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  • 作词 : Barrier, Griffin
    [Rakim] One two..
    Yeah.. uhh.. yeah.. "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody
    Yeah it's the
    God baby..
    Long Island's own.. barbarian of the microphone.. "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody
    It's for y'all ******
    And the streets just a couple of miles
    East of Mecca
    Where peeps touch nuttin but style heat and cheddar
    Compete witcha livelihood to eat better
    And ain't nuttin sweet but the ladies who speak wetta
    With a torn smile, tryin to get my song on file
    It's on now, the whole town done gone wild
    Kick rhymes off my heartbeat as a unborn child
    Then developed a strong style on
    Long Isle
    Won't be long now,
    I started rhymin young
    I designed for fun, knowin my time would come
    I started, payin dues
    DJin with crews
    Learnin the inner city rules, conveyin the news
    Soon as the jam start the man's art'll jam parks
    Slam so hard it remains a landmark
    The rhyme that
    I'm stylin, smooth as a violin but "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    Like any G.
    O.D., loose on a spree for new degrees
    Things to do and see until nuttin is new to me
    A true MC usually be into a breeze
    And I can still see
    New York City through the trees
    My advance slams put you outside lookin in or the other way around, that depends, look again
    Took a pen so you could zero in on my book of gems
    It extends from the
    Hamptons to
    Brook-lyn
    Through every hoodie in town, to learn the
    Boogie Down til every
    DJ around, wanted to put me down
    Rhymes got rougher til
    I was ready to blast off and harass all from
    Suffolk County to
    Nassau where we keep the money pilin, keep the honies smilin
    Keep the heater just in case kids start whylin
    The rhyme that
    I'm stylin, smooth as a violin "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*} {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    Grew up in
    Wyndanch, formerly known as
    Crime-Danch
    Me and my mans we travel lands to find jams where violence usually ends in sirens
    By all means, we all fiend for finance
    We make cash on the street called straight path
    We take class, build with the
    Gods with great math
    Everyday true to the street, and never fronted
    Along the way, learned from the best that ever done it
    Bein exposed to life's highs and lows
    Got my flows ready for shows,
    I'm ready for the pros
    I put it on a tape and then the city
    I tested Then on the radio the
    R's requested
    Now the whole world's whylin, all the girls smilin
    You know, it's on, soon as they let the crowd in
    The rhyme that
    I'm stylin, smooth as a violin "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody
    Word up..
    I wanna give a big up to
    Long Island.. stompin grounds.. f'real {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    Crime-Danch.. one love baby.. word up.. {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    I wanna give a crazy shout out to all the
    DJ's back in the day who used to let me smoke they microphones, yaknahmean?
    Big up to
    DJ Maniac,
    DJ Teddy Tuff, and
    DJ Cool Breeze {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    Word up {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
  • 作词 : Barrier, Griffin
    [Rakim] One two..
    Yeah.. uhh.. yeah.. "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody
    Yeah it's the
    God baby..
    Long Island's own.. barbarian of the microphone.. "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody
    It's for y'all ******
    And the streets just a couple of miles
    East of Mecca
    Where peeps touch nuttin but style heat and cheddar
    Compete witcha livelihood to eat better
    And ain't nuttin sweet but the ladies who speak wetta
    With a torn smile, tryin to get my song on file
    It's on now, the whole town done gone wild
    Kick rhymes off my heartbeat as a unborn child
    Then developed a strong style on
    Long Isle
    Won't be long now,
    I started rhymin young
    I designed for fun, knowin my time would come
    I started, payin dues
    DJin with crews
    Learnin the inner city rules, conveyin the news
    Soon as the jam start the man's art'll jam parks
    Slam so hard it remains a landmark
    The rhyme that
    I'm stylin, smooth as a violin but "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    Like any G.
    O.D., loose on a spree for new degrees
    Things to do and see until nuttin is new to me
    A true MC usually be into a breeze
    And I can still see
    New York City through the trees
    My advance slams put you outside lookin in or the other way around, that depends, look again
    Took a pen so you could zero in on my book of gems
    It extends from the
    Hamptons to
    Brook-lyn
    Through every hoodie in town, to learn the
    Boogie Down til every
    DJ around, wanted to put me down
    Rhymes got rougher til
    I was ready to blast off and harass all from
    Suffolk County to
    Nassau where we keep the money pilin, keep the honies smilin
    Keep the heater just in case kids start whylin
    The rhyme that
    I'm stylin, smooth as a violin "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*} {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    Grew up in
    Wyndanch, formerly known as
    Crime-Danch
    Me and my mans we travel lands to find jams where violence usually ends in sirens
    By all means, we all fiend for finance
    We make cash on the street called straight path
    We take class, build with the
    Gods with great math
    Everyday true to the street, and never fronted
    Along the way, learned from the best that ever done it
    Bein exposed to life's highs and lows
    Got my flows ready for shows,
    I'm ready for the pros
    I put it on a tape and then the city
    I tested Then on the radio the
    R's requested
    Now the whole world's whylin, all the girls smilin
    You know, it's on, soon as they let the crowd in
    The rhyme that
    I'm stylin, smooth as a violin "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" ->
    My Melody
    Word up..
    I wanna give a big up to
    Long Island.. stompin grounds.. f'real {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    Crime-Danch.. one love baby.. word up.. {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    I wanna give a crazy shout out to all the
    DJ's back in the day who used to let me smoke they microphones, yaknahmean?
    Big up to
    DJ Maniac,
    DJ Teddy Tuff, and
    DJ Cool Breeze {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
    Word up {*
    DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}