[00:00.00] 作词 : Little Brother
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Little Brother
[00:10.08][Intro: Phonte]
[00:10.53]Uh, them ain't the real drums
[00:11.91]Them ain't the real drums
[00:32.07]Uh, nigga, them ain't the real drums
[00:36.36]We tricked you, we tricked you, we tricked you
[00:40.41]It's Little Brother
[00:41.04]Phonte, Big Pooh, 9th Wonder
[00:42.84]My nigga Big Treal from the QC
[00:44.07]That's how we doin it
[00:46.17]We had y'all fooled on that first part, I know we did
[00:49.02]Let's get it goin, check it out
[00:50.01][Verse 1: Phonte]
[00:50.76]They never shoulda told me to rhyme on this
[00:52.77]Get real, LB and Big Treal form unholy alliances
[00:57.00]Solely for the purpose of rhyming it's
[00:59.01]Recommended you keep your eye on this
[01:01.05]Cause, I am this MC wit an iron fist
[01:03.84]That, hammers out each style that I've invented
[01:06.87]Hammers out each flow that I've presented
[01:09.51]A soldier for my squad like I enlisted
[01:12.33]HOJ still swingin the guillotine
[01:14.58]From here to the Philippines, it's just as I intended
[01:17.64]Muh'****ers still say they ain't feelin me
[01:19.98]You niggas is killin me, it's just as I envisioned
[01:23.43]And just as I have bended my flow over this track like contortionists
[01:27.96]I ain't even gotta drop no more bars for this
[01:30.57]Better dodge the draft, you don't want no war with this, c'mon!
[01:33.48][Hook: Phonte]
[01:33.78](It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
[01:36.72]I see you niggas tryna cross that line
[01:38.94](Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
[01:42.18]But I ain't finna let you steal my shine
[01:44.28](It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
[01:47.64]I see you niggas tryna cross that line
[01:49.83](Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
[01:53.10]But I ain't finna let you steal my shine
[01:54.93][Verse 2: Big Treal]
[01:55.68](Big Treal!) I'm way better than these nigga heifers
[01:57.72]Matter of fact, nearly deffer than most these rap chaps
[02:01.35]Matter of fact, nigga special, this standard scraps
[02:03.51]Stamped razors and a fitted, call me handicapped
[02:06.15]Nigga gon' stroll me up? Shit
[02:08.28]I am well above average when a fugitive stick
[02:10.92]In other words, when it comes to fisticuffs, I ain't missed the bus
[02:14.22]So I am quick to leave a nigga dick deep in the dust
[02:17.16]I'm a hard act to follow, nigga can call me Sato
[02:19.95]Cause the flow black rain, stack change like the lotto
[02:22.65]Hold the world like Apollo till the world holler bravo
[02:25.32]Spanish girls call me Vato, chicks call my dick Ralo
[02:28.08]Pricks I'm the shit, swallow these pills filled with Treal
[02:30.87]And 'Te and Pooh's rep stay huge as baby blue
[02:33.63]You hating dudes ain't got a clue, don't be mad at me
[02:36.60]Your rap's catastrophe from a lack of strategy
[02:38.85][Hook: (Phonte) Big Treal]
[02:39.36](It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
[02:42.15]I see you niggas tryna cross that line
[02:44.37](Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
[02:47.52]But I ain't finna let you steal my shine
[02:49.74](It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
[02:53.07]I see you niggas tryna cross that line
[02:55.26](Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
[02:58.47]But I ain't finna let you steal my shine
[03:00.27][Verse 3: Rapper Big Pooh]
[03:00.84]Check, you in the presence of one of the greats
[03:03.51]Ask niggas from state to state, they say "Rapper"
[03:06.81]I'm in the midst of your hoes chit-chatter
[03:09.12]Glassjaw niggas get shattered; I'm not flattered
[03:12.27]Fried-chicken niggas get battered
[03:14.34]Then laced with a garnish too, served on a platter, HOT!
[03:17.79]Right here if you want it or not
[03:19.65]Got a mean 16 that came off the top
[03:22.62]Ain't have no dough, walked off the lot
[03:25.14]Came back next week and cop, I got some old shit
[03:28.50]So when I go to the lab, I let my soul spit
[03:31.29]I'm light years in front of my foes
[03:33.51]My Chi-Town niggas be like, "Pooh, you so cold"
[03:36.48]In H-Town, they be like "Poobie gettin throwed"
[03:38.85]Wool parka trench draped down to the flo'
[03:41.70]We the trillest muh'****ers in the South, yee ain't know?!
