[00:00.00] 作曲 : Barry, Booker, Briggs, Wilson
[00:02.82]Intro: Hey what's up fam? (what's goin' down?)
[00:05.43]Word to this
[00:06.00]GP ************t right here nawmean? (1-2)
[00:07.23]Turn my mic up.
[00:13.08]We're comin' through until the next millenium. (word born no doubt)
[00:17.67]Time to hit 'em with that ************t.
[00:20.04]Down Low Reka:
[00:20.34]Take flight thieves in the night hold ground
[00:22.89]Swipe all belongings without making a sound
[00:25.26]It's the Low
[00:25.77]Down crystal clear with these vocals
[00:27.93]My international skills train the locals
[00:30.45]World wide, what make you think that you can hide from the darkside
[00:34.11]****** runnin' from the sun it's a no win situation goin' up against gladiation
[00:39.03]Now knowin' what you're facin'
[00:40.38]Junelover:
[00:40.65]Question what was you representin' back in the days it the grain over fades (I don't know)
[00:45.81]Runnin' through my projects pickin' fresh cotton
[00:48.24]Silly of you to think that
[00:49.59]GP would be forgotten
[00:50.97]You spoiled rotten you with the man is allowed you with temp you plotted
[00:54.96]Ways to make cream and took the profits elsewhere money grip
[00:58.17]As far as
[00:58.77]I'm concerned your ass best not slip
[01:00.60]Or get hit and injected with the truth to your vein
[01:03.24]And a sticker on your face that reads "GP the grain"
[01:05.88]You wonder where this ************t in my from recognition (what what what what what)
[01:08.58]You been out for years and ain't a mother****** mention
[01:10.95]Where that ************t came from instead you play dumb
[01:13.80]Stapleton invented you you ain't know son?
[01:16.26]A hundred grand for the head of thee imposter
[01:18.39]Description of his face hangin' on the roster
[01:20.58]Bring out the lie detector cause we beez the truth injector
[01:23.52]You better watch what you say in my
[01:25.41]Beretta Will be used for the first time straight out the box
[01:28.56]They dealt it to the
[01:29.34]Hudson by the
[01:29.94]Stapleton docks
[01:30.90]Poppy hit me with that ************t one time (no doubt) and let these ******s know
[01:34.62]Hook: GP forever ************ne as we illuminate and capture your state of mind
[01:38.43]It's like we try to tell you time after time
[01:40.50]You ******' with the raw
[01:40.77]Pop The Brown
[01:41.04]Hornet: The floor should of been empty because you against me
[01:44.40]Is like a grown man against a baby
[01:46.29]No way no how could you ****** with this
[01:48.63]Before I'm done with you you'll be on my ************t list
[01:51.42]Dead and stinkin' for even thinkin'
[01:53.07]You can pull off an upset please you don't pose near threat
[01:56.46]You're a stink bomb
[01:57.96]I'm comin'
[01:58.38]Stapleton style
[01:59.52]To blow up your whole profile
[02:01.32]My ************ggy ************ggy
[02:02.19]Shaolin style is so rugged
[02:03.87]MC's that like our identity try to dub it
[02:06.54]It can't be duplicated the way
[02:07.98]I situate it
[02:08.97]It's too complicated
[02:10.14]I get highly modivated
[02:11.25]It comes to battlin'
[02:12.51]MCs they start thinkin'
[02:14.10]I wonder the ******
[02:14.55]Pop with the blood clot drinkin'
[02:16.59]I hope it wasn't gas cause
[02:18.06]I'm about to get up in that ass
[02:20.19]You ****** with me first but
[02:21.06]I should of been the last
[02:22.11]Brother word to mother keep them feelings hurt
[02:24.60]Dealing with the lyrical expert
[02:26.37]Who don't give a hoot
[02:27.57]I'll be the first to shoot
[02:29.01]Deadly lyrics ironically raisin' dead spirits
[02:31.65]Rubbabandz:
[02:31.92]GP's comin' through call it a hostiel take over
[02:34.35]You on the hunt for our
[02:35.34]LP like Sean
[02:36.39]Connery on
[02:37.26]The Hunt For
[02:37.65]Red October
[02:38.58]Candy rappers dependin' on the power of a four leaf clover
[02:42.09]President and plus part owner
[02:43.89]Rubbabands got more fans than
[02:45.54]Barcelona
[02:46.50]You gettin' more record sales than me
[02:48.48]Chances are slim like tryin' to get a job on
[02:50.61]Wall Street with a diploma
[02:52.20]High school graduate just wasn't me
[02:54.96]So '93 be the year
[02:55.56]I sign up for my
[02:56.25]G.E.D. Takin' trades so
[02:57.81]I have something to fall back on
[02:59.37]So on a job interview this looks good
[03:01.62]Just in case our records don't sell, knock on wood
[03:04.47]My fault but that's just a wild and crazy thought
[03:06.99]Cause you know we goin' gold from like a month from when we drop
[03:09.54]Cause GP the grain is just so so hot
[03:12.09]To def get left in the dust we bust
[03:14.67]Real hip hop guarenteed platinum and plus
[03:24.78]Hook

作曲 : Barry, Booker, Briggs, Wilson
Intro: Hey what's up fam? (what's goin' down?)
