[00:00.00] 作词 : Jermaine Cole
[00:00.49] 作曲 : Jermaine Cole
[00:00.98]That was the warm up, that was the warm up, baby
[00:02.91]Aight, Elite, for real, one take, dawg, and I'm up outta here
[00:06.41]One, yup, yeah.
[00:11.06]Lord, please forgive me for my sinning
[00:13.30]I ain't saying that I'm finished, but I'm praying in advance
[00:16.15]Cause the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants
[00:18.60]Yeah, ball game
[00:19.44]I swear the hoes wasn't in my plans
[00:21.25]When a nigga took the chance and came to the big city
[00:23.95]My beat machine the only ****ing thing I had with me
[00:26.58]Like Bobby had Whitney, we was cooking up crack
[00:29.23]But them fifteen credits had a nigga off track
[00:31.84]Picture that, best rapper since Lil Wayne in classes
[00:34.69]The best bachelor since Bruce Wayne with his bachelor's
[00:37.43]But mastered this rap shit
[00:38.79]You hear the words coming from my lips bastards
[00:41.03]I never crack, I got that Chapstick
[00:42.77]I practiced till that shit made perfect
[00:44.86]And served it to the people on a silver platter
[00:46.88]Now where's the ladder?
[00:47.88]Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; I chose the latter
[00:50.70]Know you haters is pissed, hold your bladder though
[00:52.85]'Fore you get tossed like a forward lateral
[00:55.14]We never tattle, let God handle that
[00:57.07]Or let the mob handle that
[00:58.33]No Soprano, half black, half white; I'm a piano
[01:01.04]I'm an animal, my video on Discovery Channel
[01:03.67]I'm a beast when my shit hits the streets, these bitches cease to exist
[01:07.23]Like a beach in a tsunami, you'll find me in the Ville
[01:09.66]In the state of NC
[01:10.83]Bitch, if I ain't back home, I'm up in NYC
[01:13.57]'Bout that money probably like a ****ing robbery
[01:16.21]But I ain’t jacking
[01:17.16]I'm chasing dreams sort of like jeans, boy, I ain’t slacking
[01:19.75]I'm chasing dreams sort of like jeans, boy, I ain’t slacking
[01:22.44]Hey, take a hard look at my drive bitch, no hacking on my shit
[01:25.52]I'm straight smacking niggas, straight tagging niggas
[01:28.01]Yo, I freestyle and **** you niggas, ya'll be wilding and I'm out

作词 : Jermaine Cole
作曲 : Jermaine Cole
That was the warm up, that was the warm up, baby
Aight, Elite, for real, one take, dawg, and I'm up outta here
One, yup, yeah.
Lord, please forgive me for my sinning
I ain't saying that I'm finished, but I'm praying in advance
Cause the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants
Yeah, ball game
I swear the hoes wasn't in my plans
When a nigga took the chance and came to the big city
My beat machine the only ****ing thing I had with me
Like Bobby had Whitney, we was cooking up crack
But them fifteen credits had a nigga off track
Picture that, best rapper since Lil Wayne in classes
The best bachelor since Bruce Wayne with his bachelor's
But mastered this rap shit
You hear the words coming from my lips bastards
I never crack, I got that Chapstick
I practiced till that shit made perfect
And served it to the people on a silver platter
Now where's the ladder?
Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; I chose the latter
Know you haters is pissed, hold your bladder though
'Fore you get tossed like a forward lateral
We never tattle, let God handle that
Or let the mob handle that
No Soprano, half black, half white; I'm a piano
I'm an animal, my video on Discovery Channel
I'm a beast when my shit hits the streets, these bitches cease to exist
Like a beach in a tsunami, you'll find me in the Ville
In the state of NC
Bitch, if I ain't back home, I'm up in NYC
'Bout that money probably like a ****ing robbery
But I ain’t jacking
I'm chasing dreams sort of like jeans, boy, I ain’t slacking
I'm chasing dreams sort of like jeans, boy, I ain’t slacking
Hey, take a hard look at my drive bitch, no hacking on my shit
I'm straight smacking niggas, straight tagging niggas
Yo, I freestyle and **** you niggas, ya'll be wilding and I'm out