作词 : A. Gregory/J. Hunter/Timothy Grimes/Scott Phillips 作曲 : A. Gregory/J. Hunter/Timothy Grimes/Scott Phillips (feat. Brother J and Sluggy Ranks) [Sluggy Ranks] We don't want no weapons No weapons! Don't need no ammunition No ammunition! It's killing off the nation Guns and knives take people's lives It's true (for real) Whoa, it's true, ooh-yay [x2] (Easy Mr. Sluggy) [Wise Intelligent] I'm 'bout to rob the robbers, kill the killers Flow stealers bear witness to the Thriller in Manila Sluggy the singer beside the teacher Brother J, Dark Sun Rider Sixty six thousand seven hundred five and a half miles per hour Submit while you circle the sun One ton, the weight of every jewel I drop inside you Got you wide, in a minute I'mma get you wider God is the highest form of living mind math and matter Negroes, complete the data Your nation's lacking, you're at the bottom of the living line Why? Cause Whitey screwed your simple mind You was a God now you're the sucker of the planet Earth And crowned your woman slut of the universe Pimping, leaning, fiending, scheming Trying to be the cooleest b***h for some frozen other reason That spit, it ain't slick on any known planet Except for Pluto I believe Three billion six hundred and eighty million miles away from something That's why you ain't saying nothing Heads is fronting, forty ounce and Phillies blunting Destructing before your sleepy eyes (ooh-yay) Teacher Wise will have you all recognize In minutes less than five niggas ain't 'bout thi It seems as if hip hop's become a species in danger Since rappers turned gangsta [Sluggy Ranks] Guns and knives take people's lives It's true Whoa, it's true, ooh-yay ee [x2] (Yes it's true, come come come) [Brother J] Now Vibal Magus in the house I've come to address the drama And season up and serve couch potato Godfathers Overdose on movies, come up living like a script Form an overnight mob getting paid to talk shit B*****s please, my nickname is Mr. Freeze I ice steel at lockdown and bring master keys I'm chain ganging these crews, long lines of emcees Come off the final plank, slave ships of wannabes I journey to your roots as I burn them Zoot Suits Revive the b***h genes revoked while playing cute I execute studio gangsters up on the scene Strong tug to mic cord, submits my guillotine To eat 'em up and split 'em, 'nuff heads is rolling down Degrading gangsta lean, black hole is going down You're mudbone, and I stand with ranges shown Thought you'd build a house, soon find you're home alone With full black intangibility Translating my heat to unreachable degrees Of super burn as my crew holds you in turn Lyric armageddon, when will you bunglers learn That superfly groupies, braid heads and dreads too Watch too much too gallant try to run it like the screw Create a revolution says the realm is upon you The righteous be the gods and the chosen be the few It's like that uh [Sluggy Ranks] You can't blow breath in the end So why you wanna take someone's life It's not right, no it isn't wise, ooh yay ooh yay Gotta move the right way Don't let the devil lead you astray That is right, whoa that is right, ooh yay ooh yay Father send us some blessings To wash away our sins Stand up for the positive Ay, and I'll deal with negative Iy, we're killing them with conscious vibes Killing them with positive vibes It's nothing but conscious style ooh yay ooh yay Guns and knives take people's lives It's true Whoa, it's true, ooh-yay [x2]
作词 : A. Gregory/J. Hunter/Timothy Grimes/Scott Phillips 作曲 : A. Gregory/J. Hunter/Timothy Grimes/Scott Phillips (feat. Brother J and Sluggy Ranks) [Sluggy Ranks] We don't want no weapons No weapons! Don't need no ammunition No ammunition! It's killing off the nation Guns and knives take people's lives It's true (for real) Whoa, it's true, ooh-yay [x2] (Easy Mr. Sluggy) [Wise Intelligent] I'm 'bout to rob the robbers, kill the killers Flow stealers bear witness to the Thriller in Manila Sluggy the singer beside the teacher Brother J, Dark Sun Rider Sixty six thousand seven hundred five and a half miles per hour Submit while you circle the sun One ton, the weight of every jewel I drop inside you Got you wide, in a minute I'mma get you wider God is the highest form of living mind math and matter Negroes, complete the data Your nation's lacking, you're at the bottom of the living line Why? Cause Whitey screwed your simple mind You was a God now you're the sucker of the planet Earth And crowned your woman slut of the universe Pimping, leaning, fiending, scheming Trying to be the cooleest b***h for some frozen other reason That spit, it ain't slick on any known planet Except for Pluto I believe Three billion six hundred and eighty million miles away from something That's why you ain't saying nothing Heads is fronting, forty ounce and Phillies blunting Destructing before your sleepy eyes (ooh-yay) Teacher Wise will have you all recognize In minutes less than five niggas ain't 'bout thi It seems as if hip hop's become a species in danger Since rappers turned gangsta [Sluggy Ranks] Guns and knives take people's lives It's true Whoa, it's true, ooh-yay ee [x2] (Yes it's true, come come come) [Brother J] Now Vibal Magus in the house I've come to address the drama And season up and serve couch potato Godfathers Overdose on movies, come up living like a script Form an overnight mob getting paid to talk shit B*****s please, my nickname is Mr. Freeze I ice steel at lockdown and bring master keys I'm chain ganging these crews, long lines of emcees Come off the final plank, slave ships of wannabes I journey to your roots as I burn them Zoot Suits Revive the b***h genes revoked while playing cute I execute studio gangsters up on the scene Strong tug to mic cord, submits my guillotine To eat 'em up and split 'em, 'nuff heads is rolling down Degrading gangsta lean, black hole is going down You're mudbone, and I stand with ranges shown Thought you'd build a house, soon find you're home alone With full black intangibility Translating my heat to unreachable degrees Of super burn as my crew holds you in turn Lyric armageddon, when will you bunglers learn That superfly groupies, braid heads and dreads too Watch too much too gallant try to run it like the screw Create a revolution says the realm is upon you The righteous be the gods and the chosen be the few It's like that uh [Sluggy Ranks] You can't blow breath in the end So why you wanna take someone's life It's not right, no it isn't wise, ooh yay ooh yay Gotta move the right way Don't let the devil lead you astray That is right, whoa that is right, ooh yay ooh yay Father send us some blessings To wash away our sins Stand up for the positive Ay, and I'll deal with negative Iy, we're killing them with conscious vibes Killing them with positive vibes It's nothing but conscious style ooh yay ooh yay Guns and knives take people's lives It's true Whoa, it's true, ooh-yay [x2]
