作词 : D., G Wiz, Studdah Man Whole lotta love goin' on In da middle of what? Say what?What's goin' on? I leave 'em home alone Dey turned into danger zones Studio shootouts, leavin' no doubt In da eyes of the wise And not for other guys Fantasize an' gettin' nat rep Makin' you move While they disturb the groove Now the party's over, oops Outta time Yo, my brother, can you spare a crime? Some wanna take me out I even call 'em my own(Can't we all just get along?) Rap iz a contact sport Can I get support? When I hum to da maximum What I talk is straight From da sidewalk strong The velt New York112 beatz a minute An' I'm flowin' in it Have no mercy To da ones that curse me And when I'm in da paint The feudin' might be over But the fussin' ain't Some hate the way I say 'em' Cause I clock 'em like Zo to da A MBeginnin' of an end of an error Incredible shrinkin' race Fiend without a face Still got love for 'em But some ain't got no love For the rest of us So my boys get iller than IllinoisReturn to da noise I'd rather fall off Than fall victim of crime And a low percentage rhyme If I go down they ain't goin' wit me So ya'll come get me, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on
作词 : D., G Wiz, Studdah Man Whole lotta love goin' on In da middle of what? Say what?What's goin' on? I leave 'em home alone Dey turned into danger zones Studio shootouts, leavin' no doubt In da eyes of the wise And not for other guys Fantasize an' gettin' nat rep Makin' you move While they disturb the groove Now the party's over, oops Outta time Yo, my brother, can you spare a crime? Some wanna take me out I even call 'em my own(Can't we all just get along?) Rap iz a contact sport Can I get support? When I hum to da maximum What I talk is straight From da sidewalk strong The velt New York112 beatz a minute An' I'm flowin' in it Have no mercy To da ones that curse me And when I'm in da paint The feudin' might be over But the fussin' ain't Some hate the way I say 'em' Cause I clock 'em like Zo to da A MBeginnin' of an end of an error Incredible shrinkin' race Fiend without a face Still got love for 'em But some ain't got no love For the rest of us So my boys get iller than IllinoisReturn to da noise I'd rather fall off Than fall victim of crime And a low percentage rhyme If I go down they ain't goin' wit me So ya'll come get me, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on
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