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A Tribe Called Quest
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Chase, Pt 2
作詞:Steven Arrington, Kamaal Fareed, Victor Godsey, Marcel Theo Hall, Waung Hankerson, Ali Shaheed Jones-muhammad, Malik Taylor, Marlon Williams
I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out
I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out
Them can't touch me, no, them can't touch me Them can't hold me, no, them can't hold me Them can't touch me, no, them can't touch me Them can't hold me, no, them can't hold me
Damn, Phife, you got fat, yeah, I know it looks pathetic Ali Shaheed Muhammad got me doing calisthenics Needless to say, boy, I'm bad to the bone Making love to my mic like Jarobi on the phone
But um, no time for jokes, what? There's bills to be paid, what? Hoes to be laid, what? Punks to be sprayed, what? Chumps to attack, so my man, watch your back '93 means skills are a must, so never lack, uh
Sit back and learn, come now ,watch the birdie Your styles are incomplete, same as Vinny Testaverde Battlin', whenever hot damn Give me the microphone bwoy, one time, bam
Keep it on the corner c'uz here comes the heat Lyrically it stays, the jazz will pace the beat As we proceed to elevate you, we in fo-fo Run and tell your dad the abstract's the bag
As we proceed to move your high parts, we know who has ass Poets got the gimmicks but they lack the sassafras To make the average hardrock and cock the glock And roam the city streets on the jury, they hot
I be ingredients like sugar and candy If your life is broke, girl I'll be the handy-dandy That commends you, my fee is a shower For you, I'll scrub your back and I'll soap the butt-crack
Make you shiny, spiffy in a jiff Fuckin' with the ab, you got the greatest of gifts Yo, my mic is sounding bug, bob power, you there? Yeah Adjust the bass and treble make my shit sound clear
I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out
I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out
Whoop, back yourself man, come, watch me drop it For showing me I could do it, for showing me I can rock it Me not deal wit no changaram, bangaram business I got soul on a hymn, like Jehovah's got the witness
Musically, the three, poetically be me We in jammin' on the airwaves, kids just rave Obey the MC's 'cuz the MC's say We flippin' more niggaz like we Super Dave
But noticin' my stature, y'all niggaz know we gotcha Movin' to the rapture, listen how we catch ya Movin' with the grace, here we go, let's begin Makin' people jump out their goddamn skin
Lyrically, we bite like we Rin Tin Tin Peace to grand pu and his many, many skins Don't mark with the arrow 'cuz we know we get the wins It's the Ab Shaheed and the dawg for the blend
And I wanna say peace to my man Rob P, my man Jerod and Skeff Anslem on the help out and we out like shout Nine-tre, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't wanna say nine-tre 'Cause my man extra P said don't say the years So, it's for eternity, know what I'm sayin? Rock, rock on, everybody in Queens, rock, rock on
Everybody in Brooklyn, rock, rock on Money earnin' Mt. Vernon, rock, rock on Everybody in Jersey, rock, rock on Everybody in Philly rock, rock on
Everybody in Houston, rock, rock on Everybody L.A., rock, rock on Everybody in the sand, rock, rock on Everybody in Egypt, rock, rock on
Everybody Nigeria, rock, rock on Everybody in London, rock, rock on Everybody in Sweden, rock, rock on Everybody in beware, rock, rock on
To the niggaz on the famous, rock, rock on Everybody no name, rock, rock on To the kids at nu-clear, rock, rock on The cave rock, rock on Mcdonald's, rock rock on
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