Whistles in the Wind 歌词
| 歌曲 | Whistles in the Wind |
| 歌手 | Boogiemonsters |
| 专辑 | God Sound |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Doe, McCann, Pollard | |
| John Doe/ (Vex): | |
| ohhhhh | |
| yeah | |
| (John Doe, this sound like the Sho Shot) | |
| yeah | |
| ?, that flow like the breeze | |
| (Word Up) | |
| (Hightower on the boards, knah what I'm sayin, my man Mo) | |
| (Yo, but, there is a lot of negativity flowing through hip-hop these days, | |
| know what I'm saying) | |
| Got to kill the noise | |
| (Brothas don't understand, they need to ) | |
| Check the whistles in the wind (repeated) | |
| (Whistling) | |
| John Doe: | |
| Release yo mind and slip with me between the crease of time | |
| Cause peace of mind is the condition people cease to find | |
| I be sublime, my composition is equally refined | |
| I redefine a definition, read between the lines | |
| The seeds of time produce the everlasting fruits of life | |
| Confusing strife has got me moving on into the light | |
| A youth in flight showing and proving how we do with mics | |
| We rips at night sho nough' improving grooving to precise | |
| We knew the price to rule the mics and know we paying dues | |
| They saying who those D-Low brothers who be slanging crews | |
| Parlay with booze, and choose to snooze, its just a wicked tool | |
| Defusing trinkets cause we link it with infinite jewels | |
| You know the rules and keep it real if you posses the gift | |
| Stop the slander propaganda like a sedative | |
| Some mental states perpetuating all that's negative | |
| I manifest and bless the gift, that's all I set it with | |
| Vex: | |
| Walking down blank corridors | |
| Weapons stored in the arsenal of the memory bank | |
| My tongue is sharper than your shank | |
| I rank high on intelligence and low intolerance | |
| For your trife life and ignorant irrelevance | |
| I swell against the system | |
| Rebel against the walls of the lies, like wind-wind | |
| Angels are at war in the skies, open the eyes of demons | |
| And leave them hypnotized | |
| More crises on the rise inside me | |
| Live walk the path for to lightly and wildly, so stomp on past while I be | |
| Stars guide me, aquestrial (Say What?) | |
| Celestial plains and back again | |
| And blowing to and fro like whistles in the wind | |
| Mondo: | |
| Now | |
| If you would ever been wondering why | |
| You see what you see on the dynamic screens of TV | |
| Isn't the same as when you was a shorty believe me I'm no expert | |
| I was raised on Pac-Mac and Q-Bert but know I see Phycics Network | |
| Sodom gains it's power hourly | |
| Transferring air perceptions of right living into your mental imagery | |
| And soon the whole world follow so being so surprise | |
| You find yourself on your knees one Sunday morning worshipping the sunrise | |
| John Doe: | |
| Let's get scholastic and evaluate the aptitude | |
| Commercial tactics making rappers cause you actin rude | |
| Your altitude has got you nothing to stand firm upon | |
| I was among the magnitudes when night first turned to dawn | |
| Jah blessed the light, address the sight, ignite my third eye | |
| Insight my wisdom penetrating to your fur top ? | |
| You know my essence, my presence bring forth new faith | |
| I stand alone a battle on against the two faced | |
| Babble on, I hold my own cause it's rugged though | |
| I be that diamond in the rough, see a nugget gold | |
| I got no time to encourage your procrastination | |
| They want my mind, assassinating my imagination | |
| And that's a crime premeditated so through meditation | |
| I write my rhymes incarcerated in my situation | |
| My soul I find as I recline in the precipitation | |
| I be sublime within, forever living like the whistles in the wind | |
| Vex: | |
| Ha, ha | |
| Transmit frequencies through my soul | |
| To make vinyl and plastic turn platinum and gold | |
| Not materialistic, but man these material | |
| Check social security, and how they changing serial number to health care | |
| That's sold by Clinton to your moms | |
| The Armageddon | |
| With rebel forces dropping bombs like first Psalms | |
| A napalm on Vietnam | |
| I dissipate electricity through my palm | |
| The only man considered with a mic heavily armed | |
| Peace to all my heads and the city of ? | |
| Representing with John Doe and the Riders of The Storm | |
| Mondo: | |
| You're keeping things warm | |
| Little black male its on | |
| Man I'm feeling this song | |
| Let's rock it on, and keep it on, and move it on | |
| Now bust it right when I was on vacation | |
| Like I put these thought in proper perspective | |
| Now I got this main objective | |
| And that's to be selective with all the words I choose | |
| Cause garbage be on the airwaves, and videos too | |
| Lost for words every time I'm roaming the streets | |
| I see to some buy Brahman record cause he has fat beats | |
| but HE AIN"T SAYING NOTHING | |
| And this dilemma sweeps the nation | |
| See the joint entitled "And Then What," for further information | |
| And it don't stop | |
| To my man John Doe | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| To the Vex to Vortex | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| To my man John Doe | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| To the Vex to Vortex | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| These be whistles in the wind ya'll | |
