[00:00.00] 作词 : JPEGMAFIA
[00:00.00] 作曲 : JPEGMAFIA
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:04.61]It's real, it's real
[00:10.21](Coughing and mumbling)
[00:16.1]Yeah, uh
[00:18.48][Verse 1]
[00:18.92]You see me & you see terror (oh yeah)
[00:23.46]I got stripes like a flag bearer
[00:25.95]Peggy, Peggy, I'm the new young Mayweather
[00:28.1]I'm just trying to take hip-hop out the Drake era
[00:30.62] **** a mob
[00:31.59] **** a squad
[00:32.9] **** your mans and them
[00:33.26] You singing ass niggas don't know how to be men
[00:35.72]I hit your baby mama
[00:36.70] Gave that nigga a new tan
[00:38.18]I talk that greasy shit
[00:39.38]And hit them with a new dance
[00:40.62]Oh my god (oh)
[00:41.32]Peggy, Peggy
[00:42.32]You're so good
[00:43.23] **** whoever said you up you up to no good
[00:45.91]Cause I'm the man in the street
[00:49.3]The man with the beats
[00:49.48]And the man holding heat
[00:50.76]I drop bombs like I drop science (whoo)
[00:53.77]Drop a body off like a dropped client
[00:56.35]Drop 6
[00:56.96]Drop Top
[00:57.46]Drop FaceTime
[00:58.53] I give a **** about peace
[00:59.78]I spit hate crimes
[01:01.8] Who the **** you know could kill 'em with these cold lines?
[01:03.56]Young Peglord on the mic
[01:04.95] Nigga, it's go time
[01:06.14]I piss white boys off in my spare time
[01:08.64]Tugging at your heart I'm the black Ben Carson
[01:11.48]So try me if you really wanna
[01:13.87]No seriously (yeah)
[01:15.12]Try me if you really wanna
[01:16.30] Who the **** told you Peggy wasn't getting paid?
[01:18.64] I ****ed up with a bad b***h and catch a fade
[01:21.32][Hook]
[01:21.99]Swisher sweet (swisher sweet)
[01:22.90]Ain't nobody can **** with m
[01:23.96]Kill the beat (kill the beat)
[01:24.59]Backpackers they loving me
[01:26.21]Oh my god (god)
[01:27.7]OH GOD (oh god)
[01:29.88]Huh, huh
[01:31.35]Swisher sweet (swisher sweet)
[01:32.21]Ain't nobody can **** with m
[01:33.83]Kill the beat (kill the beat)
[01:34.75]Backpackers they loving me
[01:36.37]Oh my god (god)
[01:38.67]OH GOD (oh god)
[01:40.90][Verse 2]
[01:41.21]Uh, **** you **** ass b*****s that don't like ra
[01:44.5]But you rap
[01:45.4]How ****ing dumb is that
[01:46.81]B***h ass b*****s be too committed to the ac
[01:49.14]I know you wanna jock
[01:50.18]Imma take you off the atlas
[01:51.84]With your Indie ass
[01:54.11]And you Metacritic rappers don't get no pass
[01:56.50]You got these white girls singing
[01:58.9]These white girls singing
[01:59.22]But b*****s never feel you so you play it like you differen
[02:01.73]I'm a ****ing grave digge
[02:03.12]I don't see these boys
[02:04.22]You step in my sandbox
[02:05.41]You gon' see these toys
[02:06.71]You suburban ass b*****s need to stay in your plac
[02:09.2]No snaps, no tweets
[02:10.27]This is straight to your face
[02:11.52]**** 'e
[02:12.39]I bring death to any b***h that try to rattle m
[02:14.65]You casualties actually factually you ain't as bad as me
[02:17.4]B*****s say they charged u
[02:19.62]Imma drain your ****ing batter
[02:20.32]Split your ass in two and you still will never be half of me, Buster!