Word to this
GP ************t right here nawmean? (1-2)
Turn my mic up.
We're comin' through until the next millenium. (word born no doubt)
Time to hit 'em with that ************t.
Down Low Reka:
Take flight thieves in the night hold ground
Swipe all belongings without making a sound
It's the Low
Down crystal clear with these vocals
My international skills train the locals
World wide, what make you think that you can hide from the darkside
****** runnin' from the sun it's a no win situation goin' up against gladiation
Now knowin' what you're facin'
Junelover:
Question what was you representin' back in the days it the grain over fades (I don't know)
Runnin' through my projects pickin' fresh cotton
Silly of you to think that
GP would be forgotten
You spoiled rotten you with the man is allowed you with temp you plotted
Ways to make cream and took the profits elsewhere money grip
As far as
I'm concerned your ass best not slip
Or get hit and injected with the truth to your vein
And a sticker on your face that reads "GP the grain"
You wonder where this ************t in my from recognition (what what what what what)
You been out for years and ain't a mother****** mention
Where that ************t came from instead you play dumb
Stapleton invented you you ain't know son?
A hundred grand for the head of thee imposter
Description of his face hangin' on the roster
Bring out the lie detector cause we beez the truth injector
You better watch what you say in my
Beretta Will be used for the first time straight out the box
They dealt it to the
Hudson by the
Stapleton docks
Poppy hit me with that ************t one time (no doubt) and let these ******s know
Hook: GP forever ************ne as we illuminate and capture your state of mind
It's like we try to tell you time after time
You ******' with the raw
Pop The Brown
Hornet: The floor should of been empty because you against me
Is like a grown man against a baby
No way no how could you ****** with this
Before I'm done with you you'll be on my ************t list
Dead and stinkin' for even thinkin'
You can pull off an upset please you don't pose near threat
You're a stink bomb
I'm comin'
Stapleton style
To blow up your whole profile
My ************ggy ************ggy
Shaolin style is so rugged
MC's that like our identity try to dub it
It can't be duplicated the way
I situate it
It's too complicated
I get highly modivated
It comes to battlin'
MCs they start thinkin'
I wonder the ******
Pop with the blood clot drinkin'
I hope it wasn't gas cause
I'm about to get up in that ass
You ****** with me first but
I should of been the last
Brother word to mother keep them feelings hurt
Dealing with the lyrical expert
Who don't give a hoot
I'll be the first to shoot
Deadly lyrics ironically raisin' dead spirits
Rubbabandz:
GP's comin' through call it a hostiel take over
You on the hunt for our
LP like Sean
Connery on
The Hunt For
Red October
Candy rappers dependin' on the power of a four leaf clover
President and plus part owner
Rubbabands got more fans than
Barcelona
You gettin' more record sales than me
Chances are slim like tryin' to get a job on
Wall Street with a diploma
High school graduate just wasn't me
So '93 be the year
I sign up for my
G.E.D. Takin' trades so
I have something to fall back on
So on a job interview this looks good
Just in case our records don't sell, knock on wood
My fault but that's just a wild and crazy thought
Cause you know we goin' gold from like a month from when we drop
Cause GP the grain is just so so hot
To def get left in the dust we bust
Real hip hop guarenteed platinum and plus
Hook