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  • 作曲 : Jackson, Jimenez
    Chorus:busta rhymes *sampled*
    Yo, i'm gonna hit real hard with that,
    **** that's gonna make your dome crack, back, back
    Yo, i'm gonna hit real hard with that,
    **** that's gonna make your dome crack, back, back
    Yo, i'm gonna hit real hard with that,
    **** that's gonna make your dome crack, back, back
    Yo, i'm gonna hit real hard with that,
    **** that's gonna make your dome crack, watch me...
    [madlib ]
    Yo it's the slang buster, madlib the beat conductor
    I hit you off with that ill structure, cuts ya
    Never on the bandwagon at any time
    Every day, every place, got my pants saggin'
    For y'all ****** that be strictly braggin'
    Up at the spot so eager to grab the mic with the breath of dragon
    ****** be walkin around waggin' there tail taggin'
    Along trying to get their mail laggin'
    Make me wanna disrespect and check
    Grab that *****'s neck and start gaggin'
    I drop a pound of discussion and drop a rhyme to leave you with a concusion
    And have your whole crew commence to hushin'
    Down with the master race of emcees
    Who terrorize, whoever flies up in the face talkin' lies
    I give a shout to the unseen at the lost gates
    While you're makin' mistakes, we make them hot plates
    (chorus)
    [madlib]
    Soundin' like, we got the rawest **** ever known to man
    Expand my lung with the chronic smoke then proceed with the plan
    My anecdote rain movin' on ya
    I got your brain locked down like some jail terrain
    You out for fame talkin' about my name, i aim atcha like a gat ya
    Thought you were my rapture, watch your mental fracture
    You're just an actor, playin' the rap game, total shame
    Nothing really gained when you shell framed is all in vain
    I hitcha with that **** that make ya neck snap
    While goin through my sp1200 with memory that's stacks
    The beat conductor keep your speaker shakin'
    I got your amp'll quakin like a vacation on haiti
    Relaxin', i'll take you on a mental trip, grip
    The ill loop digger signing out on the skit
    (chorus)
    *scratches to end*
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : Jackson, Jimenez
    [00:00.00]Chorus:busta rhymes *sampled*
    [00:02.28]Yo, i'm gonna hit real hard with that,
    [00:06.69]**** that's gonna make your dome crack, back, back
    [00:10.02]Yo, i'm gonna hit real hard with that,
    [00:10.98]**** that's gonna make your dome crack, back, back
    [00:19.98]Yo, i'm gonna hit real hard with that,
    [00:24.24]**** that's gonna make your dome crack, back, back
    [00:27.90]Yo, i'm gonna hit real hard with that,
    [00:31.95]**** that's gonna make your dome crack, watch me...
    [00:37.17][madlib ]
    [00:37.71]Yo it's the slang buster, madlib the beat conductor
    [00:40.77]I hit you off with that ill structure, cuts ya
    [00:43.77]Never on the bandwagon at any time
    [00:46.14]Every day, every place, got my pants saggin'
    [00:49.05]For y'all ****** that be strictly braggin'
    [00:51.03]Up at the spot so eager to grab the mic with the breath of dragon
    [00:54.36]****** be walkin around waggin' there tail taggin'
    [00:57.42]Along trying to get their mail laggin'
    [01:00.03]Make me wanna disrespect and check
    [01:01.71]Grab that *****'s neck and start gaggin'
    [01:04.92]I drop a pound of discussion and drop a rhyme to leave you with a concusion
    [01:08.31]And have your whole crew commence to hushin'
    [01:10.38]Down with the master race of emcees
    [01:12.24]Who terrorize, whoever flies up in the face talkin' lies
    [01:15.51]I give a shout to the unseen at the lost gates
    [01:18.24]While you're makin' mistakes, we make them hot plates
    [01:20.82](chorus)
    [01:39.51][madlib]
    [01:40.92]Soundin' like, we got the rawest **** ever known to man
    [01:43.89]Expand my lung with the chronic smoke then proceed with the plan
    [01:46.77]My anecdote rain movin' on ya
    [01:48.69]I got your brain locked down like some jail terrain
    [01:51.42]You out for fame talkin' about my name, i aim atcha like a gat ya
    [01:55.11]Thought you were my rapture, watch your mental fracture
    [01:57.36]You're just an actor, playin' the rap game, total shame
    [02:00.42]Nothing really gained when you shell framed is all in vain
    [02:03.30]I hitcha with that **** that make ya neck snap
    [02:05.28]While goin through my sp1200 with memory that's stacks
    [02:08.52]The beat conductor keep your speaker shakin'
    [02:10.59]I got your amp'll quakin like a vacation on haiti
    [02:13.11]Relaxin', i'll take you on a mental trip, grip
    [02:16.26]The ill loop digger signing out on the skit
    [02:18.48](chorus)
    [02:31.98]*scratches to end*