作词 : D Lynch/A. Weston/W. Hines/C.Charity 作曲 : D Lynch/A. Weston/W. Hines/C.Charity *It's lik dat y'all* Verse 1: Dray, Skoob Yeah yeah, check it out (u-huh, yeah) Word up,yeah yeah.. Verse 1: Dray, Skoob Yeah check it, uhh, yeah, check it Well check it out, yo, it's the maniac lyrical brainiac so back the freak up If n1ggas got some beef then good grief boy they'd better speak up Cos I'm rippin this, my style's ridiculous, look how I word it These n1ggas couldn't tell us they were jealous but I heard it When they came and tried to tease, please they must be jokin They tried to diss the kid, they got they (fxckin) bodies broken For that rap (sh1t) cos black I smack (sh1t) from here to Chile I swallow up your crew then crack a brew and spark a Philly Cos you're bluffin like you're rougher, enough of that crap Just meet me on the stage and let's see who can really rap Cos if you really wanna battle, well that'll be the spot So now I pass the mic so that my n1gga Books can rock Three cheers, ayo where's the mic guy? Groovy! If you step then watch that first one cause that first one is a doozy Then I'm up next to squeeze, I got nuff expertise For the roughnecks and G's, I'm swingin somethin, bust the function Kid, I'll amp up, recamp up, bust a Hit Squad stamp up Do your (fxckin) vest son, just to make a mess, umm 2-1 used to run it wild with the young 'n The restless, and just beneath the plum is where I'm from and Hey sweet lookin, you need to peep what I got cookin Since I'm livin rough I gots ta give it up to Brooklyn Crews can kiss it up to God, it wouldn't work, I'm just a jerk Until it's time for me to split, chill, gotta murk ... *It's lik dat y'all* Verse 2: Dray, Skoob Yeah yeah yeah Well comin back it's like, um, eenie meenie, none of y'all can see me Cos yo I disappear and reappear like I'm a genie It's the lunatic so bust the tourniquet, it's just a warning Cos I could go from AM to PM, like Dawn and I'm wicked, kick it sicker than your brain like it's a tumor I roll with PMD, so (motherfxckers) kill the rumor Y'all can never stop my flow cos yo there ain't nobody looser I turn more kids to stone than that chick they call Medusa When I wreck (sh1t) I'm on some next (sh1t) because I'm quicker, son I run thru rappers like my name was Eric Dickerson Now ain't that a b1tch, I switched up my pitch So you can stay real, kid, but I'mma stay rich Aight, I kicks my style from Brooklyn and some MCs wanna test this So I'm sendin em to the showers by the powers that are invested in The nutcracker, black, I wear these gloves to smack a phony Ass backwards, like Kraft cheese and macaroni Good grief, some tried to rock it, G, they need to knock it it-off They must be eatin Gerber's cos that (sh1t) they dropped was sit-oft For worse or better, kid, I never let another serve me I'll get flyer than that 23 on Mr. Jordan's jersey Crews be talkin rough but they can cough it up just like they spit up The night that they was (fxcked up) lookin for some skins to hit up Now I wait for Solid Scheme to bring the beat back Cos just like the flick with Mick, my style is free, jack, believe that *It's lik dat y'all*
[00:00.000] 作词 : D Lynch/A. Weston/W. Hines/C.Charity [00:01.000] 作曲 : D Lynch/A. Weston/W. Hines/C.Charity [00:02.00]*It's lik dat y'all* [00:03.01]Verse 1: Dray, Skoob [00:04.06]Yeah yeah, check it out (u-huh, yeah) [00:06.68]Word up,yeah yeah.. [00:17.53]Verse 1: Dray, Skoob [00:18.58]Yeah check it, uhh, yeah, check it [00:21.91]Well check it out, yo, it's the maniac [00:23.66]lyrical brainiac so back the freak up [00:25.46]If n1ggas got some beef then good grief boy they'd better speak up [00:28.08]Cos I'm rippin this, my style's ridiculous, look how I word it [00:30.66]These n1ggas couldn't tell us they were jealous but I heard it [00:33.15]When they came and tried to tease, please they must be jokin [00:35.68]They tried to diss the kid, they got they (fxckin) bodies broken [00:38.17]For that rap (sh1t) cos black I smack (sh1t) from here to Chile [00:41.00]I swallow up your crew then crack a brew and spark a Philly [00:43.46]Cos you're bluffin like you're rougher, enough of that crap [00:45.97]Just meet me on the stage and let's see who can really rap [00:48.54]Cos if you really wanna battle, well that'll be the spot [00:51.17]So now I pass the mic so that my n1gga Books can rock [00:53.67]Three cheers, ayo where's the mic guy? Groovy! [00:56.08]If you step then watch that first one cause that first one is a doozy [00:58.69]Then I'm up next to squeeze, I got nuff expertise [01:01.32]For the roughnecks and G's, I'm swingin somethin, bust the function [01:03.84]Kid, I'll amp up, recamp up, bust a Hit Squad stamp up [01:06.80]Do your (fxckin) vest son, just to make a mess, umm [01:09.55]2-1 used to run it wild with the young 'n [01:11.86]The restless, and just beneath the plum is where I'm from and [01:14.33]Hey sweet lookin, you need to peep what I got cookin [01:16.89]Since I'm livin rough I gots ta give it up to Brooklyn [01:19.46]Crews can kiss it up to God, it wouldn't work, I'm just a jerk [01:22.14]Until it's time for me to split, chill, gotta murk ... [01:24.58]*It's lik dat y'all* [01:40.84]Verse 2: Dray, Skoob [01:42.58]Yeah yeah yeah [01:44.41]Well comin back it's like, um, eenie meenie, none of y'all can see me [01:47.86]Cos yo I disappear and reappear like I'm a genie [01:50.38]It's the lunatic so bust the tourniquet, it's just a warning [01:52.84]Cos I could go from AM to PM, like Dawn and [01:55.57]I'm wicked, kick it sicker than your brain like it's a tumor [01:57.93]I roll with PMD, so (motherfxckers) kill the rumor [02:00.51]Y'all can never stop my flow cos yo there ain't nobody looser [02:03.08]I turn more kids to stone than that chick they call Medusa [02:05.64]When I wreck (sh1t) I'm on some next (sh1t) because I'm quicker, son [02:08.25]I run thru rappers like my name was Eric Dickerson [02:10.89]Now ain't that a b1tch, I switched up my pitch [02:13.41]So you can stay real, kid, but I'mma stay rich [02:15.83]Aight, I kicks my style from Brooklyn and some MCs wanna test this [02:18.67]So I'm sendin em to the showers by the powers that are invested in [02:21.32]The nutcracker, black, I wear these gloves to smack a phony [02:23.84]Ass backwards, like Kraft cheese and macaroni [02:26.31]Good grief, some tried to rock it, G, they need to knock it it-off [02:28.92]They must be eatin Gerber's cos that (sh1t) they dropped was sit-oft [02:31.38]For worse or better, kid, I never let another serve me [02:34.00]I'll get flyer than that 23 on Mr. Jordan's jersey [02:36.56]Crews be talkin rough but they can cough it up just like they spit up [02:39.03]The night that they was (fxcked up) lookin for some skins to hit up [02:41.55]Now I wait for Solid Scheme to bring the beat back [02:44.27]Cos just like the flick with Mick, my style is free, jack, believe that [02:47.55]*It's lik dat y'all*
