Jimmy Stewart 歌词
| 歌曲 | Jimmy Stewart |
| 歌手 | Ces Cru |
| 专辑 | Codename: Ego Stripper |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1 - Godemis:] | |
| I make music for a living, so every day is the weekend | |
| The plate ain’t tucked away until everybody is leaking | |
| I’ve had it up to heaven with father ******s critiquing | |
| My suggestion is you stuff a ****** in it, the Deevil’s speaking | |
| Right up under the knife, I’m a villain still in the cut | |
| Feeding on hate, I patiently wait and swill up a cup | |
| Wavy, wondering what in the ******* is the motive for it | |
| The Deevil said I should kill him, then Godemis said ignore it | |
| Emo with it, I’m morbid, my ism is out of orbit | |
| They bite off what they can chew from you, funny how you ain’t Norbit | |
| Arsenal is assorted with plenty curses and disses | |
| Plus we don’t discriminate, murking any mister or missus | |
| Appetite for destruction, cause if the recipe misses | |
| We feeding on every scrap and don’t bother to bus the dishes | |
| This is what some wishes are made of and it’s kind of silly | |
| They going hammer, can’t touch me, but pray to god they can feel me | |
| [Hook – Ubiquitous:] | |
| Really, it’s all fly in the phlegm | |
| These guys are ready for whatever’s headed my way | |
| Ends change, friends change every five days | |
| Identify snake venom, into my space************p | |
| Giving them five minutes, why wait? | |
| Holding the moment, that’s gone | |
| Develop your density, need some backbone | |
| boy, he wi************ng that he were back home | |
| Charlie can’t go back, when the ************t go black | |
| I’m bringing disco back | |
| [Verse 2 – Ubiquitous:] | |
| From skid row | |
| Out of agony central | |
| You’re grabbing at my microphone, I’m snapping your wrist bone | |
| Anatomy split through em, like Wladimir Klitschko | |
| You’re pissed that I’m rapping fast, but I’m happy to spit slow | |
| Cause everything goes fast, now watch as it goes past | |
| I’m tossing these bread crumbs, feel lost with a road map | |
| Perusing our catalog, and shopping for vocab | |
| They copy our flow, I give the gift of forgiveness | |
| I thought you should know that, but business is business | |
| Want to know how we did it? better get to jotting on notepads | |
| And read you a book, buddy, sharpen your brain | |
| But now it’s smarter to play dumb, part of the game | |
| Acquire target and aim, it ain’t hard to be famous | |
| I’m marking my anguish but now it’s starting to change us | |
| So pardon my language, but ******* how you feel | |
| You ************ ass mother******, you’s a sucker for real | |
| It ain’t nothing that gets you hot | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3 – Godemis:] | |
| You’re talking that fly ************t, get ready for lift off | |
| The rules don’t apply ************, I’m ripping your lips off | |
| ************ in a dog fight, irony at it's best | |
| It's good you a dumb *******, see this is a crabs test | |
| Y’all average at best, you got to start someplace | |
| Tell me how the ******* the blood from under your tongue taste | |
| Pursue and let one chase, lock and I scare fakes | |
| Then bust a 180, that’s on behalf of my air brakes | |
| [Verse 4 – Ubiquitous:] | |
| The radio for your squad, we’re taking over the sky | |
| Clear out the way, land now or say it’s over, goodbye | |
| Cross your heart and hope to die, make a wish to the rap lord | |
| It’s a wonderful life, maybe you’ll get what you ask for | |
| That’s yours | |
| Readily hitting the fast forward, my slow flow | |
| Bang! Thoughts hitting the dashboard | |
| Tricked out of life, pick your dog fight Mr. McFly | |
| Call em a chicken and they’re quick to reply | |
| The hand’s quicker than the eye |
| Verse 1 Godemis: | |
| I make music for a living, so every day is the weekend | |
| The plate ain' t tucked away until everybody is leaking | |
| I' ve had it up to heaven with father s critiquing | |
| My suggestion is you stuff a in it, the Deevil' s speaking | |
| Right up under the knife, I' m a villain still in the cut | |
| Feeding on hate, I patiently wait and swill up a cup | |
| Wavy, wondering what in the is the motive for it | |
| The Deevil said I should kill him, then Godemis said ignore it | |
| Emo with it, I' m morbid, my ism is out of orbit | |
| They bite off what they can chew from you, funny how you ain' t Norbit | |
| Arsenal is assorted with plenty curses and disses | |
| Plus we don' t discriminate, murking any mister or missus | |
| Appetite for destruction, cause if the recipe misses | |
| We feeding on every scrap and don' t bother to bus the dishes | |
| This is what some wishes are made of and it' s kind of silly | |
| They going hammer, can' t touch me, but pray to god they can feel me | |
| Hook Ubiquitous: | |
| Really, it' s all fly in the phlegm | |
| These guys are ready for whatever' s headed my way | |
| Ends change, friends change every five days | |
| Identify snake venom, into my space p | |
| Giving them five minutes, why wait? | |
| Holding the moment, that' s gone | |
| Develop your density, need some backbone | |
| boy, he wi ng that he were back home | |
| Charlie can' t go back, when the t go black | |
| I' m bringing disco back | |
| Verse 2 Ubiquitous: | |
| From skid row | |
| Out of agony central | |
| You' re grabbing at my microphone, I' m snapping your wrist bone | |
| Anatomy split through em, like Wladimir Klitschko | |
