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  • 作曲 : Brown, Jackson, Jackson ...
    '98 keep it real son cuz i guess i feel someday that
    Wild to the child will rock at will son
    Keep them speakers boomin', body movin', wild child has proven
    Causin' mad paranoia like them kids nice 'n' smooth and
    When i flip flop, wreck shop, we be hip hop
    When you see me drop,
    Always in that shape you callin' tip top
    Coolin, effect i'm full in, droolin over madlib beats,
    Yo, guess who's pullin' plugs on thugs who's greedy,
    With their wheaties, spraying rhymes like graffiti,
    Formally known as the cdp assassins
    Dj romes is in effect and yo his ass is in
    Charge of the plastic
    Keep it real son, i guess i feel someday that
    Wild to the child will rock at will son
    Got to keep it real son cuz i guess i feel someday that
    Wild to the child rocks at will
    [medaphoar]
    Watch ya front and back when m-e-d terror attacks
    With that rhyme that's known to bring the terrordome so freeze back
    On the microphone i'm quick to get with you then i'm twisting you back
    When you enter my zone, realize where you're at
    In full combat, come prepared or ya better beware
    Cuz over here we bring the real, it's like a style don't care
    I'll bust my rhyme into ya area, takin' over your spot
    And got it locked for the simple fact the rhyme don't stop
    It's worldwide when i'm riding on the crews who step to
    Cdp assassins, plus the lootpack the crew
    We got the verbal mentality with them rhymes so ya listen
    If you feel i hurt ya feelings, then ya wack so i'm dissin'
    All you weak mc's that fakin' there's no justice or peace
    My rhymes will get into the middle of ya mind like smokin ****, that leaves
    ****** in the state of only shows us what ya made of
    So put ya money down cuz lyrically i'm out to break ya
    [madlib]
    Hey yo it's madlib the bad kid, back from outer space
    Still on that pure order mc master race
    But what comes after my rhyme styles irregular
    Modules predict antecdotes for underground hits
    But if you can't catch it today...
    It's probably too late, cuz we about to detonate the 388
    Relate the beat conductor, constructor, water loop to add pressure
    For every measure, you'll need my anesthesia from catchin' amnesia
    You'll end up with a seizure,
    >from steppin' not knowing the crate diggas is blowin'
    The spot, towin' this lot, empty cuz i got
    Cdp assassins plus the pack, perfect combination
    Free improvisation, while i leave the next healthy wack mc
    Sick as a doctor's emergency patient
    [oh no]
    Yo i'll be chillin', realize oh be straight known to be that villian
    Ya that tall ***** to get up in that ass like pennecilin
    Bust the skills i kick the savage verbal lines that blind your crew
    Line 'em up and watch 'em fall, i be jukin' cuz you all can't ball
    Relavent impossible mission, lot of y'all dissin'
    Elements unstoppable dishin', lot of y'all kissin'
    My ass, you know the flavor when i step upon the scene
    Yo i'll leave your birds in rage like menstruation
    Seein' nothin' but blood when i step out the station
    Got your vocal fluctuating worldwide
    Be dvd set locate when i demonstrate up in a battle
    You end up in a suicide line, i'm beyond your mind
    You gotta recline and chill cuz i been past that bottom line
    Got lootpack and the assassins on the side
    Classic upon plastic when i break emcees down just like vlastic
    Cuz they speak the real but when the real comes, they still dumb
    Actin' like they know the half so verbally you gots ta jack 'em
    (what's your name?), oh no, my ****** know the rebel hero
    When i come through wild to that level zero...
  • 作曲 : Brown, Jackson, Jackson ...
    '98 keep it real son cuz i guess i feel someday that
    Wild to the child will rock at will son
    Keep them speakers boomin', body movin', wild child has proven
    Causin' mad paranoia like them kids nice 'n' smooth and
    When i flip flop, wreck shop, we be hip hop
    When you see me drop,
    Always in that shape you callin' tip top
    Coolin, effect i'm full in, droolin over madlib beats,
    Yo, guess who's pullin' plugs on thugs who's greedy,
    With their wheaties, spraying rhymes like graffiti,
    Formally known as the cdp assassins
    Dj romes is in effect and yo his ass is in
    Charge of the plastic
    Keep it real son, i guess i feel someday that
    Wild to the child will rock at will son
    Got to keep it real son cuz i guess i feel someday that
    Wild to the child rocks at will
    [medaphoar]
    Watch ya front and back when m-e-d terror attacks
    With that rhyme that's known to bring the terrordome so freeze back
    On the microphone i'm quick to get with you then i'm twisting you back
    When you enter my zone, realize where you're at
    In full combat, come prepared or ya better beware
    Cuz over here we bring the real, it's like a style don't care
    I'll bust my rhyme into ya area, takin' over your spot
    And got it locked for the simple fact the rhyme don't stop
    It's worldwide when i'm riding on the crews who step to
    Cdp assassins, plus the lootpack the crew
    We got the verbal mentality with them rhymes so ya listen
    If you feel i hurt ya feelings, then ya wack so i'm dissin'
    All you weak mc's that fakin' there's no justice or peace
    My rhymes will get into the middle of ya mind like smokin ****, that leaves
    ****** in the state of only shows us what ya made of
    So put ya money down cuz lyrically i'm out to break ya
    [madlib]
    Hey yo it's madlib the bad kid, back from outer space
    Still on that pure order mc master race
    But what comes after my rhyme styles irregular
    Modules predict antecdotes for underground hits
    But if you can't catch it today...
    It's probably too late, cuz we about to detonate the 388
    Relate the beat conductor, constructor, water loop to add pressure
    For every measure, you'll need my anesthesia from catchin' amnesia
    You'll end up with a seizure,
    >from steppin' not knowing the crate diggas is blowin'
    The spot, towin' this lot, empty cuz i got
    Cdp assassins plus the pack, perfect combination
    Free improvisation, while i leave the next healthy wack mc
    Sick as a doctor's emergency patient
    [oh no]
    Yo i'll be chillin', realize oh be straight known to be that villian
    Ya that tall ***** to get up in that ass like pennecilin
    Bust the skills i kick the savage verbal lines that blind your crew
    Line 'em up and watch 'em fall, i be jukin' cuz you all can't ball
    Relavent impossible mission, lot of y'all dissin'
    Elements unstoppable dishin', lot of y'all kissin'
    My ass, you know the flavor when i step upon the scene
    Yo i'll leave your birds in rage like menstruation
    Seein' nothin' but blood when i step out the station
    Got your vocal fluctuating worldwide
    Be dvd set locate when i demonstrate up in a battle
    You end up in a suicide line, i'm beyond your mind
    You gotta recline and chill cuz i been past that bottom line
    Got lootpack and the assassins on the side
    Classic upon plastic when i break emcees down just like vlastic
    Cuz they speak the real but when the real comes, they still dumb
    Actin' like they know the half so verbally you gots ta jack 'em
    (what's your name?), oh no, my ****** know the rebel hero
    When i come through wild to that level zero...