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  • 作词 : Best, Caldwell, Kettner ...
    Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid I started out with nothin

    Wasn't livin like Thanksgiving, I was turkey without the stuffin

    Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the poorhouse

    Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin to feed 4 mouths

    Wasn't rockin Girbauds, I barely had clothes, and when it snowed

    and temperatures droppin below zero, you know I froze

    No CD's, a black and white TV, a seat is a rubber tire

    with a hanger for the antenna, turned channels with some pliers

    Had nothin in my cabinet, but cans of Raid

    I'm knockin on my neighbor's door

    to borrow a cup of sugar for my Kool-Aid

    I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm trippin

    cause my winter coat got lost buttons

    and zippers that wouldn't stay zipped

    I never remembered ?, the brother was straight fat cat

    Not even a Big Mac black, I had Kid Castle topped with crackerjacks

    Walkin the streets, with the weak sneaks on my feet

    And the freaks wouldn't speak, I never had lipstick on my cheek

    So much for gettin humped from the stunts, I always struck out

    The one y'all likes is takin hikes if you can't pull a buck out

    So now I gots to dedicate my next plate to all the homeboys and girls

    Straight up baby, I'm blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world!

    I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines

    I gotsta get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world!

    I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines

    I gotsta get mines, yeah...

    It seems like only yesterday, my moms was on my back

    "Get your butt up out the sack and find a job or hit the road Jack"

    Black, I don't disown her, I'm just a kid from Corona

    with a G.E.D. diploma, with more ribs showin than Tony Rhoma's

    In order to get straight, I gotsta to make a muscle

    Learned to hustle and bustle and I gave the streets a tussle

    Standin down on the corner slangin fat rocks to bottles

    with the black tops, for cops got my shorty watchin my back Hobbes

    Makin mad lucci, bought up Louis Vuitton gucci

    Hoochies callin me boochi, while they smooch me, givin up the coochie

    Now I'm a felon, started sellin and splittin melons

    I started gellin, to tellin police just cause I was swellin

    Hangin out on the corner playin cee-lo, rollin for half a kilo

    Yo you'll never see G-low a-goin below

    Yeah, straight gettin fortunate, as long as fees was torchin it

    It started gettin hot around the block, the cops was scorchin it

    But luckily I made out before the coppers could frisk me and diss me

    cause business is drugs is gettin too risky

    So now I just lamp, collect stamps, snatch up tramps diamonds and pearls

    Straight up baby, I'm blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world!

    I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines

    I gotsta get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world!

    I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines

    I gotsta get mines, yeah...

    I got put on by DJ Polo, cut the record, "It's a Demo"

    and started chillin in limos with champagne and tinted windows

    Hoppin, no time for pages, sportin gold chains and rings

    Clockin money and fame, nothin changed, I'm still the same

    Just spendin 20's and 10's at women pullin on my linen

    and grinnin cause I was winnin in this game from the beginning

    The lyrical skills was kinda ill, gave you a slight chill

    So I just let the hype build, known for rappers run and go write wills

    I turned from a hobo to a solo bozin for dolos

    Stole my dough, you still below, now I perfer cigars and blow Mo'

    So catch a flashback, of a G. Rap track, attacked, like a headcrack

    that's smack, through your cap, with the lead black

    And here's a new cut, for pooh-butt, rappers hangin from off my

    two nuts like they was put there by members of the Ku Klux

    So peep Kool G. Rap, don't sleep, money unless it's witcha girl

    Straight up kid, I'm blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world!

    I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines

    I gotsta get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world

    Blowin up, blowin up in the world!

