歌曲 | The Eponym |
歌手 | Chill Bump |
专辑 | Starting From Scratch |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[Verse 1] | |
In 95, when my father was still alive | |
Hip-Hop hit my heart and I started to feel the vibe | |
I’d listen to Nas spit rhymes too damn correct | |
I can’t forget my doggystyle and my wu-tang cassette | |
See, I was only ten, holding a pen | |
Hoping to find schemes, rhyming over and over again | |
At 13, I had a crew, we’d flow and hang out | |
And that’s how I started rapping with the homie Bankal | |
He went his way and I went mine | |
He switched to turntable-ism, I perfected my rhyme | |
A decade later, we met again and said "what up?" | |
We gotta get together and tear the stage the **** up! | |
[Hook] | |
Oh Boy ! These kids so cool | |
The beat’s so deep, the flow’s so smooth | |
Mic check, one two, one two | |
They came to rock, to rock the house for you | |
[Verse 2] | |
We ain’t about enterprising or dough making | |
But we wanna say thanks to you folks for donating | |
Peace to all the reviews and dope ratings | |
For those that bang they skulls to this ’til they dome aching! | |
Thanks to y’all we gon’ keep feasting off emceeing | |
We gon’ keep performing, beat-making, beasting for a reason | |
Peace to all you people, Eastern European | |
Swedish or Norwegian, Aussie, Asian, even North Korean | |
France, Germany, US and the UK | |
Africa, Mexico and even kids from Uruguay | |
Chill out and bump this, ‘cause this is a new day | |
And haters : We couldn’t give a shit ’bout what you say | |
[Hook] | |
Oh Boy ! These kids so cool | |
The beat’s so deep, the flow’s so smooth | |
Mic check, one two, one two | |
They came to rock, to rock the house for you | |
[Outro (Verse 1 of "Just a Sample 2")] | |
Life’s a game, who’s ready to win | |
Who’s ready to face the true devil within | |
Are you ready to fight when you step in the ring | |
Step to the right, move left and then swing | |
Learn from every bruise left in your skin | |
When time flies, shoot lead in its wing | |
Seasons spin, loops end and begin | |
When the tables turn, you lose everything | |
Don’t cling to life, life is too complex | |
You’re a useless speck sliding through the nets | |
To the right and to the left | |
You slide from one cycle to the next | |
Use your head, try to do what’s best | |
Best be cool, use the time that you can get | |
Let the present guide your future steps | |
Defy death and die with few regrets |
Verse 1 | |
In 95, when my father was still alive | |
HipHop hit my heart and I started to feel the vibe | |
I' d listen to Nas spit rhymes too damn correct | |
I can' t forget my doggystyle and my wutang cassette | |
See, I was only ten, holding a pen | |
Hoping to find schemes, rhyming over and over again | |
At 13, I had a crew, we' d flow and hang out | |
And that' s how I started rapping with the homie Bankal | |
He went his way and I went mine | |
He switched to turntableism, I perfected my rhyme | |
A decade later, we met again and said " what up?" | |
We gotta get together and tear the stage the up! | |
Hook | |
Oh Boy ! These kids so cool | |
The beat' s so deep, the flow' s so smooth | |
Mic check, one two, one two | |
They came to rock, to rock the house for you | |
Verse 2 | |
We ain' t about enterprising or dough making | |
But we wanna say thanks to you folks for donating | |
Peace to all the reviews and dope ratings | |
For those that bang they skulls to this ' til they dome aching! | |
Thanks to y' all we gon' keep feasting off emceeing | |
We gon' keep performing, beatmaking, beasting for a reason | |
Peace to all you people, Eastern European | |
Swedish or Norwegian, Aussie, Asian, even North Korean | |
France, Germany, US and the UK | |
Africa, Mexico and even kids from Uruguay | |
Chill out and bump this, ' cause this is a new day | |
And haters : We couldn' t give a shit ' bout what you say | |
Hook | |
Oh Boy ! These kids so cool | |
The beat' s so deep, the flow' s so smooth | |
Mic check, one two, one two | |
They came to rock, to rock the house for you | |
Outro Verse 1 of " Just a Sample 2" | |
Life' s a game, who' s ready to win | |
Who' s ready to face the true devil within | |
Are you ready to fight when you step in the ring | |
Step to the right, move left and then swing | |
Learn from every bruise left in your skin | |
When time flies, shoot lead in its wing | |
Seasons spin, loops end and begin | |
When the tables turn, you lose everything | |
Don' t cling to life, life is too complex | |
You' re a useless speck sliding through the nets | |
To the right and to the left | |
You slide from one cycle to the next | |
Use your head, try to do what' s best | |
Best be cool, use the time that you can get | |
Let the present guide your future steps | |
Defy death and die with few regrets |
Verse 1 | |
In 95, when my father was still alive | |
HipHop hit my heart and I started to feel the vibe | |
I' d listen to Nas spit rhymes too damn correct | |
I can' t forget my doggystyle and my wutang cassette | |
See, I was only ten, holding a pen | |
Hoping to find schemes, rhyming over and over again | |
At 13, I had a crew, we' d flow and hang out | |
And that' s how I started rapping with the homie Bankal | |
He went his way and I went mine | |
He switched to turntableism, I perfected my rhyme | |
A decade later, we met again and said " what up?" | |
We gotta get together and tear the stage the up! | |
Hook | |
Oh Boy ! These kids so cool | |
The beat' s so deep, the flow' s so smooth | |
Mic check, one two, one two | |
They came to rock, to rock the house for you | |
Verse 2 | |
We ain' t about enterprising or dough making | |
But we wanna say thanks to you folks for donating | |
Peace to all the reviews and dope ratings | |
For those that bang they skulls to this ' til they dome aching! | |
Thanks to y' all we gon' keep feasting off emceeing | |
We gon' keep performing, beatmaking, beasting for a reason | |
Peace to all you people, Eastern European | |
Swedish or Norwegian, Aussie, Asian, even North Korean | |
France, Germany, US and the UK | |
Africa, Mexico and even kids from Uruguay | |
Chill out and bump this, ' cause this is a new day | |
And haters : We couldn' t give a shit ' bout what you say | |
Hook | |
Oh Boy ! These kids so cool | |
The beat' s so deep, the flow' s so smooth | |
Mic check, one two, one two | |
They came to rock, to rock the house for you | |
Outro Verse 1 of " Just a Sample 2" | |
Life' s a game, who' s ready to win | |
Who' s ready to face the true devil within | |
Are you ready to fight when you step in the ring | |
Step to the right, move left and then swing | |
Learn from every bruise left in your skin | |
When time flies, shoot lead in its wing | |
Seasons spin, loops end and begin | |
When the tables turn, you lose everything | |
Don' t cling to life, life is too complex | |
You' re a useless speck sliding through the nets | |
To the right and to the left | |
You slide from one cycle to the next | |
Use your head, try to do what' s best | |
Best be cool, use the time that you can get | |
Let the present guide your future steps | |
Defy death and die with few regrets |