歌曲 | Breaker, Breaker |
歌手 | GZA |
专辑 | Beneath the Surface |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ansari, Grice | |
Breaker, breaker, one nine, clear the line | |
Can you read me? extorted your rhymes | |
Mc's should expect the worst | |
I stay alert and shoot first | |
[gza] | |
This is not a test, it's difficulty | |
Picture closely, the ignorant mostly | |
Blind, deaf, dumb, your mind left numb | |
Lost soul who failed to hear the roll of the drum | |
In the bottom of your bomb shelter, still felt the | |
Heavy blast that blew off the masks of twelve welders | |
The math of an elder, praise the lord - thank you genius | |
Operation: project english | |
Commander-n-chief of flight style, check the aircraft | |
Glide like the frisbee, digi look disney | |
To check fault in oneself is pure loveliness | |
You break the mirror that remind you of your ugliness | |
So when i bust, no one is untouched | |
Some returning with the mic clutched, like such | |
Who plan but never execute | |
He had the heat in his hand, but yo he didn't shoot | |
Therefore; your mechanism of material better be sickly | |
Or let your lead spread incredibly quickly | |
I move bravely, travellin on a horse | |
On the battlefield, surrounded by the lost | |
Of those who plotted with the brains of animals | |
My high molecular structure be untangible | |
The name ring a bell, killable two syllable | |
The wu is comin through, the outcome is critical | |
To be blunt, the beef was cooked up like coke goods | |
The rhyme first came to me in the oak woods | |
Up to no good, rap icon | |
"milk" the industry like the wall street junk bond | |
You see the bright stone, i got your height sewn | |
Direct current, that move through the mic-phone | |
Key contributor, well known major factor | |
Rhyme distributor, the drive of a tractor | |
Who run ya down if you don't wanna move or wanna linger {*echoes*} | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
[gza] | |
The immortality of my fame is the measure of other's torture | |
Burnt offer, from a flamin author | |
The falconer who flies enough birds for the chase | |
Strictly excel in what is excellence with grace | |
The significance was not the vulgar applause of interest | |
But the feelin that exit, completion of a sentence | |
With age and experience, my reason ripens | |
I strike on you vikings, slash like a hyphen | |
If you enter the house of fortune by the gate of pleasure | |
You will leave by sorrow, the flow measures | |
Everything fails with the unfortunate | |
Learned that recordin it, so my mind broaden it | |
Track records, ranks us, with the exceptional | |
Extreme complex physics, high technical | |
The truth is usually seen and rarely heard | |
What's more dangerous than hatred, is the word | |
You wild cards, jack of all trades | |
Those who parade their positions, show their spades | |
A large flock of mc's, they figure to be taught | |
It ain't hard to see why i'm vigorously saught | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
[outro: gza] | |
Breaker, breaker, one nine | |
Breaker, breaker, one nine |
zuo ci : Ansari, Grice | |
Breaker, breaker, one nine, clear the line | |
Can you read me? extorted your rhymes | |
Mc' s should expect the worst | |
I stay alert and shoot first | |
gza | |
This is not a test, it' s difficulty | |
Picture closely, the ignorant mostly | |
Blind, deaf, dumb, your mind left numb | |
Lost soul who failed to hear the roll of the drum | |
In the bottom of your bomb shelter, still felt the | |
Heavy blast that blew off the masks of twelve welders | |
The math of an elder, praise the lord thank you genius | |
Operation: project english | |
Commandernchief of flight style, check the aircraft | |
Glide like the frisbee, digi look disney | |
To check fault in oneself is pure loveliness | |
You break the mirror that remind you of your ugliness | |
So when i bust, no one is untouched | |
Some returning with the mic clutched, like such | |
Who plan but never execute | |
He had the heat in his hand, but yo he didn' t shoot | |
Therefore your mechanism of material better be sickly | |
Or let your lead spread incredibly quickly | |
I move bravely, travellin on a horse | |
On the battlefield, surrounded by the lost | |
Of those who plotted with the brains of animals | |
My high molecular structure be untangible | |
The name ring a bell, killable two syllable | |
The wu is comin through, the outcome is critical | |
To be blunt, the beef was cooked up like coke goods | |
The rhyme first came to me in the oak woods | |
