[00:00.000] 作曲 : Chris Martin/Keith Elam
[00:00.612] That makes me know that, we we we we're doin
[00:02.716] We had the right idea in the beginning
[00:04.428] And and we just need to maintain our focus, and elevate
[00:07.749] We what we do we update our formulas
[00:09.679] We have certain formulas but we update em (oh right)
[00:12.304] With the times, and everything y'know
[00:14.568] And and so.. y'know
[00:16.251] The rhyme style is elevated
[00:17.848] The style of beats is elevated
[00:19.259] But it's still guru and premier
[00:21.279] And it's always a message involved
[00:24.296]
[00:25.085] "the real... hip-hop"
[00:28.700] "mcing, and djing.. from your own mind, ya know?"
[00:33.972] "i, i guess right now we should start the show"
[00:36.440] Who's the suspicious character strapped with the sounds profound
[00:39.662] Similar to rounds spit by derringers
[00:41.925] You're in the terrordome like my man chuck d said
[00:44.633] It's time to dethrone you clones, and all you knuckleheads
[00:47.538] Cause mc's have used up extended warranties
[00:50.026] While real mc's and dj's are a minority
[00:52.881] But right about now, i use my authority
[00:55.513] Cause i'm like the wizard and you look lost like dorothy
[00:58.323] The horror be when i return for my real people
[01:01.151] Words that split wigs hittin like some double desert eagles
[01:03.835] Sportin caps pulled low, and baggy slacks
[01:06.358] Subtractin all the rappers who lack, over premier's tracks
[01:09.131] Severe facts have brought this rap game to near collapse
[01:11.944] So as i have in the past, i whup ass
[01:13.959]Droppin lyrics that be hotter than sex and candlewax
[01:16.903] And one-dimensional mc's can't handle that
[01:19.520] While the world's revolvin, on it's axis
[01:22.191] I come with mad love and plus the illest warlike tactics
[01:25.064] The wilderness is filled with this; so many people
[01:27.798] Searching for false lift, i'm here with the skills you've missed
[01:30.717] The rejected stone is now the cornerstone
[01:32.993] Sort of like the master builder when i make my way home
[01:35.396] You know my steez...
[01:38.172] "you know my steez" --> method man
[01:40.706] "let em know, do your thing y'all" "keep it live"
[01:44.704] "to the beat y'all" --> flavor flav
[01:46.226] The beat is sinister, primo makes you relax
[01:48.638] I'm like the minister, when i be lacin the wax
[01:51.320] I be bringin salvation through the way that i rap
[01:53.994] And you know, and i know, i'm nice like that
[01:56.787] Work through worldly problems, i got the healing power
[01:59.613] When the mic's within my reach, i'm feelin more power
[02:02.072] Stealing at least three minutes of every rap radio hour
[02:04.894] It's often easier for one, to give advice
[02:07.561] Than it is for a person to run one's own life
[02:10.253] That's why i can't be caught up in all the hype
[02:12.967] I keep my soul tight and let these lines takes flight
[02:15.484] The apparatus gets blessed, and suckers get put to rest
[02:18.351] No more of the unpure i got the cure for this mess
[02:20.864] The wackness is spreadin like the plague
[02:23.359]Mc's lucked up and got paid but still can't make the ****ing grade
[02:26.419] How many times are wannabe's gonna lie?
[02:28.713] Yo they must wanna fry, they can't touch the knowledge i personify
[02:32.622] I travel through the darkness carrying my torch
[02:35.305] The illest soldier, when i'm holding down the fort
[02:37.777] ("you know my steez" --> method man)
[02:38.167] You know my steez...
[02:39.357] "let em know, do your thing y'all" "keep it live"
[02:42.891] "you know my steez" --> method man
[02:44.501] *repeat 4x with very last line modified as follows*
[02:59.759] "the mic..."
[03:00.698] On the microphone you know that i'm one of the best yet
[03:03.395] Some punks, ain't paid all of their debts yet
[03:06.190] Tryin to be fly, ridin high on the jet-set
[03:09.081] With juvenile rhymes makin fake-ass death threats
[03:11.566] Big deal, like en vogue, here's something you can feel
[03:14.449] Styles more tangible, and image more real
[03:16.747] For some time now, i've held the scrolls and ma**scripts
[03:19.376] When it's time to go all out you be like, "damn he flipped"
[03:22.083]Now I'm sick, fed up with the bullshit
[03:24.734] Got the lyrical full clip, giving you a verbal asswhip
[03:27.409] Don't trip it's the gifted prolific one
[03:29.973]Known as bald head slick -- why is the press all on my di-d**k?
