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[Verse 1:Where]
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[00:00.00] 作词 : Flossy P, Taylor, Turner
[00:09.48]As the world keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
[00:12.19](This ain't no) street sermon, these niggas are determined
[00:20.76]I flow like CD's in the deck
[00:23.01]Moosh fools in the face that lack respect
[00:25.26]Protect ya arm, pitch from the funk
[00:27.43]I deodirise the musty, ya rhymes are crusty, you can't bust G
[00:31.75]So leave me alone I'm in the zone
[00:33.96]Walkin the streets on my own, nigga get blown
[00:36.57]Some niggas say that nigga Where is gone
[00:38.39]But I'm low in the cut and gotta microphone
[00:41.20]Are you gone bust or play bones?
[00:43.05]You motherfuckin clone, get off that nigga's style and get'cha own
[00:46.22]It's Miscellane and it's on again
[00:48.99]For the niggas that slept, they shoulda stayed in step
[00:51.70]And kept ya big fuckin mouth shut
[01:05.30]I woke up with a stomach ache, headache, back ache
[01:08.07]Advil, Tylenol, Peptol, slept so long realised my world is wrong
[01:13.69]My world is gone like disco
[01:15.81]Blowin up Cisco and in my Cammo
[01:18.58]Standin in back of me was my soul
[01:21.17]Thinking of the easiest way to get a bank roll
[01:24.19]Knowledge is urban-able, exhaust manifold
[01:27.25]A tar can of hoes to lubricate my system quick
[01:30.22]Shaky bitches off the dick
[01:31.67]Cos she got a vice grip on the flow from my lips
[01:34.98]I'm slow but equipped with the proper tools
[01:37.89]Show me the one talkin shit so I can drop a fool
[01:40.98]I'm out to glow a nigga roll if he think he Mr CREAM
[01:43.90]Come back on the scene and smoke a phillie, G
[01:46.32]I really dream of gettin mine now let me tell you what's silly
[01:49.78]Me, buckin with my team is murder one
[01:51.98]I heard a gun bustin shots (SHOTS!), down the block (BLOCK!)
[01:55.14]I guess a nigga gettin what he got (GOT!)
[01:57.02]Shit is heavy like a medicine ball and broke niggas to smoke niggas
[02:00.90]I'll fuck one for y'all, they made ya last phone call
[02:03.30]To a trick that didn't even care
[02:06.26]Cos she was gettin fucked somewhere, you're stuck in there
[02:09.33]Now you wanna bust, nigga, now you wanna kill, nigga (Nigga)
[02:13.04]Nigga how ya feel? (Nigga)
[02:14.64]You can't try to be real (You can't try to be real)
[02:16.95]Shit is for real
[02:39.56]I'm cooler than most, but I got the shorter temper
[02:42.41]And I'm cooler than foes that don't know how it goes
[02:44.78]Let's take it back to the first side
[02:46.89]When you was a new jack and jockin my new track
[02:49.20]But you was wrong, didn't know about the big long
[02:52.35]Head-strong, nicknamed Dav from off the school yard
[02:56.07]Witta teenage group I'm turnin loots to tracks
[02:58.58]Me and my niggas like
[02:59.98](These tracks are laced with bomb weed and tight lyrics)
[03:02.33]You wanna know what the hoes used to do
[03:04.49]When me and my crew came bustin through
[03:07.25]All sorts of blushins brew
[03:09.16](A neighbourhood find, a gift too swift, Miscellane is the crew)
[03:12.78]Underground till my brown eyed balls turned blue
[03:15.78]This is for the bitches and niggas that wanna front
[03:18.52]I smoke on, I broke on till I spoke on
[03:21.55]Miscellane packin shows like Farrakhan
[03:23.97]Where is on another level with two niggas that's on the same plateau
[03:27.17]Now that's three times your tightest flow
[03:29.62]And three times ya tightest track, three times your fattest sack
[03:32.99]Three times is clever (BUCK!)
[03:58.55]Thou shalt rest in grief who lay buried in the belt
[04:04.71]Barely included work, leaves bodies scarred and hurt
[04:10.74]To art in hell, where the next man dwells
[04:15.25]The place with stankin pussy and crack rock dwells