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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Barry, Booker, Briggs
[00:02.43]Forty individuals
[00:05.19]Keep it on the low?
[00:06.66]Keep it on the low, aiiight
[00:07.86]Yo, yo, yo, uh, uh, uh, word up [Rubberbands]
[00:19.80]Yo with your departure let's start the execution
[00:22.29]Seems like everybody rappin's robbin and shootin
[00:24.90]Talkin real cheap
[00:26.13]I got a record deal just to get away from the streets
[00:28.98]******s stuck up ******t's creek with no way to escape
[00:31.47]When we bombard ******s get stomped hard like wine grapes
[00:35.01]What the ****** you thought,
[00:35.52]G.P. connects when
[00:36.57]Majority of these rap cats don't even get a grin
[00:39.09]Never paid dues, actin like they vets on my set
[00:41.64]Til they get a reality check, ******s still wet
[00:44.52]Behind the ears in this rap ******t
[00:46.26]Get blown off the face of the
[00:47.58]Earth by the
[00:48.33]G.P. click [Down Low Recka]
[00:49.11]Whoever wrote the book on hip hop we revised it
[00:51.69]Now adapt to the
[00:52.47]Shaolin chapter
[00:53.52]The non-fiction, number one bestseller
[00:55.92]Project award winner (Two gats up)
[00:58.23]Yeah, it's obvious you the sloppiest
[01:00.45]Got a glass forehead so you're bad when you copy this
[01:03.51]You could say we live for the winter
[01:05.28]Ain't no shorts taken, veterans, no beginners
[01:08.01]Constant winner, a born sinner
[01:09.87]Make you think your style is thinner
[01:11.58]You're too pary to carry
[01:12.66]A microphone across stage knowin that
[01:14.94]I'm on the other side
[01:15.99]Ready to conquer and divide
[01:17.55]Holdin mine comes natural
[01:19.41]Formin rhymes outta thoughts with smoke and nails
[01:22.08]A real ****** never tells
[01:23.55]Real ******s know that fake ******s gel
[01:25.86]Get bugged, don't blow, perishable
[01:27.90]MCs got blinders on
[01:29.55]Leadin themselves into the storm
[01:31.44]It's the power of
[01:32.22]God, PG, Parental
[01:33.84]Guidance G.
[01:34.80]P., unmistakably the finest [June Luva]
[01:36.63]Non-commercial, universal, hip hop assassinator
[01:39.84]Track killer, premeditated murder
[01:42.33]May the force be with you
[01:43.47]When you go up against this record sellin burglar
[01:45.90]Darth Vader
[01:46.65]Hit you up somethin terror
[01:48.30]And I make you wish you never heard of a
[01:50.04]Gladiator
[01:50.91]Secret spies tryin to steal
[01:52.20]Grain data
[01:52.98]Hit em up with the steel, get the jackulator [Pop The Brown Hornet]
[02:00.57]Ill fanatic, leave em con beat and battered
[02:03.03]They all look at
[02:03.87]R, another hip hop star
[02:05.31]Brown Hornet,
[02:06.06]I got MCs cornered like a rat
[02:07.86]I hit a homerun everytime up to bat
[02:10.05]You could read about it, talk about it, ain't no doubt about it
[02:13.56]I get amped when shows are crowded
[02:15.06]So come support me hold down the fort
[02:17.40]I score everytime
[02:18.39]I touch a hip hop court
[02:19.53]Watch me dunk on em, then hit a three on em
[02:21.93]Yo he a punk,
[02:22.59]I knock him out and then
[02:23.43]I pee on him
[02:24.84]Verbal gymnastic master tactics
[02:27.36]******s styles is softer than a sixty dollar mattress
[02:29.43]But I refuse to bend,
[02:30.39]I intend to explore the top ten
[02:32.13]Don't try to ***sexyze or comprehend
[02:34.14]Accept it,
[02:34.86]G.P. connected
[02:36.36]******s run for the bomb but
[02:37.59]Shaolin style's intercepted it
[02:39.15]Have no fear the foundation's here
[02:41.16]Lettin party-goers know that we truly do care
[02:43.62]It's not all guns and violence, we like to ****** to try to act conservative
[02:47.37]We love when
[02:47.82]Johnny buck-buck [Rubberbands]
[02:48.78]Lyrical combat better watch your ass son
[02:51.57]I ******nes pretty like a double four
[02:52.95]Magnum The impact from the gat goes boom
[02:55.77]So when I'm speakin
[02:56.82]I appreciate the room
[02:58.47]My character erupt like a ******
[03:00.75]I'm stressed, baby and
[03:01.83]I'm down on my last trigger
[03:03.21]One in the chamber, nothin's gonna change the
[03:05.46]Infrared dot to your skull meaning danger
[03:07.92]Duck, boom-pow, it's too late you're caught
[03:10.32]What, raise up and act like you want it
[03:12.87]I didn't think so ******, you're ****** with a major
[03:15.66]Even X-Men couldn't save ya
[03:17.67]Yup I'm a new bad boy
[03:18.84]New York stalker
[03:19.89]Crash MCs, they need therapy, then a walker
[03:22.53]Fast talker, do the knowledge
[03:24.27]I lost ya
[03:24.69]Justice prevailed, ****** around and who crossed ya [June Luva]
[03:31.83]This is not a test
[03:33.39]Hip hop is in a real state of emergency
[03:35.64]If this had been a test you would not be bearing witness to the hip hop saviors
[03:39.81]June Luva,
[03:40.62]Pop The Brown
[03:41.40]Hornet, Rubberbands and
[03:42.81]Down Low Recka
[03:43.68]We now advise you to pump this loud
[03:58.17]As we return to our regularly scheduled programmin
text lyrics
作曲 : Barry, Booker, Briggs
Forty individuals
Keep it on the low?
