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Brother Ali
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Whatcha' Got
作词:Dave Lindsey, Matt Lindsey, Michael Keith
First thing I wanna say is
I came in the door nineteen eighty four Paint on the wall, got chased by the law Once got soul in the place full of flows Never given the zone, had to create my own
As clean as the nose on my face that I placed To the stone, had to stake my claim to the thrown Ain't no mistaken the sacred in his tone Ali the new name by which greatness is known
Y'all act like I'm seeing is a new sport Your too inexperienced your teeth are too short Every culture has a right to passage You wanna bypass it and sell me your practice
One for the lunch money, I don't run from you punch-drunk dummies I invite you'll to come for me I said I'd shot hungry when it wasn't sunny I been here long after y'all are done humpin'
Talk to me when you've done something Other than swing back an' forth from hating to nut pumping No, all criticism isn't constructive Some need to be destructed, you're done with
And either you retire to the sideline or embrace this time This rhyme with your eyes wide open Shit won't have to earn them accolades A N T gonna take you all back to phase one
One, two, three and Yes, yes y'all you don't stop Now come alive A N T and give me what you got Brother Ali rock shock the house we most definitely We 'bout to turn shit out y'all
A yes, yes y'all and you don't dare stop Well, come alive A N T and give me what you got Brother Ali rock shocking the house we most definitely The way I feel now I just got to rock
Y'all ain't heard nothing I gave you your first lesson From what you discussin' over the percussion you Never compare to me, you a parent tearin' Repeating what you hear fly through the airwaves carelessly
The meaning get lost in translation You a copy of the authors first page 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Counterfeit money, only get it in small denomination You'll never be prominent, face it your imitation
Equal sacrament, sea bass generic ass Sprayin' through closed concerts simulacrum We used to distribute our music ourselves Our records shouldn't even be held on the same shelve
It's bad enough they put y'all with 'Rock the bells' Clean shaven culture we're best to be involved in it Y'all will squander in it, no need to think for a minute By pushing limits you can see a pond to fish in
And you will get strangled by your lines Whether your anger lingers sayin' rhymes in due time Send your dues back to shoe shines and clip them coupons Fuck you and fuck a lie to you open your brew on
You slither out from under a rock And then present yourself for something you not but Brother you jock Try true hip hop Preston forgot Swing it on the first fight and motherfucker I spot
What up fuck not, I would love nothing more than to bust your box And blood clot a porn spot Three things I got I love 'em a lot Do anything to protect them from the vultures of block Hover above on the block, you motherfuckers better not
Yes, yes y'all you don't dare stop Now come alive A N T and give me what you got Brother Ali rock shock the house most definitely We gonna turn shit out y'all
Yes, yes y'all you don't dare stop Well, come alive A N T and give me what you got Brother Ali rock shock the house most definitely We 'bout to turn shit out y'all
The champion is back with his man again Crack the book open and fill another chapter in And we just won't stop Come alive rhyme sayer give me what you got
The way I feel I just got to rock The way I feel I just got to rock The way I feel I just got to rock The way I feel I just got to rock The way I feel I just got to rock
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