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  • 作词 : Pudim
    Pudim Are you ready?
    Uptown, on the corner, uptown
    Uptown on the corner, uptown
    I turn around and hear the sound of voices talkin bout who's goin to die next
    Cause the white man's got a
    God complex
    Tellin *****s screamin for help (help me, help me, help me, help me)
    ***** go make your own help
    *****t you need it
    I turn around and hear the sound of jukeboxes playin in bars
    Pimps parked outside in big pretty
    Flavor Flav cars
    Cleaner than a broke ***** dog
    Sittin in a big fine frog
    Dressed very fine and fly in their
    Calvin Kani
    No matter how you flex
    Yo Jim They'll die next
    Cause the white man's got a
    God complex
    Uptown on the corner, uptown (X 4)
    Hey brother what you sport my man
    I got just the thing for you
    Only cause you're 10 and 2
    What ya gonna do baby
    I got black ones
    Brown ones
    Red ones Yellow ones
    I even got a white one
    If you want to buy some
    Yeah That's right 2 5 8 play it straight
    Got it all worked out
    I know what
    I'm talkin bout
    Yo I been readin my dream books
    So I ain't no way the kid is gonna get took
    ***** what you mean
    I didn't hit
    ***** You full of *****t
    ***** Lick the ice (uh)
    Now 7 Come on be nice and hit 11
    Well what do you know
    It's lil Joe
    Ey my man
    Got twenty dollars eh lil
    Joe don't blow
    Ah baby needs a new pair of shoes
    Ah pappas got the funky blues
    Ah mamma plays the crosswords in the news
    Sorry ***** you lose
    The line forms to the rear lady muther ***** your welfare check
    Cause the white man's got a
    God complex
    Uptown on the corner (X 4)
    Mr. Stein elevating a friend
    But is proud to be mine
    But you just want to cheat me cause
    I ain't your kind
    Damn I'm so poor
    I don't know what the hell
    I'ma do anymore
    Not from this day to the next
    Cause the white man's got a
    God complex (vamp out)
  • 作词 : Pudim
    Pudim Are you ready?
    Uptown, on the corner, uptown
    Uptown on the corner, uptown
    I turn around and hear the sound of voices talkin bout who's goin to die next
    Cause the white man's got a
    God complex
    Tellin *****s screamin for help (help me, help me, help me, help me)
    ***** go make your own help
    *****t you need it
    I turn around and hear the sound of jukeboxes playin in bars
    Pimps parked outside in big pretty
    Flavor Flav cars
    Cleaner than a broke ***** dog
    Sittin in a big fine frog
    Dressed very fine and fly in their
    Calvin Kani
    No matter how you flex
    Yo Jim They'll die next
    Cause the white man's got a
    God complex
    Uptown on the corner, uptown (X 4)
    Hey brother what you sport my man
    I got just the thing for you
    Only cause you're 10 and 2
    What ya gonna do baby
    I got black ones
    Brown ones
    Red ones Yellow ones
    I even got a white one
    If you want to buy some
    Yeah That's right 2 5 8 play it straight
    Got it all worked out
    I know what
    I'm talkin bout
    Yo I been readin my dream books
    So I ain't no way the kid is gonna get took
    ***** what you mean
    I didn't hit
    ***** You full of *****t
    ***** Lick the ice (uh)
    Now 7 Come on be nice and hit 11
    Well what do you know
    It's lil Joe
    Ey my man
    Got twenty dollars eh lil
    Joe don't blow
    Ah baby needs a new pair of shoes
    Ah pappas got the funky blues
    Ah mamma plays the crosswords in the news
    Sorry ***** you lose
    The line forms to the rear lady muther ***** your welfare check
    Cause the white man's got a
    God complex
    Uptown on the corner (X 4)
    Mr. Stein elevating a friend
    But is proud to be mine
    But you just want to cheat me cause
    I ain't your kind
    Damn I'm so poor
    I don't know what the hell
    I'ma do anymore
    Not from this day to the next
    Cause the white man's got a
    God complex (vamp out)