Keep it on the low, aiiight
Yo, yo, yo, uh, uh, uh, word up
Yo with your departure let's start the execution
Seems like everybody rappin's robbin and shootin
Talkin real cheap
I got a record deal just to get away from the streets
******s stuck up ******t's creek with no way to escape
When we bombard ******s get stomped hard like wine grapes
What the ****** you thought,
G.P. connects when
Majority of these rap cats don't even get a grin
Never paid dues, actin like they vets on my set
Til they get a reality check, ******s still wet
Behind the ears in this rap ******t
Get blown off the face of the
Earth by the
G.P. click
Whoever wrote the book on hip hop we revised it
Now adapt to the
Shaolin chapter
The non-fiction, number one bestseller
Project award winner (Two gats up)
Yeah, it's obvious you the sloppiest
Got a glass forehead so you're bad when you copy this
You could say we live for the winter
Ain't no shorts taken, veterans, no beginners
Constant winner, a born sinner
Make you think your style is thinner
You're too pary to carry
A microphone across stage knowin that
I'm on the other side
Ready to conquer and divide
Holdin mine comes natural
Formin rhymes outta thoughts with smoke and nails
A real ****** never tells
Real ******s know that fake ******s gel
Get bugged, don't blow, perishable
MCs got blinders on
Leadin themselves into the storm
It's the power of
God, PG, Parental
Guidance G.
P., unmistakably the finest
Non-commercial, universal, hip hop assassinator
Track killer, premeditated murder
May the force be with you
When you go up against this record sellin burglar
Darth Vader
Hit you up somethin terror
And I make you wish you never heard of a
Gladiator
Secret spies tryin to steal
Grain data
Hit em up with the steel, get the jackulator
Ill fanatic, leave em con beat and battered
They all look at
R, another hip hop star
Brown Hornet,
I got MCs cornered like a rat
I hit a homerun everytime up to bat
You could read about it, talk about it, ain't no doubt about it
I get amped when shows are crowded
So come support me hold down the fort
I score everytime
I touch a hip hop court
Watch me dunk on em, then hit a three on em
Yo he a punk,
I knock him out and then
I pee on him
Verbal gymnastic master tactics
******s styles is softer than a sixty dollar mattress
But I refuse to bend,
I intend to explore the top ten
Don't try to ***sexyze or comprehend
Accept it,
G.P. connected
******s run for the bomb but
Shaolin style's intercepted it
Have no fear the foundation's here
Lettin party-goers know that we truly do care
It's not all guns and violence, we like to ****** to try to act conservative
We love when
Johnny buck-buck
Lyrical combat better watch your ass son
I ******nes pretty like a double four
Magnum The impact from the gat goes boom
So when I'm speakin
I appreciate the room
My character erupt like a ******
I'm stressed, baby and
I'm down on my last trigger
One in the chamber, nothin's gonna change the
Infrared dot to your skull meaning danger
Duck, boom-pow, it's too late you're caught
What, raise up and act like you want it
I didn't think so ******, you're ****** with a major
Even X-Men couldn't save ya
Yup I'm a new bad boy
New York stalker
Crash MCs, they need therapy, then a walker
Fast talker, do the knowledge
I lost ya
Justice prevailed, ****** around and who crossed ya
This is not a test
Hip hop is in a real state of emergency
If this had been a test you would not be bearing witness to the hip hop saviors
June Luva,
Pop The Brown
Hornet, Rubberbands and
Down Low Recka
We now advise you to pump this loud
As we return to our regularly scheduled programmin