作词 : Thomas Bell/G. Williams/Kenneth Gamble/Roland Chambers/DJ Clark Kent 作曲 : Thomas Bell/G. Williams/Kenneth Gamble/Roland Chambers/DJ Clark Kent I never freestyle for free, without chargin' n*ggas a fee It'll cost you a brain cell just to cypher with me I'm the type of MC that rocks for the glory I don't give a f*ck if you ignore me or camcord me Freestyle or written, spittin' with infinite ammunition For anybody tryin' to go the distance I promise ya no less than a hundred-thousand kilometers My bomb threats'll have you evacuatin' your continent I'm barbaric with the alphanumeric Hittin' you with lyrics that separate your body from your spirit This is for wack n*ggas doin' shows and sh*t Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it (Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holdin it) I roll with the wildest n*ggas West Indian Island n*ggas, unemployed jobless n*ggas The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced n*ggas We savages, snatchin' microphones from amateurs Cause like women who get abortions, I ain't havin' it I rip you, my metaphor content, will split you Into little powder-like crystals so I can sniff you What I say should be displayed at the Smithsonian Your rhymes are phonier than cubic zirconias Have you any idea what I do to crews like you How many n*ggas in my career, I ran through? Comin' after ya, blastin' ya With the shotgun like a front seat passenger You must be askin' for some sort of a massacre I'll attack ya cardiovascular Shatter you like glass in automobile crashes When I smash that ass into blackberry molasses Rip your speaker to ashes, and kick a hole in it Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it You see I roll with the wildest n*ggas West Indian Island n*ggas, unemployed jobless n*ggas The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced n*ggas See I roll with the wildest n*ggas West Indian Island n*ggas, unemployed jobless n*ggas The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced n*ggas I'm the illest lyricist in America MC's can't see me 'cause I'm too quick for the human retina to register I roll up on ya crew quicker than long sleeves At a Speed that would confuse Keanu Reeves So ask yourself, who am I? I'm the illest MC that you ever seen in your f*ckin' life I hop into the backseat of a cab and rhyme Till the meter says nine, nine, nine, nine Line for line I battle any kind of MC at any time Whether they signed or unsigned With many lines, more lines than a million pair of Adidas More lines than the Bible quoted from Jesus More lines than a African herd of zebras N*ggas just ain't f*ckin' with the Canibus sativa This is for all you n*ggas doin' shows and sh*t 'Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin' it (Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holdin it) See I roll with the wildest n*ggas West Indian Island, unemployed jobless n*ggas The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced n*ggas See I roll with the wildest n*ggas West Indian Island, unemployed jobless n*ggas The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas Some hostile violent chemically imbalanced n*gga!
[00:00.000] 作词 : Thomas Bell/G. Williams/Kenneth Gamble/Roland Chambers/DJ Clark Kent [00:01.000] 作曲 : Thomas Bell/G. Williams/Kenneth Gamble/Roland Chambers/DJ Clark Kent [00:35.044]I never freestyle for free, without chargin' n*ggas a fee [00:38.204]It'll cost you a brain cell just to cypher with me [00:41.130]I'm the type of MC that rocks for the glory [00:44.004]I don't give a f*ck if you ignore me or camcord me [00:47.217]Freestyle or written, spittin' with infinite ammunition [00:50.560]For anybody tryin' to go the distance [00:52.807]I promise ya no less than a hundred-thousand kilometers [00:55.759]My bomb threats'll have you evacuatin' your continent [00:58.632]I'm barbaric with the alphanumeric [01:01.192]Hittin' you with lyrics that separate your body from your spirit [01:04.222]This is for wack n*ggas doin' shows and sh*t [01:06.704]Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it [01:09.499](Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holdin it) [01:12.869]I roll with the wildest n*ggas [01:14.698]West Indian Island n*ggas, unemployed jobless n*ggas [01:18.146]The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas [01:20.549]Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced n*ggas [01:23.736]We savages, snatchin' microphones from amateurs [01:26.818]Cause like women who get abortions, I ain't havin' it [01:29.666]I rip you, my metaphor content, will split you [01:32.696]Into little powder-like crystals so I can sniff you [01:35.439]What I say should be displayed at the Smithsonian [01:38.260]Your rhymes are phonier than cubic zirconias [01:40.898]Have you any idea what I do to crews like you [01:43.981]How many n*ggas in my career, I ran through? [01:46.724]Comin' after ya, blastin' ya [01:48.944]With the shotgun like a front seat passenger [01:52.183]You must be askin' for some sort of a massacre [01:55.370]I'll attack ya cardiovascular [01:57.930]Shatter you like glass in automobile crashes [02:00.778]When I smash that ass into blackberry molasses [02:03.651]Rip your speaker to ashes, and kick a hole in it [02:06.498]Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it [02:09.189]You see I roll with the wildest n*ggas [02:11.436]West Indian Island n*ggas, unemployed jobless n*ggas [02:14.988]The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas [02:17.444]Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced n*ggas [02:20.604]See I roll with the wildest n*ggas [02:22.799]West Indian Island n*ggas, unemployed jobless n*ggas [02:26.351]The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas [02:28.807]Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced n*ggas [02:31.811]I'm the illest lyricist in America [02:33.927]MC's can't see me 'cause I'm too quick for the human retina to register [02:38.237]I roll up on ya crew quicker than long sleeves [02:40.980]At a Speed that would confuse Keanu Reeves [02:43.671]So ask yourself, who am I? [02:45.369]I'm the illest MC that you ever seen in your f*ckin' life [02:49.313]I hop into the backseat of a cab and rhyme [02:52.030]Till the meter says nine, nine, nine, nine [02:55.060]Line for line I battle any kind of MC at any time [02:58.769]Whether they signed or unsigned [03:00.729]With many lines, more lines than a million pair of Adidas [03:04.203]More lines than the Bible quoted from Jesus [03:06.580]More lines than a African herd of zebras [03:09.401]N*ggas just ain't f*ckin' with the Canibus sativa [03:12.301]This is for all you n*ggas doin' shows and sh*t [03:14.782]'Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin' it [03:17.630](Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holdin it) [03:20.738]See I roll with the wildest n*ggas [03:22.567]West Indian Island, unemployed jobless n*ggas [03:26.093]The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas [03:28.549]Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced n*ggas [03:31.710]See I roll with the wildest n*ggas [03:33.904]West Indian Island, unemployed jobless n*ggas [03:37.483]The foulest n*ggas, who never smile at n*ggas [03:39.964]Some hostile violent chemically imbalanced n*gga!
