歌曲 | B.Y.S. |
歌手 | Gang Starr |
专辑 | Full Clip: A Decade Of Gang Starr |
作词 : ELAM, KEITH/MARTIN, CHRIS | |
I'm like a sniper rhymes'll strike ya when I'm rockin | |
mad chicks be jockin' when the G Starr's talking | |
And that's because my word is bond | |
I get much fan mail and I always respond | |
So tell your hon to write me too | |
make sure she puts attention Mr. Guru | |
Brothers know the flow is unique | |
I got 100 wild styles in my black valise | |
MC's wanna be me so they keep askin | |
for me to teach 'em methods both slow and fast | |
And others wanna act as if they're better | |
but they only got one style which ain't all that clever | |
I'm cooler than wind, harder than cold steel | |
I get the ladies with more than just sex appeal | |
A mystic psychic scanning all your thoughts | |
I'll touch your soul and make your brain feel caught | |
When my rapture traps ya and makes you mine | |
You'll submit to the gift and to the lyrical lines | |
So suckers realize that the size is too large | |
when I come through I'm pullin' whole crews cards | |
I be wreckin' correct and on the Gang Starr tip | |
MC's who front: Imma' gonna bust your shit | |
I wonder do you love it enough | |
I'm steppin' rugged and tough, never to front or to bluff | |
I got the fresh cut baldy, the brothers call me | |
Guru the man yes with all the | |
J-A-Z-Z-Y type essence, street type lessons manifesting | |
the one who make the fly ladies feel pleasant | |
Never forgettin' that to myself I'm true | |
do what you want to but watch yourself though "duke" | |
I don't wanna hear all of that loud mouthing | |
try to pull yours out when nothing comes out | |
Then you'll see why you can't compete with me | |
the notorious Guru of the Gang you see | |
Starr stands for power like I said before | |
I'm like the doctors cure slicker than Roger Moore | |
I slide up to a crab MC like this | |
tap 'em in the head with my mic like this | |
I'll be revealing that you're weak to the world if you wish | |
And I insist that if you persist | |
then you get creamed, cuz Imma' get real steamed | |
so don't you try to flex and try to look all mean | |
Heyo check it that's dead that's it | |
cuz all you phony ass rappers Imma' bust your shit | |
Now when you see me on the set you know I may unleash | |
a lyric like a mad dog barking through the speaker | |
Step off unless you wanna get torn up | |
your raps worn out burnt out fucked up | |
You lucked up or maybe you lucked out | |
cuz at the battle last time you snuck out | |
But now I'm rolling over you full blast | |
I'm here to let you know no longer will the bull last | |
MC's telling lies and poppin' all those myths | |
Keep on fakin' moves and Imma'... |
zuò cí : ELAM, KEITH MARTIN, CHRIS | |
I' m like a sniper rhymes' ll strike ya when I' m rockin | |
mad chicks be jockin' when the G Starr' s talking | |
And that' s because my word is bond | |
I get much fan mail and I always respond | |
So tell your hon to write me too | |
make sure she puts attention Mr. Guru | |
Brothers know the flow is unique | |
I got 100 wild styles in my black valise | |
MC' s wanna be me so they keep askin | |
for me to teach ' em methods both slow and fast | |
And others wanna act as if they' re better | |
but they only got one style which ain' t all that clever | |
I' m cooler than wind, harder than cold steel | |
I get the ladies with more than just sex appeal | |
A mystic psychic scanning all your thoughts | |
I' ll touch your soul and make your brain feel caught | |
When my rapture traps ya and makes you mine | |
You' ll submit to the gift and to the lyrical lines | |
So suckers realize that the size is too large | |
when I come through I' m pullin' whole crews cards | |
I be wreckin' correct and on the Gang Starr tip | |
MC' s who front: Imma' gonna bust your shit | |
I wonder do you love it enough | |
I' m steppin' rugged and tough, never to front or to bluff | |
I got the fresh cut baldy, the brothers call me | |
Guru the man yes with all the | |
JAZZY type essence, street type lessons manifesting | |
the one who make the fly ladies feel pleasant | |
Never forgettin' that to myself I' m true | |
do what you want to but watch yourself though " duke" | |
I don' t wanna hear all of that loud mouthing | |
try to pull yours out when nothing comes out | |
Then you' ll see why you can' t compete with me | |
the notorious Guru of the Gang you see | |
Starr stands for power like I said before | |
I' m like the doctors cure slicker than Roger Moore | |
I slide up to a crab MC like this | |
tap ' em in the head with my mic like this | |
I' ll be revealing that you' re weak to the world if you wish | |
And I insist that if you persist | |
then you get creamed, cuz Imma' get real steamed | |
so don' t you try to flex and try to look all mean | |
Heyo check it that' s dead that' s it | |
cuz all you phony ass rappers Imma' bust your shit | |
Now when you see me on the set you know I may unleash | |
a lyric like a mad dog barking through the speaker | |
Step off unless you wanna get torn up | |
your raps worn out burnt out fucked up | |
You lucked up or maybe you lucked out | |
cuz at the battle last time you snuck out | |
But now I' m rolling over you full blast | |
I' m here to let you know no longer will the bull last | |
MC' s telling lies and poppin' all those myths | |
Keep on fakin' moves and Imma'... |