作词 : Wheeler, Williams (Intro) DJ's, cuttin up beats and stuff like that and That was my first exposure to the whole, artistry in hip-hop There is nothing in this music, that I don't wanna hear There is words, that are kind of syncopated and rhythmic And there's this hot drum track, it's great! (Chorus: repeat 2X) "This is, this is great! This is, this is great!" And I could hear, this enormous "This is, this is great! This is, this is great!" This is music, I've been waiting all my life to hear (Canibus) Ayo I don't give a **** if you getting some cash, or getting some ass If I was there, I'd pick up the tab Toss you a rag, tell you to wipe your stinking ass Get back to the lab, make sure Hip-Hop lasts Do death before dishonor, I do this 'cause I wanna Your body armor don't protect you from your karma Ready for the encounter, like a titty-bar bouncer Or Muhammed in the Mini-Mart counter with four-pounders Quick-draw, McGraw spitter Let me see you hands jitter, I'll hit you where the good Lord split you You faggot ass ******' is see-through I treat you like we in the same cell, but I'm Bugsy Segal // Smack your teeth loose, for street juice Go to court in cheap-suits, giving testimony over beat-loops Take them to my hood, show the evil I'm from They can't blame me for the evil I've done, now they see why I run Why I keep a tight leash on the gun Why my speech is so revered by the young, 'cause my spirit is young A ***** spitting like that, got serious lungs Yo, I'm serious son, he a furious one (Chorus) (Canibus) Yo The name Benny Riley, the trip took twenty-eight days From New-York to Cali, driving through alleys My mom mad at me, my dad laughs at me My life's a tragedy, I need this record deal Precious, she got the freshest breasts' And an ass from heaven; thirty-six, twenty-four, thirty-seven She the second broad I ever humped under a bridge But she the first broad I ever ****ed within the record 'biz Desi told her I was crazy, and she called the Feds The ***** didn't know any better; I let her live She don't know Desi is a greasy ****ing pig And he set me up for something he knows I never did When I see him, I'ma put the Smith and Wesson to his head To change his outlook on life, maybe I'll show him what it's like to be dead Like the way I look at lyrics I kill it 'till they dead; it's that vivid Got skills to kill the rap business Got bills to put a contract on the witness if he rat-snitching ******' in the back, digging holes for your next acting role Get buried with your cash and gold Your assets sold, your family Marlon Brando broke Shattered hopes, rapper's joke, took it like a man though Benny Riley is the closest thing to Canibus yo ******' just don't be understanding his flow, until the hammer let go Grab the mic and cold damage the show Get split with bananas flows, at the Canibus Bowl // (Chorus) (Outro) This is music, I've been waiting all my life to hear And I didn't know it
作词 : Wheeler, Williams (Intro) DJ's, cuttin up beats and stuff like that and That was my first exposure to the whole, artistry in hip-hop There is nothing in this music, that I don't wanna hear There is words, that are kind of syncopated and rhythmic And there's this hot drum track, it's great! (Chorus: repeat 2X) "This is, this is great! This is, this is great!" And I could hear, this enormous "This is, this is great! This is, this is great!" This is music, I've been waiting all my life to hear (Canibus) Ayo I don't give a **** if you getting some cash, or getting some ass If I was there, I'd pick up the tab Toss you a rag, tell you to wipe your stinking ass Get back to the lab, make sure Hip-Hop lasts Do death before dishonor, I do this 'cause I wanna Your body armor don't protect you from your karma Ready for the encounter, like a titty-bar bouncer Or Muhammed in the Mini-Mart counter with four-pounders Quick-draw, McGraw spitter Let me see you hands jitter, I'll hit you where the good Lord split you You faggot ass ******' is see-through I treat you like we in the same cell, but I'm Bugsy Segal // Smack your teeth loose, for street juice Go to court in cheap-suits, giving testimony over beat-loops Take them to my hood, show the evil I'm from They can't blame me for the evil I've done, now they see why I run Why I keep a tight leash on the gun Why my speech is so revered by the young, 'cause my spirit is young A ***** spitting like that, got serious lungs Yo, I'm serious son, he a furious one (Chorus) (Canibus) Yo The name Benny Riley, the trip took twenty-eight days From New-York to Cali, driving through alleys My mom mad at me, my dad laughs at me My life's a tragedy, I need this record deal Precious, she got the freshest breasts' And an ass from heaven; thirty-six, twenty-four, thirty-seven She the second broad I ever humped under a bridge But she the first broad I ever ****ed within the record 'biz Desi told her I was crazy, and she called the Feds The ***** didn't know any better; I let her live She don't know Desi is a greasy ****ing pig And he set me up for something he knows I never did When I see him, I'ma put the Smith and Wesson to his head To change his outlook on life, maybe I'll show him what it's like to be dead Like the way I look at lyrics I kill it 'till they dead; it's that vivid Got skills to kill the rap business Got bills to put a contract on the witness if he rat-snitching ******' in the back, digging holes for your next acting role Get buried with your cash and gold Your assets sold, your family Marlon Brando broke Shattered hopes, rapper's joke, took it like a man though Benny Riley is the closest thing to Canibus yo ******' just don't be understanding his flow, until the hammer let go Grab the mic and cold damage the show Get split with bananas flows, at the Canibus Bowl // (Chorus) (Outro) This is music, I've been waiting all my life to hear And I didn't know it
