknown faces starin' down at me | |
First off with the flee | |
As fear overpowered me | |
Cloriphil got me ready to black, i can' t breathe | |
Niggaz askin' me who' s smif and who' s wessun | |
We got you now we' re lookin' for your partner ' cause you' re messin' | |
With the incomin' currency | |
And frankly we don' t give a fuck about your privacy | |
We been watchin' you for a while now | |
We know about the calls made back and forth down south | |
Word of mouth | |
You had your peoples workin' out | |
But i doubt you had ' em lookin' out | |
' cause we can pick ' em out | |
Now we got ' em listed on our internet systems | |
Know about the crimes and the names of all their victims | |
Even got the pinpoint spotter where you hang | |
You got big dreams comin' ' round tryin' to change things | |
Let me say | |
Why they try to suffocate and stifle all of our intentions | |
They want our suffarations, trial and tribulations, too much to | |
Mention | |
Well, tell them that we no ' fraid | |
We don' t have a big gate | |
From every corner, angle, and section | |
?????????????????? not quite far | |
I see ' 99 in crystal ball | |
Them cityorder ducks softly walk | |
I got suppenoed by the government the other day | |
I opened it and read it | |
It said they was suin' | |
Said i couldn' t move the way that i was movin' | |
And i couldn' t do the things that i was doin' | |
Causin' mass confusion with the name that we was usin' | |
Said they gun sales was conflictin' with our music | |
Sent me multipaid contracts just to prove it | |
The trademarks on beltbuckles, shirts, and knives | |
Ain' t that the most off the wall shit you heard in your life | |
Probably heard his junior singin' mr. ripper' s in your area | |
Feel your heart skip a beat as i' m nearin you | |
I' m hearin' ya | |
Askin' yo seed, who was me | |
At the same time you break my classic cd | |
Run it to the phone callin' up ????? | |
I had it up to here with these damn rap neegers | |
They even got my local boys sayin' that stuff | |
I wanna draft my plain data for a million plush | |
I gotta letter from the corporate the other day | |
I open and read it | |
They said they was suin' | |
Somethin' about we was causin' confusion | |
Wanted me and my son to change the name we was usin' | |
Had our associates nervous | |
Soup, try to serve it | |
Got our investors actin' real shady tryin' to jerk us | |
Got tek ready to break somethin' | |
I' m chillin' and stayed pumpin' | |
Say somethin' | |
I tell you why the frame won' t even think nothin' | |
Hell fell | |
Oh, well | |
I yell | |
Swear | |
We gonna send ' em all to hell x2 | |
professor x | |
So you' re hesitant | |
Where a brother quest to represent | |
I sense no hinder, gender, twofaced intent | |
In fact, cops signed the last government | |
Contract | |
Yeah, umm | |
So where' s your first world war | |
Now presently on tour | |
Hardcore | |
Come on knockin' at your door | |
Your revolver took down many of ' 90' s lords | |
Cut to that ad campaign, your gun stores | |
So they welcome your floor of a tribe called cocoa |
Let me ask this question real quick, umm, as far as the smifnwessun | |
And the name change and everything like that now how did that come | |
About? how did that evolve into the cocoa brovaz and everything like | |
That? | |
That was jealousy, man. that' s all that is, man. jealousy, man | |
Jealousy and ignorance, man. | |
Yeah | |
Niggaz got me stressed, man | |
Oh, just burn a spliff don' t worry about that | |
professor x | |
In my pink cadi, i have a ????? | |
Uncle sam arms men to kill in the ' hood | |
I make ' em snap it, test it | |
My choice of weapon | |
That smifnwessun, mmmmm | |
Try | |
Sue me for the namesake | |
Yo, who' s pimpin' | |
Yo, who' s pimpin' | |
I woke up in the morning, what did i see | |
Unknown faces starin' down at me | |
First off with the flee | |
As fear overpowered me | |
Cloriphil got me ready to black, i can' t breathe | |
Niggaz askin' me who' s smif and who' s wessun | |
We got you now we' re lookin' for your partner ' cause you' re messin' | |
With the incomin' currency | |
And frankly we don' t give a fuck about your privacy | |
We been watchin' you for a while now | |
We know about the calls made back and forth down south | |
Word of mouth | |
You had your peoples workin' out | |
But i doubt you had ' em lookin' out | |
' cause we can pick ' em out | |
Now we got ' em listed on our internet systems | |
Know about the crimes and the names of all their victims | |
Even got the pinpoint spotter where you hang | |
You got big dreams comin' ' round tryin' to change things | |
Let me say | |
Why they try to suffocate and stifle all of our intentions | |
They want our suffarations, trial and tribulations, too much to | |
Mention | |
Well, tell them that we no ' fraid | |
We don' t have a big gate | |
From every corner, angle, and section | |
?????????????????? not quite far | |
I see ' 99 in crystal ball | |
Them cityorder ducks softly walk | |
I got suppenoed by the government the other day | |
I opened it and read it | |
It said they was suin' | |
Said i couldn' t move the way that i was movin' | |
And i couldn' t do the things that i was doin' | |
Causin' mass confusion with the name that we was usin' | |
Said they gun sales was conflictin' with our music | |
Sent me multipaid contracts just to prove it | |
The trademarks on beltbuckles, shirts, and knives | |
Ain' t that the most off the wall shit you heard in your life | |
Probably heard his junior singin' mr. ripper' s in your area | |
Feel your heart skip a beat as i' m nearin you | |
I' m hearin' ya | |
Askin' yo seed, who was me | |
At the same time you break my classic cd | |
Run it to the phone callin' up ????? | |
I had it up to here with these damn rap neegers | |
They even got my local boys sayin' that stuff | |
I wanna draft my plain data for a million plush | |
I gotta letter from the corporate the other day | |
I open and read it | |
They said they was suin' | |
Somethin' about we was causin' confusion | |
Wanted me and my son to change the name we was usin' | |
Had our associates nervous | |
Soup, try to serve it | |
Got our investors actin' real shady tryin' to jerk us | |
Got tek ready to break somethin' | |
I' m chillin' and stayed pumpin' | |
Say somethin' | |
I tell you why the frame won' t even think nothin' | |
Hell fell | |
Oh, well | |
I yell | |
Swear | |
We gonna send ' em all to hell x2 | |
professor x | |
So you' re hesitant | |
Where a brother quest to represent | |
I sense no hinder, gender, twofaced intent | |
In fact, cops signed the last government | |
Contract | |
Yeah, umm | |
So where' s your first world war | |
Now presently on tour | |
Hardcore | |
Come on knockin' at your door | |
Your revolver took down many of ' 90' s lords | |
Cut to that ad campaign, your gun stores | |
So they welcome your floor of a tribe called cocoa |