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  • 作词 : Creatore, Duplessis, Harris ...
    Intro:
    Yo 1, 2, 1, 2
    The clef is back with some adjustments
    Refugee camp
    [turn it up! turn it up! turn it up!]
    Yo, you see them refugees right there, they goin in the car
    Hook:
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Keys they goin in the trunk
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Fiends they don't give a uh
    [marie antoinette]
    And flex couldn't save you even if he dropped a bomb in this
    You still gon be found in a ditch
    My name should be robin banks the way i be robbin banks
    I'm a fiend for the s-500 i want it
    Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop
    Chick like me be chasin after cops
    And they don't stop at my block after the diallo shootin
    Soldiers in waitin, marksmen recruitin
    Salutin, thug confederates, rhyme and reason
    Time and treatin, air force one we leavin
    Panama red, holdin 52 hands for ransom
    My man johnny handsome, itchin to cancel 'em
    I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get down to buisness
    We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is finished
    Blah, blah, i got two hours to kill
    We want like 5 mil in a private jet so peel
    [supreme c]
    Supreme c been after mean figures, ask my lil *****
    Since back in the days, before he was raised
    Aint nobody puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart
    My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
    ***** take you on one by one, gun by gun
    Son by son, done by done
    Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
    I'm gettin assets, collect ass bets, squat by your address
    I come to kick it wit you, walk beans stickin wit you
    Why try to hide from accomplice vibe
    Yo we break bread, break heads, my people shake feds
    Gamble and scramble, f what your man do
    It's all about this husltin game, muscle and fame
    Tussels in rain, take aim, blush you with game
    My language is unexplainable, switch, changeable
    And i stay remaindable, with bigger guns aimed at you
    Hook
    [hope]
    I run up in da cypha heavily armed with endless bars of metaphoric harm
    A python with poisonous charm, extending my arm
    Pushing figures way to the back
    Out of your reach, excessive like fatal attract
    Freeze, a renegade bar stroke, an ace of spades
    I'll kiss you wit a blade when i think i'm gettin played
    Made woman, you never in bed with the same woman
    You say you want it, you don't wanna see the omen
    When my sixth sense start flowin i bless like holy water
    I don't wanna die cuz i'm my daddy's only daughter
    But yo, sometimes i see the writin on the wall
    You know the ghetto testaments, the shootouts, the brawls
    Close frames in the hall, will you stand or will you fall
    Your whole click is on the run now would you tell it all
    About the night shifters, me, i'ma cypher drifter
    My sixteen bars is up so peace to the mixes
    Hook 2x
    [wyclef]
    October 31st i was standing by the sour
    These thugs don't wanna talk they want these pumas i just bought
    Fresh outta school, picked on cuz i'm bilingual
    I barely spoke english but the gun language was universal
    Ran in the grocery store, spoke to gabriel
    He said, you have problems, here's a feezy from israel
    Ran back outside, just before i could say... another homicide
    Threw the biscuit in the bushes runnin like jesse owens
    Police showed up, but i was nowhere in existence
    Back in the crib thinkin bout what i just did
    I'ma police of defense but i'm bound to catch this bid
    My hypothesis was right, they knocked the door, homie
    Like a super in the projects wantin rent money
    Just when i thought i get my life straight in the states
    Is when i found myself climbin down the fire escape
    Bodies found in virginia under the dumpsters, no
    18 shell cases in front of the grocery sto'
    Flee the scene of the crime before y'all kick the door
    No your honor that must be some old rhyme that i wrote
    And lyrics sometime man they misinterpretate it
    For example when i say gun i mean my pen and paper
    And everytime i wave and spit the crowd jump
    Cuz i'm still digital underground like "humpty hump"
    Feel the funk comin through your elephant trunks
    I aint even *kriss kross* my clothes yet
    And yet y'all wanna "jump, jump" in da cypha, "jump, jump"
    You in da cypha
    Hook
    Outro:
    Stay in the house when you hear
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    It means the murder's outside you hear
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Where the real killers at you hear
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Honey who chill with the gats you hear
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Yo don't talk crap man
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Just cuz your girl's wit you man
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Cuz both o y'all gon go man
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    To a place where no man knows man
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Femme fatale, hope
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Supreme c, kinda ****
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Marie antoinette in the back with the techs
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Y'all know the flavor refugee camp...
    Woowoowoowoowoo...
