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  • 作词 : Davis, Higgins, Jackson ...

    Here we go yo, here we go yo
    So what so what so what's the scenario

    Here we go yo, here we go yo
    So what so what so what's the scenario

    Aiyyo Bo knows this (what?) and Bo knows that (what?)
    But Bo don't know jack, cause Bo can't rap
    Well whaddya know, the Di-Dawg, is first up to bat
    No batteries included, and no strings attached
    No holds barred, no time for move fakin
    Gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon
    Brothers front, they say the Tribe can't flow
    But we've been known to do the impossible like Broadway Joe so
    Sleep if you want, like we'll help you get your Z's troop
    But here's the real scoop

    I'm all that and then some, short dark and handsome
    Bust a nut inside your eye, to show you where I come from
    I'm vexed, fumin, I've had it up to here
    My days of payin dues are over, acknowledge me as in there (YEAH)
    Head for the border, go get a taco
    I'll be wreckin from the jump street, meaning from the get-go
    Sit back relax and let yourself go
    Don't sweat what you heard, but act like you know
    Yes yes y'all (yes y'all!)
    who got the vibe it's the Tribe y'all (Tribe y'all!)
    real live y'all (live y'all!), inside outside, come around

    Some may, I say, call me Charlie

    The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley
    lay back on the papel, you probo take the games, CONTACT!

    Can I get a hit? (HIT!)

    Boom bip with a brother named Tip and we're ready to flip
    East coast stompin, rippin and rompin

    New York, North Cak-a-laka, and Compton

    Checka checka check it out!
    The loops for the troops, more bounce to the ounce
    And wow how now wow how now Brown cow
    We're ill till the skill gets down

    For the flex, next, it's the textbook old to the new
    but the rest are doo-doo
    From radio, to the video, to Arsenio
    Tell me! Yo, what's the scenario
    (True blue!) Scooby Doo, whoopie doo
    Scenario's ready yo, rates more than four

    Scores for the snores that's lovin dancefloors
    Now I go for mine, (shades of G sure?)
    Ship-shape plus Grape Apes to play tapes
    Papes make grapes great for the waist

    I'm an L-AH, an E-ADER, simply just a leader
    Bass in his face means peace see ya later
    Later? (LATER!) Later alligator

    Pop blows the weasel and my Earth the inflater
    So yo the D what the O, incorporated I-N-C into a flow

    Funk flipped flat back first this foul fight fight fight
    Laugh yo how's that sound (ohhhhhh!)

    It's the leader Quest vision and we got the goods here (here!)
    Never on the left cause my right's my good ear (ear!)
    I could give a damn about a ill subliminal
    Stay away from crime cause I ain't no CRIMINAL
    I love my young nation, groovy sensation
    No time for hibernation, only elation

    Don't ever try to test, yo whattup little kid?
    Yo Mr. Busta Rhymes, tell him what I did
    I heard you rushed and rushed, AND ATTACKED
    Then baby puked then you had TO SMACK
    Causin rambunction, throughout the sphere
    Raise the levels of the boom, inside the ear
    You know I did it
    So don't violate or you get violated
    The hip-hop sound is well agitated

    Won't ever waste no time on the played out ego
    So here's Busta Rhymes with the, Scenario
    Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind
    Heel up, reel up, bring it back, come rewind
    Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon
    Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine
    Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary

    When diggin into my library

    Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
    Eating ayea toadstool like the one Peter Tosh-a
    Uh, uh uhh, alone with the track man
    Uh, pardon me, uhh, as I come back
    As I did it yo I heard you beg your pardon
    When I travel to the Sun I roll with the squadron
    RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon
    Change your little drawers cause your pants are saggin
    Try to step to this, I will, fits you in a turban
    And had you smellin right, like some old stale urine
    Checkady-choco, the chocolate chicken
    The rear cock diesel, for chicks they were kickin
    Yo, bustin out before the Busta bust a nut the rhyme
    the rhythm is in sync (UHH!) the rhymes are on time (TIME!)
    Rippin up this dance just like a radio
    Observe the vibe and check out the scenario!!
    Yeah, my man ************!
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Davis, Higgins, Jackson ...
    [00:00.850]
    [00:09.460]Here we go yo, here we go yo
    [00:11.580]So what so what so what's the scenario
    [00:13.230]
    [00:13.920]Here we go yo, here we go yo
    [00:16.280]So what so what so what's the scenario
    [00:17.900]
    [00:18.770]Aiyyo Bo knows this (what?) and Bo knows that (what?)
    [00:21.330]But Bo don't know jack, cause Bo can't rap
    [00:23.470]Well whaddya know, the Di-Dawg, is first up to bat
    [00:25.960]No batteries included, and no strings attached
    [00:27.600]No holds barred, no time for move fakin
    [00:30.730]Gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon
    [00:33.320]Brothers front, they say the Tribe can't flow
    [00:35.320]But we've been known to do the impossible like Broadway Joe so
    [00:37.880]Sleep if you want, like we'll help you get your Z's troop
    [00:40.660]But here's the real scoop
    [00:42.050]
    [00:42.640]I'm all that and then some, short dark and handsome
    [00:44.580]Bust a nut inside your eye, to show you where I come from
    [00:47.550]I'm vexed, fumin, I've had it up to here
    [00:49.420]My days of payin dues are over, acknowledge me as in there (YEAH)
    [00:52.050]Head for the border, go get a taco
    [00:54.500]I'll be wreckin from the jump street, meaning from the get-go
    [00:56.930]Sit back relax and let yourself go
    [00:58.750]Don't sweat what you heard, but act like you know
    [01:01.250]Yes yes y'all (yes y'all!)
    [01:02.770]who got the vibe it's the Tribe y'all (Tribe y'all!)
    [01:05.020]real live y'all (live y'all!), inside outside, come around
    [01:07.330]
    [01:10.830]Some may, I say, call me Charlie
    [01:12.520]
    [01:13.470]The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley
    [01:15.580]lay back on the papel, you probo take the games, CONTACT!
    [01:19.010]
    [01:19.890]Can I get a hit? (HIT!)
    [01:21.200]
    [01:21.900]Boom bip with a brother named Tip and we're ready to flip
    [01:24.800]East coast stompin, rippin and rompin
    [01:27.410]
    [01:28.030]New York, North Cak-a-laka, and Compton
    [01:29.720]
    [01:30.640]Checka checka check it out!
    [01:32.130]The loops for the troops, more bounce to the ounce
    [01:34.430]And wow how now wow how now Brown cow
    [01:36.750]We're ill till the skill gets down
    [01:38.210]
    [01:38.780]For the flex, next, it's the textbook old to the new
    [01:41.940]but the rest are doo-doo
    [01:42.930]From radio, to the video, to Arsenio
    [01:46.190]Tell me! Yo, what's the scenario
    [01:48.950](True blue!) Scooby Doo, whoopie doo
    [01:50.820]Scenario's ready yo, rates more than four
    [01:52.590]
    [01:53.330]Scores for the snores that's lovin dancefloors
    [01:55.530]Now I go for mine, (shades of G sure?)
    [01:57.990]Ship-shape plus Grape Apes to play tapes
    [02:00.300]Papes make grapes great for the waist
    [02:02.050]
    [02:02.560]I'm an L-AH, an E-ADER, simply just a leader
    [02:05.080]Bass in his face means peace see ya later
    [02:07.390]Later? (LATER!) Later alligator
    [02:09.000]
    [02:09.630]Pop blows the weasel and my Earth the inflater
    [02:12.100]So yo the D what the O, incorporated I-N-C into a flow
    [02:15.590]
    [02:16.340]Funk flipped flat back first this foul fight fight fight
    [02:19.180]Laugh yo how's that sound (ohhhhhh!)
    [02:20.700]
    [02:21.590]It's the leader Quest vision and we got the goods here (here!)
    [02:24.380]Never on the left cause my right's my good ear (ear!)
    [02:26.640]I could give a damn about a ill subliminal
    [02:28.590]Stay away from crime cause I ain't no CRIMINAL
    [02:30.950]I love my young nation, groovy sensation
    [02:33.200]No time for hibernation, only elation
    [02:35.010]
    [02:35.530]Don't ever try to test, yo whattup little kid?
    [02:38.040]Yo Mr. Busta Rhymes, tell him what I did
    [02:40.470]I heard you rushed and rushed, AND ATTACKED
    [02:42.040]Then baby puked then you had TO SMACK
    [02:44.710]Causin rambunction, throughout the sphere
    [02:46.940]Raise the levels of the boom, inside the ear
    [02:49.370]You know I did it
    [02:50.310]So don't violate or you get violated
    [02:52.120]The hip-hop sound is well agitated
    [02:53.580]
    [02:54.450]Won't ever waste no time on the played out ego
    [02:56.890]So here's Busta Rhymes with the, Scenario
    [02:59.160]Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind
    [03:01.640]Heel up, reel up, bring it back, come rewind
    [03:04.020]Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon
    [03:06.520]Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine
    [03:08.650]Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary
    [03:10.410]
    [03:11.090]When diggin into my library
    [03:12.470]
    [03:13.400]Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
    [03:15.830]Eating ayea toadstool like the one Peter Tosh-a
    [03:18.190]Uh, uh uhh, alone with the track man
    [03:20.750]Uh, pardon me, uhh, as I come back
    [03:23.020]As I did it yo I heard you beg your pardon
    [03:25.500]When I travel to the Sun I roll with the squadron
    [03:27.980]RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon
    [03:30.220]Change your little drawers cause your pants are saggin
    [03:32.400]Try to step to this, I will, fits you in a turban
    [03:34.960]And had you smellin right, like some old stale urine
    [03:37.210]Checkady-choco, the chocolate chicken
    [03:39.290]The rear cock diesel, for chicks they were kickin
    [03:41.790]Yo, bustin out before the Busta bust a nut the rhyme
    [03:44.480]the rhythm is in sync (UHH!) the rhymes are on time (TIME!)
    [03:46.910]Rippin up this dance just like a radio
    [03:48.710]Observe the vibe and check out the scenario!!
    [03:51.330]Yeah, my man ************!