| (Whistling) |
| zuo ci : Doe, McCann, Pollard | |
| John Doe Vex: | |
| ohhhhh | |
| yeah | |
| John Doe, this sound like the Sho Shot | |
| yeah | |
| ?, that flow like the breeze | |
| Word Up | |
| Hightower on the boards, knah what I' m sayin, my man Mo | |
| Yo, but, there is a lot of negativity flowing through hiphop these days, | |
| know what I' m saying | |
| Got to kill the noise | |
| Brothas don' t understand, they need to | |
| Check the whistles in the wind repeated | |
| Whistling | |
| John Doe: | |
| Release yo mind and slip with me between the crease of time | |
| Cause peace of mind is the condition people cease to find | |
| I be sublime, my composition is equally refined | |
| I redefine a definition, read between the lines | |
| The seeds of time produce the everlasting fruits of life | |
| Confusing strife has got me moving on into the light | |
| A youth in flight showing and proving how we do with mics | |
| We rips at night sho nough' improving grooving to precise | |
| We knew the price to rule the mics and know we paying dues | |
| They saying who those DLow brothers who be slanging crews | |
| Parlay with booze, and choose to snooze, its just a wicked tool | |
| Defusing trinkets cause we link it with infinite jewels | |
| You know the rules and keep it real if you posses the gift | |
| Stop the slander propaganda like a sedative | |
| Some mental states perpetuating all that' s negative | |
| I manifest and bless the gift, that' s all I set it with | |
| Vex: | |
| Walking down blank corridors | |
| Weapons stored in the arsenal of the memory bank | |
| My tongue is sharper than your shank | |
| I rank high on intelligence and low intolerance | |
| For your trife life and ignorant irrelevance | |
| I swell against the system | |
| Rebel against the walls of the lies, like windwind | |
| Angels are at war in the skies, open the eyes of demons | |
| And leave them hypnotized | |
| More crises on the rise inside me | |
| Live walk the path for to lightly and wildly, so stomp on past while I be | |
| Stars guide me, aquestrial Say What? | |
| Celestial plains and back again | |
| And blowing to and fro like whistles in the wind | |
| Mondo: | |
| Now | |
| If you would ever been wondering why | |
| You see what you see on the dynamic screens of TV | |
| Isn' t the same as when you was a shorty believe me I' m no expert | |
| I was raised on PacMac and QBert but know I see Phycics Network | |
| Sodom gains it' s power hourly | |
| Transferring air perceptions of right living into your mental imagery | |
| And soon the whole world follow so being so surprise | |
| You find yourself on your knees one Sunday morning worshipping the sunrise | |
| John Doe: | |
| Let' s get scholastic and evaluate the aptitude | |
| Commercial tactics making rappers cause you actin rude | |
| Your altitude has got you nothing to stand firm upon | |
| I was among the magnitudes when night first turned to dawn | |
| Jah blessed the light, address the sight, ignite my third eye | |
| Insight my wisdom penetrating to your fur top nbsp? | |
| You know my essence, my presence bring forth new faith | |
| I stand alone a battle on against the two faced | |
| Babble on, I hold my own cause it' s rugged though | |
| I be that diamond in the rough, see a nugget gold | |
| I got no time to encourage your procrastination | |
| They want my mind, assassinating my imagination | |
| And that' s a crime premeditated so through meditation | |
| I write my rhymes incarcerated in my situation | |
| My soul I find as I recline in the precipitation | |
| I be sublime within, forever living like the whistles in the wind | |
| Vex: | |
| Ha, ha | |
| Transmit frequencies through my soul | |
| To make vinyl and plastic turn platinum and gold | |
| Not materialistic, but man these material | |
| Check social security, and how they changing serial number to health care | |
| That' s sold by Clinton to your moms | |
| The Armageddon | |
| With rebel forces dropping bombs like first Psalms | |
| A napalm on Vietnam | |
| I dissipate electricity through my palm | |
| The only man considered with a mic heavily armed | |
| Peace to all my heads and the city of nbsp? | |
| Representing with John Doe and the Riders of The Storm | |
| Mondo: | |
| You' re keeping things warm | |
| Little black male its on | |
| Man I' m feeling this song | |
| Let' s rock it on, and keep it on, and move it on | |
| Now bust it right when I was on vacation | |
| Like I put these thought in proper perspective | |
| Now I got this main objective | |
| And that' s to be selective with all the words I choose | |
| Cause garbage be on the airwaves, and videos too | |
| Lost for words every time I' m roaming the streets | |
| I see to some buy Brahman record cause he has fat beats | |
| but HE AIN" T SAYING NOTHING | |
| And this dilemma sweeps the nation | |
| See the joint entitled " And Then What," for further information | |
| And it don' t stop | |
| To my man John Doe | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| To the Vex to Vortex | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| To my man John Doe | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| To the Vex to Vortex | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| These be whistles in the wind ya' ll | |