  • 作词 : Creatore, Duplessis, Harris ...
    Intro:
    Yo 1, 2, 1, 2
    The clef is back with some adjustments
    Refugee camp
    [turn it up! turn it up! turn it up!]
    Yo, you see them refugees right there, they goin in the car
    Hook:
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Keys they goin in the trunk
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Fiends they don't give a uh
    [marie antoinette]
    And flex couldn't save you even if he dropped a bomb in this
    You still gon be found in a ditch
    My name should be robin banks the way i be robbin banks
    I'm a fiend for the s-500 i want it
    Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop
    Chick like me be chasin after cops
    And they don't stop at my block after the diallo shootin
    Soldiers in waitin, marksmen recruitin
    Salutin, thug confederates, rhyme and reason
    Time and treatin, air force one we leavin
    Panama red, holdin 52 hands for ransom
    My man johnny handsome, itchin to cancel 'em
    I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get down to buisness
    We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is finished
    Blah, blah, i got two hours to kill
    We want like 5 mil in a private jet so peel
    [supreme c]
    Supreme c been after mean figures, ask my lil *****
    Since back in the days, before he was raised
    Aint nobody puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart
    My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
    ***** take you on one by one, gun by gun
    Son by son, done by done
    Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
    I'm gettin assets, collect ass bets, squat by your address
    I come to kick it wit you, walk beans stickin wit you
    Why try to hide from accomplice vibe
    Yo we break bread, break heads, my people shake feds
    Gamble and scramble, f what your man do
    It's all about this husltin game, muscle and fame
    Tussels in rain, take aim, blush you with game
    My language is unexplainable, switch, changeable
    And i stay remaindable, with bigger guns aimed at you
    Hook
    [hope]
    I run up in da cypha heavily armed with endless bars of metaphoric harm
    A python with poisonous charm, extending my arm
    Pushing figures way to the back
    Out of your reach, excessive like fatal attract
    Freeze, a renegade bar stroke, an ace of spades
    I'll kiss you wit a blade when i think i'm gettin played
    Made woman, you never in bed with the same woman
    You say you want it, you don't wanna see the omen
    When my sixth sense start flowin i bless like holy water
    I don't wanna die cuz i'm my daddy's only daughter
    But yo, sometimes i see the writin on the wall
    You know the ghetto testaments, the shootouts, the brawls
    Close frames in the hall, will you stand or will you fall
    Your whole click is on the run now would you tell it all
    About the night shifters, me, i'ma cypher drifter
    My sixteen bars is up so peace to the mixes
    Hook 2x
    [wyclef]
    October 31st i was standing by the sour
    These thugs don't wanna talk they want these pumas i just bought
    Fresh outta school, picked on cuz i'm bilingual
    I barely spoke english but the gun language was universal
    Ran in the grocery store, spoke to gabriel
    He said, you have problems, here's a feezy from israel
    Ran back outside, just before i could say... another homicide
    Threw the biscuit in the bushes runnin like jesse owens
    Police showed up, but i was nowhere in existence
    Back in the crib thinkin bout what i just did
    I'ma police of defense but i'm bound to catch this bid
    My hypothesis was right, they knocked the door, homie
    Like a super in the projects wantin rent money
    Just when i thought i get my life straight in the states
    Is when i found myself climbin down the fire escape
    Bodies found in virginia under the dumpsters, no
    18 shell cases in front of the grocery sto'
    Flee the scene of the crime before y'all kick the door
    No your honor that must be some old rhyme that i wrote
    And lyrics sometime man they misinterpretate it
    For example when i say gun i mean my pen and paper
    And everytime i wave and spit the crowd jump
    Cuz i'm still digital underground like "humpty hump"
    Feel the funk comin through your elephant trunks
    I aint even *kriss kross* my clothes yet
    And yet y'all wanna "jump, jump" in da cypha, "jump, jump"
    You in da cypha
    Hook
    Outro:
    Stay in the house when you hear
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    It means the murder's outside you hear
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Where the real killers at you hear
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Honey who chill with the gats you hear
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Yo don't talk crap man
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Just cuz your girl's wit you man
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Cuz both o y'all gon go man
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    To a place where no man knows man
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Femme fatale, hope
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Supreme c, kinda ****
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Marie antoinette in the back with the techs
    Woowoowoowoowoo
    Y'all know the flavor refugee camp...
    Woowoowoowoowoo...