[03:44.13][Hook 2X: (Phonte) Rapper Big Pooh]
[03:44.82](It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
[03:47.64]I see you niggas tryna cross that line
[03:49.83](Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
[03:53.07]But I ain't bout to let you steal my shine
[03:55.23](It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
[03:58.59]I see you niggas tryna cross that line
[04:00.75](Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
[04:03.96]But I ain't bout to let you steal my shine
[04:05.85][Outro: Rapper Big Pooh]
[04:07.92]Cheah, I'mma get on some of that
[04:09.39]Some of that, some of that little kid shit
[04:11.22]I'ma, I'ma draw that line in the mother****in sand
[04:14.10]Or that line in the dirt, wherever you at
[04:16.17]I'mma draw that line, be like "I dare you to cross that line nigga!"
[04:19.11]"I DARE YOU to cross that line, I DARE YOU!"
[04:23.19]Or I'ma get on that
[04:24.21]Put a stick on my shoulder and be like "Knock that shit off!"
[04:26.43]Huh? Hahahaha...

作词 : Little Brother
作曲 : Little Brother
Uh, them ain't the real drums
Them ain't the real drums
Uh, nigga, them ain't the real drums
We tricked you, we tricked you, we tricked you
It's Little Brother
Phonte, Big Pooh, 9th Wonder
My nigga Big Treal from the QC
That's how we doin it
We had y'all fooled on that first part, I know we did
Let's get it goin, check it out
They never shoulda told me to rhyme on this
Get real, LB and Big Treal form unholy alliances
Solely for the purpose of rhyming it's
Recommended you keep your eye on this
Cause, I am this MC wit an iron fist
That, hammers out each style that I've invented
Hammers out each flow that I've presented
A soldier for my squad like I enlisted
HOJ still swingin the guillotine
From here to the Philippines, it's just as I intended
Muh'****ers still say they ain't feelin me
You niggas is killin me, it's just as I envisioned
And just as I have bended my flow over this track like contortionists
I ain't even gotta drop no more bars for this
Better dodge the draft, you don't want no war with this, c'mon!
(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
I see you niggas tryna cross that line
(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
But I ain't finna let you steal my shine
(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
I see you niggas tryna cross that line
(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
But I ain't finna let you steal my shine
(Big Treal!) I'm way better than these nigga heifers
Matter of fact, nearly deffer than most these rap chaps
Matter of fact, nigga special, this standard scraps
Stamped razors and a fitted, call me handicapped
Nigga gon' stroll me up? Shit
I am well above average when a fugitive stick
In other words, when it comes to fisticuffs, I ain't missed the bus
So I am quick to leave a nigga dick deep in the dust
I'm a hard act to follow, nigga can call me Sato
Cause the flow black rain, stack change like the lotto
Hold the world like Apollo till the world holler bravo
Spanish girls call me Vato, chicks call my dick Ralo
Pricks I'm the shit, swallow these pills filled with Treal
And 'Te and Pooh's rep stay huge as baby blue
You hating dudes ain't got a clue, don't be mad at me
Your rap's catastrophe from a lack of strategy
(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
I see you niggas tryna cross that line
(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
But I ain't finna let you steal my shine
(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
I see you niggas tryna cross that line
(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
But I ain't finna let you steal my shine
Check, you in the presence of one of the greats
Ask niggas from state to state, they say "Rapper"
I'm in the midst of your hoes chit-chatter
Glassjaw niggas get shattered; I'm not flattered
Fried-chicken niggas get battered
Then laced with a garnish too, served on a platter, HOT!
Right here if you want it or not
Got a mean 16 that came off the top
Ain't have no dough, walked off the lot
Came back next week and cop, I got some old shit
So when I go to the lab, I let my soul spit
I'm light years in front of my foes
My Chi-Town niggas be like, "Pooh, you so cold"
In H-Town, they be like "Poobie gettin throwed"
Wool parka trench draped down to the flo'
We the trillest muh'****ers in the South, yee ain't know?!
(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
I see you niggas tryna cross that line
(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
But I ain't bout to let you steal my shine
(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)
I see you niggas tryna cross that line
(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)
But I ain't bout to let you steal my shine
Cheah, I'mma get on some of that
Some of that, some of that little kid shit
I'ma, I'ma draw that line in the mother****in sand
Or that line in the dirt, wherever you at
I'mma draw that line, be like "I dare you to cross that line nigga!"
"I DARE YOU to cross that line, I DARE YOU!"
Or I'ma get on that
Put a stick on my shoulder and be like "Knock that shit off!"
Huh? Hahahaha...