    I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines

    I gotsta get mines, yeah...
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Best, Caldwell, Kettner ...
    [00:21.91]Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid I started out with nothin
    [00:24.78]
    [00:24.99]Wasn't livin like Thanksgiving, I was turkey without the stuffin
    [00:27.25]
    [00:27.40]Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the poorhouse
    [00:30.06]
    [00:30.26]Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin to feed 4 mouths
    [00:32.61]
    [00:32.81]Wasn't rockin Girbauds, I barely had clothes, and when it snowed
    [00:35.73]
    [00:35.88]and temperatures droppin below zero, you know I froze
    [00:37.99]
    [00:38.20]No CD's, a black and white TV, a seat is a rubber tire
    [00:40.90]
    [00:41.10]with a hanger for the antenna, turned channels with some pliers
    [00:43.41]
    [00:43.56]Had nothin in my cabinet, but cans of Raid
    [00:45.88]
    [00:46.03]I'm knockin on my neighbor's door
    [00:47.28]
    [00:47.43]to borrow a cup of sugar for my Kool-Aid
    [00:49.00]
    [00:49.15]I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm trippin
    [00:51.70]
    [00:51.90]cause my winter coat got lost buttons
    [00:53.26]
    [00:53.46]and zippers that wouldn't stay zipped
    [00:54.57]
    [00:54.73]I never remembered ?, the brother was straight fat cat
    [00:56.59]
    [00:56.79]Not even a Big Mac black, I had Kid Castle topped with crackerjacks
    [00:59.90]
    [01:00.10]Walkin the streets, with the weak sneaks on my feet
    [01:02.30]
    [01:02.45]And the freaks wouldn't speak, I never had lipstick on my cheek
    [01:05.01]
    [01:05.21]So much for gettin humped from the stunts, I always struck out
    [01:08.13]
    [01:08.32]The one y'all likes is takin hikes if you can't pull a buck out
    [01:10.83]
    [01:10.98]So now I gots to dedicate my next plate to all the homeboys and girls
    [01:13.95]
    [01:14.15]Straight up baby, I'm blowin up in the world
    [01:16.51]
    [01:16.71]Blowin up, blowin up in the world
    [01:18.83]
    [01:19.02]Blowin up, blowin up in the world!
    [01:20.89]
    [01:21.03]I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines
    [01:24.24]
    [01:24.44]I gotsta get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm blowin up in the world
    [01:27.00]
    [01:27.26]Blowin up, blowin up in the world
    [01:29.46]
    [01:29.66]Blowin up, blowin up in the world!
    [01:31.67]
    [01:31.82]I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines
    [01:35.03]
    [01:35.24]I gotsta get mines, yeah...
    [01:38.24]
    [01:38.44]It seems like only yesterday, my moms was on my back
    [01:40.44]
    [01:40.60]"Get your butt up out the sack and find a job or hit the road Jack"
    [01:43.50]
    [01:43.66]Black, I don't disown her, I'm just a kid from Corona
    [01:45.77]
    [01:45.97]with a G.E.D. diploma, with more ribs showin than Tony Rhoma's
    [01:49.18]
    [01:49.33]In order to get straight, I gotsta to make a muscle
    [01:51.64]
    [01:51.84]Learned to hustle and bustle and I gave the streets a tussle
    [01:53.86]
    [01:54.06]Standin down on the corner slangin fat rocks to bottles
    [01:56.52]
    [01:56.72]with the black tops, for cops got my shorty watchin my back Hobbes
    [01:59.32]
    [01:59.58]Makin mad lucci, bought up Louis Vuitton gucci
    [02:02.20]
    [02:02.40]Hoochies callin me boochi, while they smooch me, givin up the coochie
    [02:05.90]
    [02:06.11]Now I'm a felon, started sellin and splittin melons
    [02:08.07]
    [02:08.22]I started gellin, to tellin police just cause I was swellin
    [02:10.33]
    [02:10.50]Hangin out on the corner playin cee-lo, rollin for half a kilo
    [02:13.45]
    [02:13.66]Yo you'll never see G-low a-goin below
    [02:15.71]
    [02:15.91]Yeah, straight gettin fortunate, as long as fees was torchin it
    [02:19.07]
    [02:19.27]It started gettin hot around the block, the cops was scorchin it
    [02:21.43]
    [02:21.58]But luckily I made out before the coppers could frisk me and diss me
    [02:24.47]
    [02:24.67]cause business is drugs is gettin too risky
    [02:26.77]
    [02:26.90]So now I just lamp, collect stamps, snatch up tramps diamonds and pearls
    [02:29.93]
    [02:30.13]Straight up baby, I'm blowin up in the world
    [02:32.44]
    [02:32.64]Blowin up, blowin up in the world
    [02:34.60]
    [02:34.81]Blowin up, blowin up in the world!
    [02:36.71]
    [02:36.86]I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines
    [02:40.17]
    [02:40.32]I gotsta get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm blowin up in the world
    [02:43.43]
    [02:43.59]Blowin up, blowin up in the world
    [02:45.55]
    [02:45.74]Blowin up, blowin up in the world!
    [02:47.55]
    [02:47.75]I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines
    [02:51.06]
    [02:51.22]I gotsta get mines, yeah...
    [02:53.83]
    [02:54.03]I got put on by DJ Polo, cut the record, "It's a Demo"
    [02:56.55]
    [02:56.74]and started chillin in limos with champagne and tinted windows
    [02:59.15]
    [02:59.30]Hoppin, no time for pages, sportin gold chains and rings
    [03:01.81]
    [03:02.02]Clockin money and fame, nothin changed, I'm still the same
    [03:04.63]
    [03:04.78]Just spendin 20's and 10's at women pullin on my linen
    [03:07.39]
    [03:07.59]and grinnin cause I was winnin in this game from the beginning
    [03:10.37]
    [03:10.52]The lyrical skills was kinda ill, gave you a slight chill
    [03:12.77]
    [03:12.98]So I just let the hype build, known for rappers run and go write wills
    [03:15.39]
    [03:15.54]I turned from a hobo to a solo bozin for dolos
    [03:18.40]
    [03:18.61]Stole my dough, you still below, now I perfer cigars and blow Mo'
    [03:21.32]
    [03:21.47]So catch a flashback, of a G. Rap track, attacked, like a headcrack
    [03:24.31]
    [03:24.51]that's smack, through your cap, with the lead black
    [03:26.76]
    [03:26.98]And here's a new cut, for pooh-butt, rappers hangin from off my
    [03:29.38]
    [03:29.59]two nuts like they was put there by members of the Ku Klux
    [03:32.06]
    [03:32.20]So peep Kool G. Rap, don't sleep, money unless it's witcha girl
    [03:35.36]
    [03:35.56]Straight up kid, I'm blowin up in the world
    [03:37.88]
    [03:38.03]Blowin up, blowin up in the world
    [03:39.88]
    [03:40.08]Blowin up, blowin up in the world!
    [03:41.80]
    [03:42.00]I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines
    [03:45.16]
    [03:45.37]I gotsta get mines, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm blowin up in the world
    [03:48.92]
    [03:49.13]Blowin up, blowin up in the world
    [03:51.03]
    [03:51.19]Blowin up, blowin up in the world!
    [03:52.93]
    [03:53.09]I'm blowin up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines
    [03:56.16]
    [03:56.30]I gotsta get mines, yeah...