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  • 作曲 : T. Smith/K. Fareed
    编曲 : Q Tip
    制作人 : The Ummah
    混音师 : Q-Tip
    音频工程师 : Peter Darmi
    Yo, yo, yo
    Yo, yo, yo
    Yo, yo, yo
    My rhymes create life like the birds an' the bees
    Make Funk
    Master Flex say, “
    Yo, I'm feelin' these”
    Flows make you **** in your drawers, change your dungarees
    Smokin' trees, gettin' cotton mouth, wild munchees
    Bounce down the block, eatin' food at
    Luigi'sAss constipated, too much extra cheese
    Well anyway, while
    I was coolin' down at
    Luigi'sI met some
    Siamese twins from overseas,
    LebaneseLesbians, with friends from
    New Orleans
    They had a fifth friend, she was straight black
    Portuguese
    Pretty palm olive soaped skin,
    Aloe Veralese
    She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies
    The type of chick you would kill for to get between the knees
    Yo, I made time to chill with
    Miss Portuguese
    Would you believe, the ***** tried to steal my ****in' house keys
    Right before my
    G'sHad to show this crazy broad,
    I mastered my degrees an' my
    Ph.D'sGot your face on camera, ************, say, “
    Cheese”You better get with your friends quick, before
    I start to squeeze
    Gettin' caught up in that freaky golddigger
    JamboreesI caught that ill ****,
    Tip, word
    Bust? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Tip, say word
    Bust? Yo, yo, word'
    Cause when
    I'm in the place you know my **** be absurd
    I caught that ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    So when I hold the mic you know my **** be absurd
    I caught that ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    I got weight on my shoulders in the form of this beat
    Ain't nothin' sweet on the street, for good, these
    I competeCome off complete an' you need to get back in your stance
    We enhance an' we're playin' the whole world circumstance
    So do good in your hood even though you puff life
    Positive to comply, don't screw up facin' that crowd
    Progress, don't fall back, we can't have that
    I'll hold your hand, black, we can't wind up with scratch
    I put my best foot forward, when
    I play in life'
    Cause this world as
    I live it, chill's like a double edged knife
    In the jam we regulate 'cause we organize
    Logicaly thinkin' when along's enterprise
    Alotta brothers from the ghetto got the gift of gab
    Peace to the
    West Coast an' the
    East, we's fam
    Need I make mention, that the crew we've got
    Make things get hot, like the
    FoFo shotNo we don't promote no guns, but don't turn that cheek
    In the world that we live, calmness is viewed as weak
    So, we got to stay awake for all these lizards an' snakes
    Some of them come as friends, some of them come as
    JakesWe decipher all the force an' build rounds with our friends
    Why's that?
    So we can live right until time ends
    Yo, why's that?
    Amalgamate, so we can get these ends
    Yo, true that?
    Busta an'
    Tip, you know we make minds bend
    I caught that ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    Yo, when I hold my mic you know my **** be absurd
    I caught that ill ****,
    Tip, yo, word
    Bust? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Tip, say word?
    Yo, yo, word'
    Cause when
    I'm in the place you know my **** be absurd
    I caught that ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    Yo, when we in the jam you know the **** be absurd
    I caught that wild ****,
    Tip, word
    Bust? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Tip, say word?
    Yo, yo, word
    Cause when
    I'm in the place you know my **** be absurd
  • 作曲 : T. Smith/K. Fareed
    编曲 : Q Tip
    制作人 : The Ummah
    混音师 : Q-Tip
    音频工程师 : Peter Darmi
    Yo, yo, yo
    Yo, yo, yo
    Yo, yo, yo
    My rhymes create life like the birds an' the bees
    Make Funk
    Master Flex say, “
    Yo, I'm feelin' these”
    Flows make you **** in your drawers, change your dungarees
    Smokin' trees, gettin' cotton mouth, wild munchees
    Bounce down the block, eatin' food at
    Luigi'sAss constipated, too much extra cheese
    Well anyway, while
    I was coolin' down at
    Luigi'sI met some
    Siamese twins from overseas,
    LebaneseLesbians, with friends from
    New Orleans
    They had a fifth friend, she was straight black
    Portuguese
    Pretty palm olive soaped skin,
    Aloe Veralese
    She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies
    The type of chick you would kill for to get between the knees
    Yo, I made time to chill with
    Miss Portuguese
    Would you believe, the ***** tried to steal my ****in' house keys
    Right before my
    G'sHad to show this crazy broad,
    I mastered my degrees an' my
    Ph.D'sGot your face on camera, ************, say, “
    Cheese”You better get with your friends quick, before
    I start to squeeze
    Gettin' caught up in that freaky golddigger
    JamboreesI caught that ill ****,
    Tip, word
    Bust? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Tip, say word
    Bust? Yo, yo, word'
    Cause when
    I'm in the place you know my **** be absurd
    I caught that ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    So when I hold the mic you know my **** be absurd
    I caught that ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    I got weight on my shoulders in the form of this beat
    Ain't nothin' sweet on the street, for good, these
    I competeCome off complete an' you need to get back in your stance
    We enhance an' we're playin' the whole world circumstance
    So do good in your hood even though you puff life
    Positive to comply, don't screw up facin' that crowd
    Progress, don't fall back, we can't have that
    I'll hold your hand, black, we can't wind up with scratch
    I put my best foot forward, when
    I play in life'
    Cause this world as
    I live it, chill's like a double edged knife
    In the jam we regulate 'cause we organize
    Logicaly thinkin' when along's enterprise
    Alotta brothers from the ghetto got the gift of gab
    Peace to the
    West Coast an' the
    East, we's fam
    Need I make mention, that the crew we've got
    Make things get hot, like the
    FoFo shotNo we don't promote no guns, but don't turn that cheek
    In the world that we live, calmness is viewed as weak
    So, we got to stay awake for all these lizards an' snakes
    Some of them come as friends, some of them come as
    JakesWe decipher all the force an' build rounds with our friends
    Why's that?
    So we can live right until time ends
    Yo, why's that?
    Amalgamate, so we can get these ends
    Yo, true that?
    Busta an'
    Tip, you know we make minds bend
    I caught that ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    Yo, when I hold my mic you know my **** be absurd
    I caught that ill ****,
    Tip, yo, word
    Bust? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Tip, say word?
    Yo, yo, word'
    Cause when
    I'm in the place you know my **** be absurd
    I caught that ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Bust, word
    Tip? Yo, yo, word
    Yo, when we in the jam you know the **** be absurd
    I caught that wild ****,
    Tip, word
    Bust? Yo, yo, word
    That ill ****,
    Tip, say word?
    Yo, yo, word
    Cause when
    I'm in the place you know my **** be absurd