| You' re pissed that I' m rapping fast, but I' m happy to spit slow | |
| Cause everything goes fast, now watch as it goes past | |
| I' m tossing these bread crumbs, feel lost with a road map | |
| Perusing our catalog, and shopping for vocab | |
| They copy our flow, I give the gift of forgiveness | |
| I thought you should know that, but business is business | |
| Want to know how we did it? better get to jotting on notepads | |
| And read you a book, buddy, sharpen your brain | |
| But now it' s smarter to play dumb, part of the game | |
| Acquire target and aim, it ain' t hard to be famous | |
| I' m marking my anguish but now it' s starting to change us | |
| So pardon my language, but how you feel | |
| You ass mother, you' s a sucker for real | |
| It ain' t nothing that gets you hot | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3 Godemis: | |
| You' re talking that fly t, get ready for lift off | |
| The rules don' t apply , I' m ripping your lips off | |
| in a dog fight, irony at it' s best | |
| It' s good you a dumb , see this is a crabs test | |
| Y' all average at best, you got to start someplace | |
| Tell me how the the blood from under your tongue taste | |
| Pursue and let one chase, lock and I scare fakes | |
| Then bust a 180, that' s on behalf of my air brakes | |
| Verse 4 Ubiquitous: | |
| The radio for your squad, we' re taking over the sky | |
| Clear out the way, land now or say it' s over, goodbye | |
| Cross your heart and hope to die, make a wish to the rap lord | |
| It' s a wonderful life, maybe you' ll get what you ask for | |
| That' s yours | |
| Readily hitting the fast forward, my slow flow | |
| Bang! Thoughts hitting the dashboard | |
| Tricked out of life, pick your dog fight Mr. McFly | |
| Call em a chicken and they' re quick to reply | |
| The hand' s quicker than the eye |
| Verse 1 Godemis: | |
| I make music for a living, so every day is the weekend | |
| The plate ain' t tucked away until everybody is leaking | |
| I' ve had it up to heaven with father s critiquing | |
| My suggestion is you stuff a in it, the Deevil' s speaking | |
| Right up under the knife, I' m a villain still in the cut | |
| Feeding on hate, I patiently wait and swill up a cup | |
| Wavy, wondering what in the is the motive for it | |
| The Deevil said I should kill him, then Godemis said ignore it | |
| Emo with it, I' m morbid, my ism is out of orbit | |
| They bite off what they can chew from you, funny how you ain' t Norbit | |
| Arsenal is assorted with plenty curses and disses | |
| Plus we don' t discriminate, murking any mister or missus | |
| Appetite for destruction, cause if the recipe misses | |
| We feeding on every scrap and don' t bother to bus the dishes | |
| This is what some wishes are made of and it' s kind of silly | |
| They going hammer, can' t touch me, but pray to god they can feel me | |
| Hook Ubiquitous: | |
| Really, it' s all fly in the phlegm | |
| These guys are ready for whatever' s headed my way | |
| Ends change, friends change every five days | |
| Identify snake venom, into my space p | |
| Giving them five minutes, why wait? | |
| Holding the moment, that' s gone | |
| Develop your density, need some backbone | |
| boy, he wi ng that he were back home | |
| Charlie can' t go back, when the t go black | |
| I' m bringing disco back | |
| Verse 2 Ubiquitous: | |
| From skid row | |
| Out of agony central | |
| You' re grabbing at my microphone, I' m snapping your wrist bone | |
| Anatomy split through em, like Wladimir Klitschko | |
| You' re pissed that I' m rapping fast, but I' m happy to spit slow | |
| Cause everything goes fast, now watch as it goes past | |
| I' m tossing these bread crumbs, feel lost with a road map | |
| Perusing our catalog, and shopping for vocab | |
| They copy our flow, I give the gift of forgiveness | |
| I thought you should know that, but business is business | |
| Want to know how we did it? better get to jotting on notepads | |
| And read you a book, buddy, sharpen your brain | |
| But now it' s smarter to play dumb, part of the game | |
| Acquire target and aim, it ain' t hard to be famous | |
| I' m marking my anguish but now it' s starting to change us | |
| So pardon my language, but how you feel | |
| You ass mother, you' s a sucker for real | |
| It ain' t nothing that gets you hot | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3 Godemis: | |
| You' re talking that fly t, get ready for lift off | |
| The rules don' t apply , I' m ripping your lips off | |
| in a dog fight, irony at it' s best | |
| It' s good you a dumb , see this is a crabs test | |
| Y' all average at best, you got to start someplace | |
| Tell me how the the blood from under your tongue taste | |
| Pursue and let one chase, lock and I scare fakes | |
| Then bust a 180, that' s on behalf of my air brakes | |
| Verse 4 Ubiquitous: | |
| The radio for your squad, we' re taking over the sky | |
| Clear out the way, land now or say it' s over, goodbye | |
| Cross your heart and hope to die, make a wish to the rap lord | |
| It' s a wonderful life, maybe you' ll get what you ask for | |
| That' s yours | |
| Readily hitting the fast forward, my slow flow | |
| Bang! Thoughts hitting the dashboard | |
| Tricked out of life, pick your dog fight Mr. McFly | |
| Call em a chicken and they' re quick to reply | |
| The hand' s quicker than the eye |
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