歌曲 | The Lunchroom Table |
歌手 | Boogiemonsters |
专辑 | God Sound |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : McCann, Pollard | |
( *lunchroom scene* ) | |
Aiyo, save me, save me a seat, yo | |
Yo, ain't no skippin in line | |
Ain't no skippin in line! | |
You can't skip in the line | |
Get off me, man! | |
Mr. Hightower, Mr. Hightower... | |
Yo, where my man M-o at? | |
Yo yo! | |
Yo, what's up, yo? | |
Come over this way, yo | |
Hit that beat for me one time, you know how we do | |
( *Mondo starts banging on the table* ) | |
( Vex ) | |
Uh, Black Hole Sun, Vortex | |
Six million ways to die, I choose none | |
Vortex got demons on the run | |
Vortex out to slay Satan before the day is done | |
Vortex, I'm like brave Grandmasters of kung-fu flicks | |
Movin words of perfection in every direction | |
Convection heats up the microphone I freeze | |
When I bust Jehova bring breeze to a gust | |
Thrust my rhyme through the woofers and the tweeters of your speakers | |
Sound is below zero | |
The mic's two tons in my hand on the ground | |
I lift it to my brain, no strain, let it snow brimstone when I rain | |
I'm vertical, move it in nautical miles of styles | |
Volatile vocal ( ? ) bionics moving physical bodies with third eye | |
Grandmaster of intellectual power, how much can a black hole devour | |
All that's in the world with my gravity | |
7 point in my brain, poke this through your chest cavity | |
Rhymes get complicated when they activated | |
The devil hestitated, in battle got designated, now I made it | |
To the top of Mount Zion, holy Mount Zion | |
( ? ) they banter, soldiers of ( ? ) | |
I be generatin on my energy like gamma | |
Just wanna kick a rhyme like my grandma | |
Let that lyric through your dome | |
Travelling through your veins and your brain | |
I'm Jah cyclone | |
So as I conject a microphone dissector | |
Bring it back, wheel it up, selector | |
Ha-ha, ha-ha | |
Yeah | |
This piece of hip-hop culture goes out | |
To all our peoples across the map | |
Youknowmsayin? | |
The foundation: | |
Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, Long Island | |
Uptown, word | |
To East Philly, Baltimore, D.C., Richmond, Norfolk, Hampton, Atlanta | |
The Carolinas, Miami, word up | |
Yo, this goes out to the West coast | |
San Fran, the Bay Area | |
L.A., Oakland, ya knaw I mean | |
We all the way out there, word | |
To my peoples overseas | |
London, Amsterdam, (Name) and Fort Hamilton | |
(Name), Nürnberg, (Name), Fort (Name) | |
( Mondo ) | |
My hand is hurting | |
My hand is hurting | |
( Vex ) | |
Youknowmsayin? | |
...army bases | |
Paris, Tokyo, (Name), Puerto Rico | |
Okinawa, Korea, Spain and the Central | |
Chicago, Columbus, Milwaukee, Dallas | |
And the Islands | |
Jamaica, Trinidad, Barbados, Bermuda, St. (Name) | |
Youknowmsayin? | |
All them heads at them black universities | |
BSU, (Name), MSU, (Names), HU, NSU, Howard, DSU | |
Chillin up in (Name) | |
You know what this all about | |
Word up | |
Boogiemonsters worldwide | |
( *schoolbell rings* ) | |
( teacher ) | |
You little rugrats get out of here this instant | |
Lunch is over! |
zuo ci : McCann, Pollard | |
lunchroom scene | |
Aiyo, save me, save me a seat, yo | |
Yo, ain' t no skippin in line | |
Ain' t no skippin in line! | |
You can' t skip in the line | |
Get off me, man! | |
Mr. Hightower, Mr. Hightower... | |
Yo, where my man Mo at? | |
Yo yo! | |
Yo, what' s up, yo? | |
Come over this way, yo | |
Hit that beat for me one time, you know how we do | |
Mondo starts banging on the table | |
Vex | |
Uh, Black Hole Sun, Vortex | |
Six million ways to die, I choose none | |
Vortex got demons on the run | |
Vortex out to slay Satan before the day is done | |
Vortex, I' m like brave Grandmasters of kungfu flicks | |
Movin words of perfection in every direction | |
Convection heats up the microphone I freeze | |
When I bust Jehova bring breeze to a gust | |
Thrust my rhyme through the woofers and the tweeters of your speakers | |
Sound is below zero | |
The mic' s two tons in my hand on the ground | |
I lift it to my brain, no strain, let it snow brimstone when I rain | |
I' m vertical, move it in nautical miles of styles | |
Volatile vocal nbsp? bionics moving physical bodies with third eye | |
Grandmaster of intellectual power, how much can a black hole devour | |
All that' s in the world with my gravity | |
7 point in my brain, poke this through your chest cavity | |
Rhymes get complicated when they activated | |
The devil hestitated, in battle got designated, now I made it | |
