[00:00.000] 作词 : Dennis D. Coles/Michael Woodrow Jackson/Daniel Dumile Thompson
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Dennis D. Coles/Michael Woodrow Jackson/Daniel Dumile Thompson
[00:00.000](兩苦相逢)
[00:07.600]
[00:07.660]War, we run these streets like a renegade
[00:10.820]Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
[00:13.510]Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
[00:15.920]Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
[00:18.010]War, we run these streets like a renegade
[00:21.270]Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
[00:23.860]Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
[00:26.310]Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
[00:28.120]
[00:28.200]Aiyo, what up homie, it's Tony, revenge is so sweet
[00:30.960]And I move with artillery, roaming the streets
[00:33.550]My guns is ginormous, bullets is heatseeking
[00:36.190]Big Brother got the eye on me, I watch how I'm speaking
[00:38.830]And I move like a porn star in charm school
[00:41.310]I stick everything I see, but I only take jewels
[00:43.890]And cash rules, pills and that cocaine powder
[00:46.510]I ain't a man, I'm a killer, obsessed with power
[00:49.090]And revenge, I don't need friends and shiesty activities
[00:51.890]Move alone through the City that they call Liberty
[00:54.370]And trust nobody but my bullets and my shotty
[00:57.160]Carjack a fool twist his limbs like pilates
[00:59.860]Ox' him, buck 50 stitch him, Chinatown Wars
[01:02.600]I chop 'em up like rice in the kitchen
[01:04.660]It's a bad decision, starting beef with the butcher
[01:07.270]He ain't a bleeder, I pop him son, your man is a gusher
[01:09.830]
[01:10.150]War, we run these streets like a renegade
[01:13.360]Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
[01:16.000]Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
[01:18.450]Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
[01:20.620]War, we run these streets like a renegade
[01:23.860]Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
[01:26.420]Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
[01:28.850]Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
[01:30.860]
[01:30.970]Clap on, clap off
[01:33.740]Fake *** street thugs, either need to ax off, or cough
[01:37.050]Feel 'em, Metal Finger steel drum
[01:39.140]Clean the sidewalk with him, talk shit to real scu
[01:41.860]Of the earth, take it with a shovelful
[01:44.390]Main character, super villain, lovable
[01:46.900]And don a mask like a crown of thorns
[01:49.540]Blow your horn and get pounded out by the boring
[01:52.200](I take your order) let me get one wing
[01:54.320]Any king that bring this sting for Chung King
[01:57.320]No change, no stranger to gats
[01:59.730]Took notice, what so strange is no cats
[02:02.600]Dogs is wars, dud luck, draw straws
[02:05.210]**** the boss, drowned on blood and duck sauc
[02:07.850]Stuck the enemy, a wack deal caper
[02:10.100]For racks of fake Fendi and stacks of real paper
[02:12.680]
[02:12.820]War, we run these streets like a renegade
[02:15.950]Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
[02:18.540]Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
[02:20.970]Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
[02:23.110]War, we run these streets like a renegade
[02:26.400]Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
[02:29.060]Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
[02:31.390]Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
[02:33.400]
[02:33.430]Yo, it's a manhunt, my mentality's militia
[02:35.930]If my four-fifth had lips, I'd make it French kiss ya
[02:38.620]Cuz no mission's impossible, I carry my Wu-Tang sword
[02:41.940]On my back, and attack all obstacles
[02:44.290]Burnt down buildings, avenging my father's death
[02:46.720]A store for ransom, and snatch your crystal meth
[02:49.000]I pillage, my warpath is unpredictable
[02:51.790]Leave 'em dead on arrival, broke up or critical
[02:54.350]
[02:54.480]War nine, frying swine to pork rinds
[02:57.250]For trying to walk the fine line, thoughts flying
[02:59.940]Had more fun with a crooked rookie
[03:02.290]Went for his gun, cracked his skull like a fortune cookie
[03:05.140]A mind reader, find out, speak, freaks bow
[03:07.910]With the nine heater, beat feet and smile now
[03:10.570]Ten paces, about face, chase me
[03:12.790]We make it sound crazy than a case of M-80's
[03:15.200]

作词 : Dennis D. Coles/Michael Woodrow Jackson/Daniel Dumile Thompson
作曲 : Dennis D. Coles/Michael Woodrow Jackson/Daniel Dumile Thompson
(兩苦相逢)
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
Aiyo, what up homie, it's Tony, revenge is so sweet
And I move with artillery, roaming the streets
My guns is ginormous, bullets is heatseeking
Big Brother got the eye on me, I watch how I'm speaking
And I move like a porn star in charm school
I stick everything I see, but I only take jewels
And cash rules, pills and that cocaine powder
I ain't a man, I'm a killer, obsessed with power
And revenge, I don't need friends and shiesty activities
Move alone through the City that they call Liberty
And trust nobody but my bullets and my shotty
Carjack a fool twist his limbs like pilates
Ox' him, buck 50 stitch him, Chinatown Wars
I chop 'em up like rice in the kitchen
It's a bad decision, starting beef with the butcher
He ain't a bleeder, I pop him son, your man is a gusher
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
Clap on, clap off
Fake *** street thugs, either need to ax off, or cough
Feel 'em, Metal Finger steel drum
Clean the sidewalk with him, talk shit to real scu
Of the earth, take it with a shovelful
Main character, super villain, lovable
And don a mask like a crown of thorns
Blow your horn and get pounded out by the boring
(I take your order) let me get one wing
Any king that bring this sting for Chung King
No change, no stranger to gats
Took notice, what so strange is no cats
Dogs is wars, dud luck, draw straws
**** the boss, drowned on blood and duck sauc
Stuck the enemy, a wack deal caper
For racks of fake Fendi and stacks of real paper
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
Yo, it's a manhunt, my mentality's militia
If my four-fifth had lips, I'd make it French kiss ya
Cuz no mission's impossible, I carry my Wu-Tang sword
On my back, and attack all obstacles
Burnt down buildings, avenging my father's death
A store for ransom, and snatch your crystal meth
I pillage, my warpath is unpredictable
Leave 'em dead on arrival, broke up or critical
War nine, frying swine to pork rinds
For trying to walk the fine line, thoughts flying
Had more fun with a crooked rookie
Went for his gun, cracked his skull like a fortune cookie
A mind reader, find out, speak, freaks bow
With the nine heater, beat feet and smile now
Ten paces, about face, chase me
We make it sound crazy than a case of M-80's