| Whistling |
| zuò cí : Doe, McCann, Pollard | |
| John Doe Vex: | |
| ohhhhh | |
| yeah | |
| John Doe, this sound like the Sho Shot | |
| yeah | |
| ?, that flow like the breeze | |
| Word Up | |
| Hightower on the boards, knah what I' m sayin, my man Mo | |
| Yo, but, there is a lot of negativity flowing through hiphop these days, | |
| know what I' m saying | |
| Got to kill the noise | |
| Brothas don' t understand, they need to | |
| Check the whistles in the wind repeated | |
| Whistling | |
| John Doe: | |
| Release yo mind and slip with me between the crease of time | |
| Cause peace of mind is the condition people cease to find | |
| I be sublime, my composition is equally refined | |
| I redefine a definition, read between the lines | |
| The seeds of time produce the everlasting fruits of life | |
| Confusing strife has got me moving on into the light | |
| A youth in flight showing and proving how we do with mics | |
| We rips at night sho nough' improving grooving to precise | |
| We knew the price to rule the mics and know we paying dues | |
| They saying who those DLow brothers who be slanging crews | |
| Parlay with booze, and choose to snooze, its just a wicked tool | |
| Defusing trinkets cause we link it with infinite jewels | |
| You know the rules and keep it real if you posses the gift | |
| Stop the slander propaganda like a sedative | |
| Some mental states perpetuating all that' s negative | |
| I manifest and bless the gift, that' s all I set it with | |
| Vex: | |
| Walking down blank corridors | |
| Weapons stored in the arsenal of the memory bank | |
| My tongue is sharper than your shank | |
| I rank high on intelligence and low intolerance | |
| For your trife life and ignorant irrelevance | |
| I swell against the system | |
| Rebel against the walls of the lies, like windwind | |
| Angels are at war in the skies, open the eyes of demons | |
| And leave them hypnotized | |
| More crises on the rise inside me | |
| Live walk the path for to lightly and wildly, so stomp on past while I be | |
| Stars guide me, aquestrial Say What? | |
| Celestial plains and back again | |
| And blowing to and fro like whistles in the wind | |
| Mondo: | |
| Now | |
| If you would ever been wondering why | |
| You see what you see on the dynamic screens of TV | |
| Isn' t the same as when you was a shorty believe me I' m no expert | |
| I was raised on PacMac and QBert but know I see Phycics Network | |
| Sodom gains it' s power hourly | |
| Transferring air perceptions of right living into your mental imagery | |
| And soon the whole world follow so being so surprise | |
| You find yourself on your knees one Sunday morning worshipping the sunrise | |
| John Doe: | |
| Let' s get scholastic and evaluate the aptitude | |
| Commercial tactics making rappers cause you actin rude | |
| Your altitude has got you nothing to stand firm upon | |
| I was among the magnitudes when night first turned to dawn | |
| Jah blessed the light, address the sight, ignite my third eye | |
| Insight my wisdom penetrating to your fur top nbsp? | |
| You know my essence, my presence bring forth new faith | |
| I stand alone a battle on against the two faced | |
| Babble on, I hold my own cause it' s rugged though | |
| I be that diamond in the rough, see a nugget gold | |
| I got no time to encourage your procrastination | |
| They want my mind, assassinating my imagination | |
| And that' s a crime premeditated so through meditation | |
| I write my rhymes incarcerated in my situation | |
| My soul I find as I recline in the precipitation | |
| I be sublime within, forever living like the whistles in the wind | |
| Vex: | |
| Ha, ha | |
| Transmit frequencies through my soul | |
| To make vinyl and plastic turn platinum and gold | |
| Not materialistic, but man these material | |
| Check social security, and how they changing serial number to health care | |
| That' s sold by Clinton to your moms | |
| The Armageddon | |
| With rebel forces dropping bombs like first Psalms | |
| A napalm on Vietnam | |
| I dissipate electricity through my palm | |
| The only man considered with a mic heavily armed | |
| Peace to all my heads and the city of nbsp? | |
| Representing with John Doe and the Riders of The Storm | |
| Mondo: | |
| You' re keeping things warm | |
| Little black male its on | |
| Man I' m feeling this song | |
| Let' s rock it on, and keep it on, and move it on | |
| Now bust it right when I was on vacation | |
| Like I put these thought in proper perspective | |
| Now I got this main objective | |
| And that' s to be selective with all the words I choose | |
| Cause garbage be on the airwaves, and videos too | |
| Lost for words every time I' m roaming the streets | |
| I see to some buy Brahman record cause he has fat beats | |
| but HE AIN" T SAYING NOTHING | |
| And this dilemma sweeps the nation | |
| See the joint entitled " And Then What," for further information | |
| And it don' t stop | |
| To my man John Doe | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| To the Vex to Vortex | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| To my man John Doe | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| To the Vex to Vortex | |
| Rock, rock on | |
| These be whistles in the wind ya' ll | |
| Whistling |
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