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  • 作曲 : -
    (Intro)
    (Freak it now)
    Knights will come, be advised
    They'll come for them
    Be advised they'll come
    Someone's sure that they'll be here
    (Double K)
    Yo Thes, what (what up?)
    Can you rock the mic?
    (Thes One)
    A ha ha, my mellow my man, it's like ridin' a bike
    Uh, Double K
    (Double K)
    What's Up?
    (Thes One)
    Can you rock it?
    (Double K)
    Like ridin' a bike, but only with training wheels
    So what, shoot the gift and let them know the deal
    (Thes One)
    I shoot the gift like NRA members on Chris**as
    Morning warning rock MCs like isthmus like a principal
    (Hook)
    I'm the principal, our crew's invincible
    Under The Stairs
    Impairs auditroy of your whole municipal (municipal?)
    Code area, attack like malaria
    Concrete jungle bundle of joy
    With bobby-boys
    It's scary to think our tape destroys your crew's hopes (what?)
    I can't cope with that, say no
    Put it on a DAT, Double K
    'Cause everything I say will one day give away
    Or another recovered in it's original place
    Signify this straight caligrified verse
    Petrified rock, put your goddamn block in a herse
    (Thes One)
    Only thing worse, chaos bursts the eardrums, the P
    Making the beats and rhymes funkally-dunkally
    Fat like chunky here, but not out for radio play
    Here's a crew wa*****ng the wax my mind space
    Tight A, not Navy deals, no way
    Pets for three sixty five days
    I add a fourth 'cause I leap year
    I leave tracks like Amtrack
    Battles the P and Superman
    After that your crew will try and forget like Izoin(?)
    It's the Amistad, man Beckets(?) know it better
    I rip it all up like a letter for the principal
    (Hook)
    (Thes One)
    Chaos bursts...(Double K cuts in)
    (Double K)
    (Unintelligible) my crew bad as milk
    That's one, lace the track
    Like a blunt with the weird smell
    *****, your stunned
    Other from the brothers with another monkey(?) *****t
    Put the viddy(?) on the stick and make sure it don't skip
    Hip-Hoppin is rarest, punk
    You know you wanna admit it
    All these crews runnin around with wack tracks
    They don't get it, the gettin distressed (word?)
    They gettin me mad
    (Thes One)
    So what you sayin, Double K?
    (Double K)
    Just put that *****t on my tab
    Don't feel like dealin' with it now
    I'll deal with it later
    See, the mic's in my possesion
    Yo, so while she did it
    To the minmute
    Stupid frontin' since we first stepped in
    Brought it back a couple of times
    Now you give it a grin
    First you tell your homey,
    "Yeah man, that *****t's fresh!"
    Didn't know this kinda *****t could be lurkin' the west
    We puttin' hair on your chest
    We flow with no hesitation
    Late radio stations ain't allowed on these premesis
    Millions hearin' this
    Late at night like domestic violece
    Smackin' you the ***** up
    Until we get some silence (word)
    Keep you like Judge Judy on the mic
    Puttin' up a fight
    Rollin' hard 'till the break of daylight
    So next time you corny *****s wanna come hardcore
    Go listen to 'Lil Kim (word...)
    "What's the time? Time to rock our *****t"
    (Scratched until end in various ways)
  • 作曲 : -
    (Intro)
    (Freak it now)
    Knights will come, be advised
    They'll come for them
    Be advised they'll come
    Someone's sure that they'll be here
    (Double K)
    Yo Thes, what (what up?)
    Can you rock the mic?
    (Thes One)
    A ha ha, my mellow my man, it's like ridin' a bike
    Uh, Double K
    (Double K)
    What's Up?
    (Thes One)
    Can you rock it?
    (Double K)
    Like ridin' a bike, but only with training wheels
    So what, shoot the gift and let them know the deal
    (Thes One)
    I shoot the gift like NRA members on Chris**as
    Morning warning rock MCs like isthmus like a principal
    (Hook)
    I'm the principal, our crew's invincible
    Under The Stairs
    Impairs auditroy of your whole municipal (municipal?)
    Code area, attack like malaria
    Concrete jungle bundle of joy
    With bobby-boys
    It's scary to think our tape destroys your crew's hopes (what?)
    I can't cope with that, say no
    Put it on a DAT, Double K
    'Cause everything I say will one day give away
    Or another recovered in it's original place
    Signify this straight caligrified verse
    Petrified rock, put your goddamn block in a herse
    (Thes One)
    Only thing worse, chaos bursts the eardrums, the P
    Making the beats and rhymes funkally-dunkally
    Fat like chunky here, but not out for radio play
    Here's a crew wa*****ng the wax my mind space
    Tight A, not Navy deals, no way
    Pets for three sixty five days
    I add a fourth 'cause I leap year
    I leave tracks like Amtrack
    Battles the P and Superman
    After that your crew will try and forget like Izoin(?)
    It's the Amistad, man Beckets(?) know it better
    I rip it all up like a letter for the principal
    (Hook)
    (Thes One)
    Chaos bursts...(Double K cuts in)
    (Double K)
    (Unintelligible) my crew bad as milk
    That's one, lace the track
    Like a blunt with the weird smell
    *****, your stunned
    Other from the brothers with another monkey(?) *****t
    Put the viddy(?) on the stick and make sure it don't skip
    Hip-Hoppin is rarest, punk
    You know you wanna admit it
    All these crews runnin around with wack tracks
    They don't get it, the gettin distressed (word?)
    They gettin me mad
    (Thes One)
    So what you sayin, Double K?
    (Double K)
    Just put that *****t on my tab
    Don't feel like dealin' with it now
    I'll deal with it later
    See, the mic's in my possesion
    Yo, so while she did it
    To the minmute
    Stupid frontin' since we first stepped in
    Brought it back a couple of times
    Now you give it a grin
    First you tell your homey,
    "Yeah man, that *****t's fresh!"
    Didn't know this kinda *****t could be lurkin' the west
    We puttin' hair on your chest
    We flow with no hesitation
    Late radio stations ain't allowed on these premesis
    Millions hearin' this
    Late at night like domestic violece
    Smackin' you the ***** up
    Until we get some silence (word)
    Keep you like Judge Judy on the mic
    Puttin' up a fight
    Rollin' hard 'till the break of daylight
    So next time you corny *****s wanna come hardcore
    Go listen to 'Lil Kim (word...)
    "What's the time? Time to rock our *****t"
    (Scratched until end in various ways)