Straight From tha Bronx 歌词
| 歌曲 | Straight From tha Bronx |
| 歌手 | D-Nice |
| 专辑 | To tha Rescue |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jones | |
| Well, I'm known to wreck a mic like a prince, so all hail | |
| To the raw deal on a scale, your style's frail | |
| I don't believe I can fail, 'cause I'm headstrong | |
| You're trackin' me, plus jackin' me knowin' that you're dead wrong | |
| I got a tec for those that wanna step | |
| You're ghost, 'cause since you're playin' me close | |
| You're gettin' checked | |
| And I can't conceive a better way to do it | |
| So when you're in my comp | |
| Get ready to be stomped, there's nothin' to it | |
| 'Cause I got piles of wicked styles and files of tracks | |
| I get wild with a South Bronx style of rap | |
| So you think you got rap sewn happily? | |
| How's that? You couldn't sow shirts in a factory | |
| You're what I label as a hip-hop hypocrite | |
| You smile in my face, behind my back, runnin' off with lip | |
| But I got somethin' to kill that though | |
| I'm a real rap pro, bad bro, so now you know | |
| The TR 808 | |
| Straight, straight from the Bronx | |
| Now, back to the scene of the crime | |
| I was taught to bust a nine | |
| At any and all who's outta line | |
| Yo, that's the way I was shown how to hold my own | |
| Until I found other ways on the microphone | |
| I used to see so many out on the ave. die | |
| Strung high, playin' a game, and that's why | |
| So many up in the Bronx, they got done | |
| For livin' a lifestyle of crime like it was fun | |
| But now I'm hittin' ya hard and pullin' the cards | |
| Of those that wanna act a fool, they got schooled | |
| And got caught with a right to the mug | |
| It wasn't enough, 'cause they wanted to bug and caught a slug | |
| And got they bodies just laid to rest | |
| 'Cause in the streets, you gotta get all you can, and no less | |
| The first minute you do, you get bucked | |
| So you and your crew better duck | |
| When you step into the Bronx | |
| The TR 808 | |
| Straight, straight from the Bronx | |
| Check it, I wanna take this time | |
| To send this out to my man Dino | |
| And to my man Scott-La-Rock | |
| 'Cause if it wasn't for them | |
| I wouldn't be here today, but since I'm here | |
| I'ma continue to make funky music for my brothers | |
| You know what I'm sayin? | |
| I'm outta here, peace |
| zuo qu : Jones | |
| Well, I' m known to wreck a mic like a prince, so all hail | |
| To the raw deal on a scale, your style' s frail | |
| I don' t believe I can fail, ' cause I' m headstrong | |
| You' re trackin' me, plus jackin' me knowin' that you' re dead wrong | |
| I got a tec for those that wanna step | |
| You' re ghost, ' cause since you' re playin' me close | |
| You' re gettin' checked | |
| And I can' t conceive a better way to do it | |
| So when you' re in my comp | |
| Get ready to be stomped, there' s nothin' to it | |
| ' Cause I got piles of wicked styles and files of tracks | |
| I get wild with a South Bronx style of rap | |
| So you think you got rap sewn happily? | |
| How' s that? You couldn' t sow shirts in a factory | |
| You' re what I label as a hiphop hypocrite | |
| You smile in my face, behind my back, runnin' off with lip | |
| But I got somethin' to kill that though | |
| I' m a real rap pro, bad bro, so now you know | |
| The TR 808 | |
| Straight, straight from the Bronx | |
| Now, back to the scene of the crime | |
| I was taught to bust a nine | |
| At any and all who' s outta line | |
| Yo, that' s the way I was shown how to hold my own | |
| Until I found other ways on the microphone | |
| I used to see so many out on the ave. die | |
| Strung high, playin' a game, and that' s why | |
| So many up in the Bronx, they got done | |
| For livin' a lifestyle of crime like it was fun | |
| But now I' m hittin' ya hard and pullin' the cards | |
| Of those that wanna act a fool, they got schooled | |
| And got caught with a right to the mug | |
| It wasn' t enough, ' cause they wanted to bug and caught a slug | |
| And got they bodies just laid to rest | |
| ' Cause in the streets, you gotta get all you can, and no less | |
| The first minute you do, you get bucked | |
| So you and your crew better duck | |
| When you step into the Bronx | |
| The TR 808 | |
| Straight, straight from the Bronx | |
| Check it, I wanna take this time | |
| To send this out to my man Dino | |
| And to my man ScottLaRock | |
| ' Cause if it wasn' t for them | |
| I wouldn' t be here today, but since I' m here | |
| I' ma continue to make funky music for my brothers | |
| You know what I' m sayin? | |
| I' m outta here, peace |
| zuò qǔ : Jones | |
| Well, I' m known to wreck a mic like a prince, so all hail | |
| To the raw deal on a scale, your style' s frail | |
| I don' t believe I can fail, ' cause I' m headstrong | |
| You' re trackin' me, plus jackin' me knowin' that you' re dead wrong | |
| I got a tec for those that wanna step | |
| You' re ghost, ' cause since you' re playin' me close | |
| You' re gettin' checked | |
| And I can' t conceive a better way to do it | |
| So when you' re in my comp | |
| Get ready to be stomped, there' s nothin' to it | |
| ' Cause I got piles of wicked styles and files of tracks | |
| I get wild with a South Bronx style of rap | |
| So you think you got rap sewn happily? | |
| How' s that? You couldn' t sow shirts in a factory | |
| You' re what I label as a hiphop hypocrite | |
| You smile in my face, behind my back, runnin' off with lip | |
| But I got somethin' to kill that though | |
| I' m a real rap pro, bad bro, so now you know | |
| The TR 808 | |
| Straight, straight from the Bronx | |
| Now, back to the scene of the crime | |
| I was taught to bust a nine | |
| At any and all who' s outta line | |
| Yo, that' s the way I was shown how to hold my own | |
| Until I found other ways on the microphone | |
| I used to see so many out on the ave. die | |
| Strung high, playin' a game, and that' s why | |
| So many up in the Bronx, they got done | |
| For livin' a lifestyle of crime like it was fun | |
| But now I' m hittin' ya hard and pullin' the cards | |
| Of those that wanna act a fool, they got schooled | |
| And got caught with a right to the mug | |
| It wasn' t enough, ' cause they wanted to bug and caught a slug | |
| And got they bodies just laid to rest | |
| ' Cause in the streets, you gotta get all you can, and no less | |
| The first minute you do, you get bucked | |
| So you and your crew better duck | |
| When you step into the Bronx | |
| The TR 808 | |
| Straight, straight from the Bronx | |
| Check it, I wanna take this time | |
| To send this out to my man Dino | |
| And to my man ScottLaRock | |
| ' Cause if it wasn' t for them | |
| I wouldn' t be here today, but since I' m here | |
| I' ma continue to make funky music for my brothers | |
| You know what I' m sayin? | |
| I' m outta here, peace |
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