[02:22.22]**** your mo
[02:23.39]**** your squa
[02:23.90] **** your mans and them
[02:25.4]You indie b*****s just wanna be black me
[02:27.34]I've been real all my life
[02:28.27]You're like MC Ride
[02:29.61]Two crackers call your album "shit" and you let that slide, bitc
[02:32.34]Get the **** out of my genre, my genr
[02:35.22]Get the **** out of my genre, my genr
[02:37.64]Rich kids trying to go urban no shaman
[02:39.96]But this a new era
[02:41.25]I took hip-hop hostage, ****e
[02:43.9][Bridge]
[02:48.80]Life is like a box of chocolate
[02:53.55]Life is like a box of chocolate girls
[02:55.28](mumbling)
[02:58.89]Life is like a box of chocolate girls
[03:00.96]I don't want you in my world
[03:02.25]But these people
[03:03.18]****ing other b*****s' p***ie
[03:05.81]Let the bass hit 'em
[03:08.20]**** it, imma split 'e
[03:10.59]Kill a b***h for the ribbon
[03:12.89]Yeah, uh
[03:15.48][Verse 3]
[03:16.36]I don't get mad
[03:17.60]I get rich
[03:18.71]I don't get sad
[03:19.92]I get tips
[03:20.99]I'm not a waitress
[03:22.45]I'm not a waiter
[03:23.47]I don't
[03:24.18]Confer
[03:24.79]I just
[03:25.29]Counter, counter, counter
[03:26.18]Counter attack
[03:27.3]B***h I know you, know you, know yo
[03:28.29]Know you wanna react
[03:29.30]But you can't, but you can't, but you can't
[03:30.88]You can't
[03:32.2]You gon' dance, you gon' dance, you gon' dance
[03:33.98]You dance
[03:34.81]I hear your Hotline Blinging
[03:35.78]Got a whole generation of b***h niggas singin
[03:39.53]B*****s don't even know what they want no mor
[03:42.19]No

作词 : JPEGMAFIA
作曲 : JPEGMAFIA
It's real, it's real
(Coughing and mumbling)
Yeah, uh
You see me & you see terror (oh yeah)
I got stripes like a flag bearer
Peggy, Peggy, I'm the new young Mayweather
I'm just trying to take hip-hop out the Drake era
**** a mob
**** a squad
**** your mans and them
You singing ass niggas don't know how to be men
I hit your baby mama
Gave that nigga a new tan
I talk that greasy shit
And hit them with a new dance
Oh my god (oh)
Peggy, Peggy
You're so good
**** whoever said you up you up to no good
Cause I'm the man in the street
The man with the beats
And the man holding heat
I drop bombs like I drop science (whoo)
Drop a body off like a dropped client
Drop 6
Drop Top
Drop FaceTime
I give a **** about peace
I spit hate crimes
Who the **** you know could kill 'em with these cold lines?
Young Peglord on the mic
Nigga, it's go time
I piss white boys off in my spare time
Tugging at your heart I'm the black Ben Carson
So try me if you really wanna
No seriously (yeah)
Try me if you really wanna
Who the **** told you Peggy wasn't getting paid?
I ****ed up with a bad b***h and catch a fade
Swisher sweet (swisher sweet)
Ain't nobody can **** with m
Kill the beat (kill the beat)
Backpackers they loving me
Oh my god (god)
OH GOD (oh god)
Huh, huh
Swisher sweet (swisher sweet)
Ain't nobody can **** with m
Kill the beat (kill the beat)
Backpackers they loving me
Oh my god (god)
OH GOD (oh god)
Uh, **** you **** ass b*****s that don't like ra
But you rap
How ****ing dumb is that
B***h ass b*****s be too committed to the ac
I know you wanna jock
Imma take you off the atlas
With your Indie ass
And you Metacritic rappers don't get no pass
You got these white girls singing
These white girls singing
But b*****s never feel you so you play it like you differen
I'm a ****ing grave digge
I don't see these boys
You step in my sandbox
You gon' see these toys
You suburban ass b*****s need to stay in your plac
No snaps, no tweets
This is straight to your face
**** 'e
I bring death to any b***h that try to rattle m
You casualties actually factually you ain't as bad as me
B*****s say they charged u
Imma drain your ****ing batter
Split your ass in two and you still will never be half of me, Buster!
**** your mo
**** your squa
**** your mans and them
You indie b*****s just wanna be black me
I've been real all my life
You're like MC Ride
Two crackers call your album "shit" and you let that slide, bitc
Get the **** out of my genre, my genr
Get the **** out of my genre, my genr
Rich kids trying to go urban no shaman
But this a new era
I took hip-hop hostage, ****e
Life is like a box of chocolate
Life is like a box of chocolate girls
(mumbling)
Life is like a box of chocolate girls
I don't want you in my world
But these people
****ing other b*****s' p***ie
Let the bass hit 'em
**** it, imma split 'e
Kill a b***h for the ribbon
Yeah, uh
I don't get mad
I get rich
I don't get sad
I get tips
I'm not a waitress
I'm not a waiter
I don't
Confer
I just
Counter, counter, counter
Counter attack
B***h I know you, know you, know yo
Know you wanna react
But you can't, but you can't, but you can't
You can't
You gon' dance, you gon' dance, you gon' dance
You dance
I hear your Hotline Blinging
Got a whole generation of b***h niggas singin
B*****s don't even know what they want no mor
No