Song | Road to the Riches |
Artist | Kool G Rap & DJ Polo |
Album | Road to the Riches |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : DJ Polo, Kool G Rap | |
[00:02.99] | DJ Polo, Kool G Rap |
[00:44.39] | Verse One: |
[00:45.33] | When I was five years old |
[00:46.36] | I realized there was a road |
[00:47.66] | At the end |
[00:48.43] | I will win lots of pots of gold |
[00:50.61] | Never took a break, never made a mistake |
[00:52.83] | Took time to create cos there's money to make |
[00:54.84] | To be a billionaire takes hard work for years |
[00:57.20] | Some nights |
[00:57.95] | I shedded tears while |
[00:59.00] | I sent up prayers |
[00:59.95] | Been through hard times, even worked part time |
[01:01.98] | In a keyfood store sweepin floors for dimes |
[01:04.52] | I was sort of a porter takin the next man's order |
[01:07.08] | Breakin my back for a shack for headquarters |
[01:09.43] | All my manpower for four bucks an hour |
[01:11.95] | Took the time, |
[01:13.04] | I wrote rhymes in the shower |
[01:14.29] | Shoes are scoffed cos the road gets rough |
[01:16.70] | But I'ma rock it til my pockets ain't stuffed enough |
[01:18.94] | All the freaks wouldn't speak cos my checks was weak |
[01:21.40] | They would turn the other cheek so |
[01:22.69] | I started to seek |
[01:23.81] | A way to get a play, and maybe one day |
[01:26.10] | I'll be performin up a storm for a decent pay |
[01:28.58] | No matter how it seems |
[01:29.99] | I always kept the dream |
[01:31.06] | All the girlies scream and suckas get creamed |
[01:33.45] | Dreamed about it for five years straight |
[01:35.90] | Finally I got a break and cut my first plate |
[01:38.35] | The road ain't yellow and there ain't no witches |
[01:40.70] | My name is |
[01:41.46] | Kool G Rap, |
[01:42.00] | I'm on the road to the riches |
[01:52.10] | Verse Two: |
[01:52.89] | I used to stand on the block sellin cooked up rock |
[01:55.13] | Money bustin out my sock cos |
[01:56.47] | I really would clock |
[01:57.59] | They were for kind of fiends bringin jackets and jeans |
[01:59.96] | Magazines, anything, just to hustle for beans |
[02:02.33] | The cash was comin fast, money grew like grass |
[02:04.68] | People hungry for the blast that don't even last |
[02:07.09] | Didn't want to be involved but the money will getcha |
[02:09.59] | Gettin richer and richer, the police took my picture |
[02:12.04] | But I still supplied, some people |
[02:13.77] | I knew died |
[02:14.41] | Murders and homicides for bottles of suicide |
[02:16.92] | Money, jewelry, livin like a star |
[02:19.09] | And I wasn't too far from a |
[02:20.35] | Jaguar car |
[02:21.84] | In a small-time casino, the town's |
[02:23.54] | Al Pacino |
[02:24.43] | For all of the girls, the pretty boy |
[02:25.76] | Valentino |
[02:26.49] | I shot up stores and |
[02:27.62] | I kicked down doors |
[02:29.03] | Collecting scars from little neighborhood wars |
[02:31.36] | Many legs |
[02:32.02] | I broke, many necks |
[02:33.52] | I choked And if provoked |
[02:34.86] | I let the pistol smoke |
[02:36.21] | Loyal members in a crew now down with the game |
[02:38.41] | Sellin nickels and dimes, sunshine or rain |
[02:40.88] | What I had was bad from my shoes to my pad |
[02:43.14] | In the first time in my life loanin money to dad |
[02:45.65] | Now the table's turned and my lifestyle switches |
[02:48.06] | My name is |
[02:48.73] | Kool G Rap, |
[02:49.24] | I'm on the road to the riches |
[02:59.87] | Verse Three: |
[03:00.40] | A thug a-mugs? for drugs, he eventually bugs |
[03:02.97] | Lookin for crack on carpets and rugs ? |
[03:05.12] | The squealers tells? but the dealer still sells |
[03:07.75] | Little spoiled kids inheritin oil wells |
[03:09.94] | I was the type on the opposite side |
[03:12.17] | Of smokin the pipe, in a beef |
[03:13.80] | I got hype |
[03:14.53] | Cos rags to riches switches men to witches |
[03:17.51] | Become stitches, body bags in ditches |
[03:19.37] | Bloodshed, |