Up to no good, rap icon | |
" milk" the industry like the wall street junk bond | |
You see the bright stone, i got your height sewn | |
Direct current, that move through the micphone | |
Key contributor, well known major factor | |
Rhyme distributor, the drive of a tractor | |
Who run ya down if you don' t wanna move or wanna linger echoes | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
gza | |
The immortality of my fame is the measure of other' s torture | |
Burnt offer, from a flamin author | |
The falconer who flies enough birds for the chase | |
Strictly excel in what is excellence with grace | |
The significance was not the vulgar applause of interest | |
But the feelin that exit, completion of a sentence | |
With age and experience, my reason ripens | |
I strike on you vikings, slash like a hyphen | |
If you enter the house of fortune by the gate of pleasure | |
You will leave by sorrow, the flow measures | |
Everything fails with the unfortunate | |
Learned that recordin it, so my mind broaden it | |
Track records, ranks us, with the exceptional | |
Extreme complex physics, high technical | |
The truth is usually seen and rarely heard | |
What' s more dangerous than hatred, is the word | |
You wild cards, jack of all trades | |
Those who parade their positions, show their spades | |
A large flock of mc' s, they figure to be taught | |
It ain' t hard to see why i' m vigorously saught | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
outro: gza | |
Breaker, breaker, one nine | |
Breaker, breaker, one nine |
zuò cí : Ansari, Grice | |
Breaker, breaker, one nine, clear the line | |
Can you read me? extorted your rhymes | |
Mc' s should expect the worst | |
I stay alert and shoot first | |
gza | |
This is not a test, it' s difficulty | |
Picture closely, the ignorant mostly | |
Blind, deaf, dumb, your mind left numb | |
Lost soul who failed to hear the roll of the drum | |
In the bottom of your bomb shelter, still felt the | |
Heavy blast that blew off the masks of twelve welders | |
The math of an elder, praise the lord thank you genius | |
Operation: project english | |
Commandernchief of flight style, check the aircraft | |
Glide like the frisbee, digi look disney | |
To check fault in oneself is pure loveliness | |
You break the mirror that remind you of your ugliness | |
So when i bust, no one is untouched | |
Some returning with the mic clutched, like such | |
Who plan but never execute | |
He had the heat in his hand, but yo he didn' t shoot | |
Therefore your mechanism of material better be sickly | |
Or let your lead spread incredibly quickly | |
I move bravely, travellin on a horse | |
On the battlefield, surrounded by the lost | |
Of those who plotted with the brains of animals | |
My high molecular structure be untangible | |
The name ring a bell, killable two syllable | |
The wu is comin through, the outcome is critical | |
To be blunt, the beef was cooked up like coke goods | |
The rhyme first came to me in the oak woods | |
Up to no good, rap icon | |
" milk" the industry like the wall street junk bond | |
You see the bright stone, i got your height sewn | |
Direct current, that move through the micphone | |
Key contributor, well known major factor | |
Rhyme distributor, the drive of a tractor | |
Who run ya down if you don' t wanna move or wanna linger echoes | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
gza | |
The immortality of my fame is the measure of other' s torture | |
Burnt offer, from a flamin author | |
The falconer who flies enough birds for the chase | |
Strictly excel in what is excellence with grace | |
The significance was not the vulgar applause of interest | |
But the feelin that exit, completion of a sentence | |
With age and experience, my reason ripens | |
I strike on you vikings, slash like a hyphen | |
If you enter the house of fortune by the gate of pleasure | |
You will leave by sorrow, the flow measures | |
Everything fails with the unfortunate | |
Learned that recordin it, so my mind broaden it | |
Track records, ranks us, with the exceptional | |
Extreme complex physics, high technical | |
The truth is usually seen and rarely heard | |
What' s more dangerous than hatred, is the word | |
You wild cards, jack of all trades | |
Those who parade their positions, show their spades | |
A large flock of mc' s, they figure to be taught | |
It ain' t hard to see why i' m vigorously saught | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
outro: gza | |
Breaker, breaker, one nine | |
Breaker, breaker, one nine |