歌曲 | Soliloquy Of Chaos |
歌手 | Gang Starr |
专辑 | Full Clip: A Decade Of Gang Starr |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : ELAM, KEITH/MARTIN, CHRIS | |
5 carloads deep, time to go do a show | |
Got a massive crew and we're ready to roll | |
So I grab my gear hop in the whip and ride | |
Premier he's got the fly dope system inside | |
But my shit cranks too and we've got mad tapes | |
Off into the new york night we go | |
Dre large got the camera biggest, gord's got three rolls of film | |
So we can take the macked out photos | |
Tommy hill, the damaja and my man gunsmoke | |
Corey and smurf and lil dap's got a forty | |
My man gary and shiz and the nutcracker shorty | |
Mike rhone, chillin' like capone | |
Robinhood, known as mel with the clientelle | |
Mo, jt, mega, can't forget black | |
They're rockin' sincere, yes the posse's fat | |
Out loud pulls up plus there's sid and oc | |
Big mel from strong island h.l. the one and only | |
O. delicious, ely, bazz and eon | |
And the aroma of the blunts has me thinking beyond | |
And to the rest of the crew you know the bond is strong | |
And you know who's who, so let me not prolong | |
For this was a night to remember | |
I had on the beige tims with the two tone leather | |
So we get to the jam, the gig, the venue | |
Then we circled around and then drove in through | |
The front the place was packed the line was long | |
I was bobbing my head 'cause the music was on | |
I turned it down then | |
I peeped to my right | |
I saw this kid and his girl having a fight | |
Another kid walked up and mushed the kid in his face | |
And then the kid pulled out and bust and laid him to waist | |
A riot broke out girls screaming and scheming crews | |
Started buck wiling tryna' snatch kids jewels | |
After that 50 came and turned the party out | |
And then the ambulance came to take the body out | |
And we didn't even get all the equipment out | |
And we didn't even get to turn the place out | |
This can happen often and it's really fucked up | |
So I'll ask you to your face homeboy what's up | |
Did you come to see my show or the stupid nigger playoffs | |
Killing you and killing me it's the soliloquy of chaos | |
And if you live in the cities where streets reek warfare | |
People getting nowhere bot you go for yours there | |
You'll find it doesn't pay to front or play the role | |
You could get stole or maybe beat with a pole | |
Then you'll wanna retaliate, regroup and come back | |
So you set the brothers up for a sneak attack | |
Whether you die or kill them, it's another brother dead | |
But I know you'll never get that through your head'cause we're mislead and misfed facts, we're way off | |
Killing you and killing me, it's the soliloquy of chaos |
zuo ci : ELAM, KEITH MARTIN, CHRIS | |
5 carloads deep, time to go do a show | |
Got a massive crew and we' re ready to roll | |
So I grab my gear hop in the whip and ride | |
Premier he' s got the fly dope system inside | |
But my shit cranks too and we' ve got mad tapes | |
Off into the new york night we go | |
Dre large got the camera biggest, gord' s got three rolls of film | |
So we can take the macked out photos | |
Tommy hill, the damaja and my man gunsmoke | |
Corey and smurf and lil dap' s got a forty | |
My man gary and shiz and the nutcracker shorty | |
Mike rhone, chillin' like capone | |
Robinhood, known as mel with the clientelle | |
Mo, jt, mega, can' t forget black | |
They' re rockin' sincere, yes the posse' s fat | |
Out loud pulls up plus there' s sid and oc | |
Big mel from strong island h. l. the one and only | |
O. delicious, ely, bazz and eon | |
And the aroma of the blunts has me thinking beyond | |
And to the rest of the crew you know the bond is strong | |
And you know who' s who, so let me not prolong | |
For this was a night to remember | |
I had on the beige tims with the two tone leather | |
So we get to the jam, the gig, the venue | |
Then we circled around and then drove in through | |
The front the place was packed the line was long | |
I was bobbing my head ' cause the music was on | |
I turned it down then | |
I peeped to my right | |
I saw this kid and his girl having a fight | |
Another kid walked up and mushed the kid in his face | |
And then the kid pulled out and bust and laid him to waist | |
A riot broke out girls screaming and scheming crews | |
Started buck wiling tryna' snatch kids jewels | |
After that 50 came and turned the party out | |
And then the ambulance came to take the body out | |
And we didn' t even get all the equipment out | |
And we didn' t even get to turn the place out | |
This can happen often and it' s really fucked up | |
So I' ll ask you to your face homeboy what' s up | |
Did you come to see my show or the stupid nigger playoffs | |
Killing you and killing me it' s the soliloquy of chaos | |
And if you live in the cities where streets reek warfare | |
People getting nowhere bot you go for yours there | |
You' ll find it doesn' t pay to front or play the role | |
You could get stole or maybe beat with a pole | |
Then you' ll wanna retaliate, regroup and come back | |
So you set the brothers up for a sneak attack | |
Whether you die or kill them, it' s another brother dead | |
But I know you' ll never get that through your head' cause we' re mislead and misfed facts, we' re way off | |
Killing you and killing me, it' s the soliloquy of chaos |
zuò cí : ELAM, KEITH MARTIN, CHRIS | |
5 carloads deep, time to go do a show | |
Got a massive crew and we' re ready to roll | |
So I grab my gear hop in the whip and ride | |
Premier he' s got the fly dope system inside | |
But my shit cranks too and we' ve got mad tapes | |
Off into the new york night we go | |
Dre large got the camera biggest, gord' s got three rolls of film | |
So we can take the macked out photos | |
Tommy hill, the damaja and my man gunsmoke | |
Corey and smurf and lil dap' s got a forty | |
My man gary and shiz and the nutcracker shorty | |
Mike rhone, chillin' like capone | |
Robinhood, known as mel with the clientelle | |
Mo, jt, mega, can' t forget black | |
They' re rockin' sincere, yes the posse' s fat | |
Out loud pulls up plus there' s sid and oc | |
Big mel from strong island h. l. the one and only | |
O. delicious, ely, bazz and eon | |
And the aroma of the blunts has me thinking beyond | |
And to the rest of the crew you know the bond is strong | |
And you know who' s who, so let me not prolong | |
For this was a night to remember | |
I had on the beige tims with the two tone leather | |
So we get to the jam, the gig, the venue | |
Then we circled around and then drove in through | |
The front the place was packed the line was long | |
I was bobbing my head ' cause the music was on | |
I turned it down then | |
I peeped to my right | |
I saw this kid and his girl having a fight | |
Another kid walked up and mushed the kid in his face | |
And then the kid pulled out and bust and laid him to waist | |
A riot broke out girls screaming and scheming crews | |
Started buck wiling tryna' snatch kids jewels | |
After that 50 came and turned the party out | |
And then the ambulance came to take the body out | |
And we didn' t even get all the equipment out | |
And we didn' t even get to turn the place out | |
This can happen often and it' s really fucked up | |
So I' ll ask you to your face homeboy what' s up | |
Did you come to see my show or the stupid nigger playoffs | |
Killing you and killing me it' s the soliloquy of chaos | |
And if you live in the cities where streets reek warfare | |
People getting nowhere bot you go for yours there | |
You' ll find it doesn' t pay to front or play the role | |
You could get stole or maybe beat with a pole | |
Then you' ll wanna retaliate, regroup and come back | |
So you set the brothers up for a sneak attack | |
Whether you die or kill them, it' s another brother dead | |
But I know you' ll never get that through your head' cause we' re mislead and misfed facts, we' re way off | |
Killing you and killing me, it' s the soliloquy of chaos |