[03:33.050] My style be wilder, than a kamikaze pilot
[03:35.572] Don't try it, i'm about to start more than a friggin riot
[03:38.600] Styles unsurpassable, and nuccas that's suckas, yo
[03:42.021]Them mother****ers are harrassable
[03:43.919] For i be speaking from my parables and carry you beyond
[03:46.959] The mic's either a magic wand
[03:48.662] Or it gets tragic like the havoc of a nuclear bomb
[03:51.314] Then i grab your palm, no pulse you're gone
[03:54.002]And if you thought we'd lose our niche in this rap shit you way wrong
[03:57.197]I stay up, I stay on, niggas be bright, like neon
[03:59.697] Your song's, pathetic, synthetic, like rayon
[04:02.298]Fat beats, they play on, want dope rhymes, put me on
[04:05.019] Word is bond... you know my steez

作曲 : Chris Martin/Keith Elam
That makes me know that, we we we we're doin
We had the right idea in the beginning
And and we just need to maintain our focus, and elevate
We what we do we update our formulas
We have certain formulas but we update em (oh right)
With the times, and everything y'know
And and so.. y'know
The rhyme style is elevated
The style of beats is elevated
But it's still guru and premier
And it's always a message involved
"the real... hip-hop"
"mcing, and djing.. from your own mind, ya know?"
"i, i guess right now we should start the show"
Who's the suspicious character strapped with the sounds profound
Similar to rounds spit by derringers
You're in the terrordome like my man chuck d said
It's time to dethrone you clones, and all you knuckleheads
Cause mc's have used up extended warranties
While real mc's and dj's are a minority
But right about now, i use my authority
Cause i'm like the wizard and you look lost like dorothy
The horror be when i return for my real people
Words that split wigs hittin like some double desert eagles
Sportin caps pulled low, and baggy slacks
Subtractin all the rappers who lack, over premier's tracks
Severe facts have brought this rap game to near collapse
So as i have in the past, i whup ass
Droppin lyrics that be hotter than sex and candlewax
And one-dimensional mc's can't handle that
While the world's revolvin, on it's axis
I come with mad love and plus the illest warlike tactics
The wilderness is filled with this; so many people
Searching for false lift, i'm here with the skills you've missed
The rejected stone is now the cornerstone
Sort of like the master builder when i make my way home
You know my steez...
"you know my steez" --> method man
"let em know, do your thing y'all" "keep it live"
"to the beat y'all" --> flavor flav
The beat is sinister, primo makes you relax
I'm like the minister, when i be lacin the wax
I be bringin salvation through the way that i rap
And you know, and i know, i'm nice like that
Work through worldly problems, i got the healing power
When the mic's within my reach, i'm feelin more power
Stealing at least three minutes of every rap radio hour
It's often easier for one, to give advice
Than it is for a person to run one's own life
That's why i can't be caught up in all the hype
I keep my soul tight and let these lines takes flight
The apparatus gets blessed, and suckers get put to rest
No more of the unpure i got the cure for this mess
The wackness is spreadin like the plague
Mc's lucked up and got paid but still can't make the ****ing grade
How many times are wannabe's gonna lie?
Yo they must wanna fry, they can't touch the knowledge i personify
I travel through the darkness carrying my torch
The illest soldier, when i'm holding down the fort
("you know my steez" --> method man)
You know my steez...
"let em know, do your thing y'all" "keep it live"
"you know my steez" --> method man
*repeat 4x with very last line modified as follows*
"the mic..."
On the microphone you know that i'm one of the best yet
Some punks, ain't paid all of their debts yet
Tryin to be fly, ridin high on the jet-set
With juvenile rhymes makin fake-ass death threats
Big deal, like en vogue, here's something you can feel
Styles more tangible, and image more real
For some time now, i've held the scrolls and ma**scripts
When it's time to go all out you be like, "damn he flipped"
Now I'm sick, fed up with the bullshit
Got the lyrical full clip, giving you a verbal asswhip
Don't trip it's the gifted prolific one
Known as bald head slick -- why is the press all on my di-d**k?
My style be wilder, than a kamikaze pilot
Don't try it, i'm about to start more than a friggin riot
Styles unsurpassable, and nuccas that's suckas, yo
Them mother****ers are harrassable
For i be speaking from my parables and carry you beyond
The mic's either a magic wand
Or it gets tragic like the havoc of a nuclear bomb
Then i grab your palm, no pulse you're gone
And if you thought we'd lose our niche in this rap shit you way wrong
I stay up, I stay on, niggas be bright, like neon
Your song's, pathetic, synthetic, like rayon
Fat beats, they play on, want dope rhymes, put me on
Word is bond... you know my steez