To the top of Mount Zion, holy Mount Zion | |
nbsp? they banter, soldiers of nbsp? | |
I be generatin on my energy like gamma | |
Just wanna kick a rhyme like my grandma | |
Let that lyric through your dome | |
Travelling through your veins and your brain | |
I' m Jah cyclone | |
So as I conject a microphone dissector | |
Bring it back, wheel it up, selector | |
Haha, haha | |
Yeah | |
This piece of hiphop culture goes out | |
To all our peoples across the map | |
Youknowmsayin? | |
The foundation: | |
Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, Long Island | |
Uptown, word | |
To East Philly, Baltimore, D. C., Richmond, Norfolk, Hampton, Atlanta | |
The Carolinas, Miami, word up | |
Yo, this goes out to the West coast | |
San Fran, the Bay Area | |
L. A., Oakland, ya knaw I mean | |
We all the way out there, word | |
To my peoples overseas | |
London, Amsterdam, Name and Fort Hamilton | |
Name, Nü rnberg, Name, Fort Name | |
Mondo | |
My hand is hurting | |
My hand is hurting | |
Vex | |
Youknowmsayin? | |
... army bases | |
Paris, Tokyo, Name, Puerto Rico | |
Okinawa, Korea, Spain and the Central | |
Chicago, Columbus, Milwaukee, Dallas | |
And the Islands | |
Jamaica, Trinidad, Barbados, Bermuda, St. Name | |
Youknowmsayin? | |
All them heads at them black universities | |
BSU, Name, MSU, Names, HU, NSU, Howard, DSU | |
Chillin up in Name | |
You know what this all about | |
Word up | |
Boogiemonsters worldwide | |
schoolbell rings | |
teacher | |
You little rugrats get out of here this instant | |
Lunch is over! |
zuò cí : McCann, Pollard | |
lunchroom scene | |
Aiyo, save me, save me a seat, yo | |
Yo, ain' t no skippin in line | |
Ain' t no skippin in line! | |
You can' t skip in the line | |
Get off me, man! | |
Mr. Hightower, Mr. Hightower... | |
Yo, where my man Mo at? | |
Yo yo! | |
Yo, what' s up, yo? | |
Come over this way, yo | |
Hit that beat for me one time, you know how we do | |
Mondo starts banging on the table | |
Vex | |
Uh, Black Hole Sun, Vortex | |
Six million ways to die, I choose none | |
Vortex got demons on the run | |
Vortex out to slay Satan before the day is done | |
Vortex, I' m like brave Grandmasters of kungfu flicks | |
Movin words of perfection in every direction | |
Convection heats up the microphone I freeze | |
When I bust Jehova bring breeze to a gust | |
Thrust my rhyme through the woofers and the tweeters of your speakers | |
Sound is below zero | |
The mic' s two tons in my hand on the ground | |
I lift it to my brain, no strain, let it snow brimstone when I rain | |
I' m vertical, move it in nautical miles of styles | |
Volatile vocal nbsp? bionics moving physical bodies with third eye | |
Grandmaster of intellectual power, how much can a black hole devour | |
All that' s in the world with my gravity | |
7 point in my brain, poke this through your chest cavity | |
Rhymes get complicated when they activated | |
The devil hestitated, in battle got designated, now I made it | |
To the top of Mount Zion, holy Mount Zion | |
nbsp? they banter, soldiers of nbsp? | |
I be generatin on my energy like gamma | |
Just wanna kick a rhyme like my grandma | |
Let that lyric through your dome | |
Travelling through your veins and your brain | |
I' m Jah cyclone | |
So as I conject a microphone dissector | |
Bring it back, wheel it up, selector | |
Haha, haha | |
Yeah | |
This piece of hiphop culture goes out | |
To all our peoples across the map | |
Youknowmsayin? | |
The foundation: | |
Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, Long Island | |
Uptown, word | |
To East Philly, Baltimore, D. C., Richmond, Norfolk, Hampton, Atlanta | |
The Carolinas, Miami, word up | |
Yo, this goes out to the West coast | |
San Fran, the Bay Area | |
L. A., Oakland, ya knaw I mean | |
We all the way out there, word | |
To my peoples overseas | |
London, Amsterdam, Name and Fort Hamilton | |
Name, Nü rnberg, Name, Fort Name | |
Mondo | |
My hand is hurting | |
My hand is hurting | |
Vex | |
Youknowmsayin? | |
... army bases | |
Paris, Tokyo, Name, Puerto Rico | |
Okinawa, Korea, Spain and the Central | |
Chicago, Columbus, Milwaukee, Dallas | |
And the Islands | |
Jamaica, Trinidad, Barbados, Bermuda, St. Name | |
Youknowmsayin? | |
All them heads at them black universities | |
BSU, Name, MSU, Names, HU, NSU, Howard, DSU | |
Chillin up in Name | |
You know what this all about | |
Word up | |
Boogiemonsters worldwide | |
schoolbell rings | |
teacher | |
You little rugrats get out of here this instant | |
Lunch is over! |