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Champion Remix

Champion Ep专辑

  • 作曲 : Brother Ali
    Im a trend setter with a wicked vendetta
    Been feather, venomous, skeleton shredder, theres never been better
    Plus my fourth to the tenth letter rip
    Heads quick, youre little chick, that deliver get a little glimpse at a
    Ugly charmer, Gentlemen Caller
    Sendin them all to hell in a milk crate
    Forest Whitiker dictate
    You need to get the **** out your intake
    You toilets in a gay bar, never gettin your **** straight
    They'll never find diamonds, as bright as my eyes
    When I find where my competators hide
    And then I slice em, Brother Ali, mean muggin emcee
    Is goin toe to toe with em, Stand nose to nose with em
    My flow for sho(sure) hit em
    I thought especially, one word that I speak at a show, could blow the whole system
    Thats word from the big bad, fat ass, ************, Brother Ali
    Ugh
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    I'm chokin players like I'm Bob Knight, choke the coaches like I'm Spreewell
    They bowin to the 'Sayers till they knees swell
    Shake the game up worse than Single White Females
    Walkin to they car alone flashin three bills
    These little kids are talkin 'bout how little I know
    Boy, I grab a mic and rock you like your Triple 5 Soul
    With a civilized flow, but if you say my name I'm like Beetlejuice
    Dice you up and slap you till your teeth are loose
    I've seen the noose and will not get lynched by the industry
    Nor will I have a A&R pimpin me stickin his thing in me
    I'd sing for free for some years if it's clear to me
    That if I'm there for my team they're there for me
    For real, I be diligently killin the soliloquies
    Of these milipeads that try to pass themselves off as ill MC's
    I weave a web of words so intricately
    That the English dictionary lacks an adjective to fit me
    If he want my album tell him not to **** with ATAK
    He was hatin and Slug told em "(Slug)***** to send our tapes back"
    And if I lose my voice then instead of sayin raps
    I start paintin facts on the wall with hot crayola crayon wax
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    No No No
    I wasn't lyin 'bout them *********** hairy hands
    Well how you think I tear a man till he can barely stand?
    I share the land with hustlers hollerin my chorus back
    I'll do anything for the cats that show support like that
    When I battle they hold my back, y'all most be smokin crack
    Guys are screamin, "I ain't supposed to rap," come on, you know you're wack
    These Minnesota cats touch down in places where it's dormant at
    Bring they *********** trophies back
    I'm like big up my man Optimus Prime
    I'm like what the **** do rappers got in they mind?
    I might jump on the stage and start hollerin rhymes
    Maybe bend your back around and make you swallow your spine
    It's clear you ain't seen no one this tight in years
    When I sing I can bring Brian McKnight to tears
    I have to consume, **** I capture a room
    And before my son was born I made him dance in the womb
    MC's put up your titles, I be grabbin em soon
    Them rappers are doomed, worse than breathing hazardous fumes
    Like 'Bam!'
    (There it is...)
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
  • 作曲 : Brother Ali
    Im a trend setter with a wicked vendetta
    Been feather, venomous, skeleton shredder, theres never been better
    Plus my fourth to the tenth letter rip
    Heads quick, youre little chick, that deliver get a little glimpse at a
    Ugly charmer, Gentlemen Caller
    Sendin them all to hell in a milk crate
    Forest Whitiker dictate
    You need to get the **** out your intake
    You toilets in a gay bar, never gettin your **** straight
    They'll never find diamonds, as bright as my eyes
    When I find where my competators hide
    And then I slice em, Brother Ali, mean muggin emcee
    Is goin toe to toe with em, Stand nose to nose with em
    My flow for sho(sure) hit em
    I thought especially, one word that I speak at a show, could blow the whole system
    Thats word from the big bad, fat ass, ************, Brother Ali
    Ugh
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    I'm chokin players like I'm Bob Knight, choke the coaches like I'm Spreewell
    They bowin to the 'Sayers till they knees swell
    Shake the game up worse than Single White Females
    Walkin to they car alone flashin three bills
    These little kids are talkin 'bout how little I know
    Boy, I grab a mic and rock you like your Triple 5 Soul
    With a civilized flow, but if you say my name I'm like Beetlejuice
    Dice you up and slap you till your teeth are loose
    I've seen the noose and will not get lynched by the industry
    Nor will I have a A&R pimpin me stickin his thing in me
    I'd sing for free for some years if it's clear to me
    That if I'm there for my team they're there for me
    For real, I be diligently killin the soliloquies
    Of these milipeads that try to pass themselves off as ill MC's
    I weave a web of words so intricately
    That the English dictionary lacks an adjective to fit me
    If he want my album tell him not to **** with ATAK
    He was hatin and Slug told em "(Slug)***** to send our tapes back"
    And if I lose my voice then instead of sayin raps
    I start paintin facts on the wall with hot crayola crayon wax
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    No No No
    I wasn't lyin 'bout them *********** hairy hands
    Well how you think I tear a man till he can barely stand?
    I share the land with hustlers hollerin my chorus back
    I'll do anything for the cats that show support like that
    When I battle they hold my back, y'all most be smokin crack
    Guys are screamin, "I ain't supposed to rap," come on, you know you're wack
    These Minnesota cats touch down in places where it's dormant at
    Bring they *********** trophies back
    I'm like big up my man Optimus Prime
    I'm like what the **** do rappers got in they mind?
    I might jump on the stage and start hollerin rhymes
    Maybe bend your back around and make you swallow your spine
    It's clear you ain't seen no one this tight in years
    When I sing I can bring Brian McKnight to tears
    I have to consume, **** I capture a room
    And before my son was born I made him dance in the womb
    MC's put up your titles, I be grabbin em soon
    Them rappers are doomed, worse than breathing hazardous fumes
    Like 'Bam!'
    (There it is...)
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some
    You're now rockin with the champion
    You know you're in a war that can't be won
    You need to stop and understand me, son
    Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand you some