[03:20.50] | I painted the town red |
[03:21.95] | People fled as |
[03:23.23] | I put a dread's head to bed |
[03:24.68] | That mean's dead, in other words deceased |
[03:26.85] | Face got erased, bullets got released |
[03:29.22] | Bombs were planted, the kids were kidnapped |
[03:31.63] | In fact that was a way to get back |
[03:34.05] | At enemies who tried to clock |
[03:36.22] | G's on my block, now they forever knock |
[03:38.48] | Z's Plans of rampages went for ages |
[03:41.09] | Some got knocked and locked inside cages |
[03:43.71] | Some bit the dust for crumbs and crusts |
[03:46.00] | In God We |
[03:46.73] | Trust, now rots to rust |
[03:48.40] | Plus caps to cops, policeman drops |
[03:50.66] | You blew off his top when the pistol went pop |
[03:53.05] | Troopers, soldiers, rollin like boulders |
[03:55.62] | Eyes of hate and their hearts get colder |
[03:57.99] | Some young male put in jail |
[04:00.38] | His lawyer so good his bail is on sale |
[04:02.59] | Lookin at the hourglass, how long can this power last? |
[04:05.28] | Longer than my song but he already fell |
[04:07.38] | He likes to eat hardy, party |
[04:09.62] | Be like John |
[04:10.40] | Gotti, and drive a |
[04:12.21] | Maserati Rough in the ghetto, but in jail he's |
[04:14.50] | Jello Mellow, yellow fellow, tell or hell, hello |
[04:17.27] | One court date can turn an outlaw to an inmate |
[04:20.09] | But just ?stay?, ship him upstate by the |
[04:22.15] | Great Lakes |
[04:22.68] | And than a-wait and wait and wait |
[04:24.35] | Til he breaks, that's all it takes |
[04:26.55] | So he fakes to be a man, but he can't stand |
[04:28.97] | On his own two feet because now he's in a new land |
[04:31.80] | Rules are different and so is life |
[04:33.89] | When you think with a shank, talk with a knife |
[04:36.23] | Not my lifestyle so |
[04:37.72] | I made a U-turn |
[04:38.57] | More money |
[04:39.30] | I earn, more money to burn |
[04:40.95] | Pushin all buttons, pullin all switches |
[04:43.59] | My name is |
[04:44.33] | G. Rap, I'm on the road to the riches |
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zuo ci : DJ Polo, Kool G Rap | |
[00:02.99] | DJ Polo, Kool G Rap |
[00:44.39] | Verse One: |
[00:45.33] | When I was five years old |
[00:46.36] | I realized there was a road |
[00:47.66] | At the end |
[00:48.43] | I will win lots of pots of gold |
[00:50.61] | Never took a break, never made a mistake |
[00:52.83] | Took time to create cos there' s money to make |
[00:54.84] | To be a billionaire takes hard work for years |
[00:57.20] | Some nights |
[00:57.95] | I shedded tears while |
[00:59.00] | I sent up prayers |
[00:59.95] | Been through hard times, even worked part time |
[01:01.98] | In a keyfood store sweepin floors for dimes |
[01:04.52] | I was sort of a porter takin the next man' s order |
[01:07.08] | Breakin my back for a shack for headquarters |
[01:09.43] | All my manpower for four bucks an hour |
[01:11.95] | Took the time, |
[01:13.04] | I wrote rhymes in the shower |
[01:14.29] | Shoes are scoffed cos the road gets rough |
[01:16.70] | But I' ma rock it til my pockets ain' t stuffed enough |
[01:18.94] | All the freaks wouldn' t speak cos my checks was weak |
[01:21.40] | They would turn the other cheek so |
[01:22.69] | I started to seek |
[01:23.81] | A way to get a play, and maybe one day |
[01:26.10] | I' ll be performin up a storm for a decent pay |
[01:28.58] | No matter how it seems |
[01:29.99] | I always kept the dream |
[01:31.06] | All the girlies scream and suckas get creamed |
[01:33.45] | Dreamed about it for five years straight |
[01:35.90] | Finally I got a break and cut my first plate |
[01:38.35] | The road ain' t yellow and there ain' t no witches |
[01:40.70] | My name is |
[01:41.46] | Kool G Rap, |
[01:42.00] | I' m on the road to the riches |
[01:52.10] | Verse Two: |
[01:52.89] | I used to stand on the block sellin cooked up rock |
[01:55.13] | Money bustin out my sock cos |
[01:56.47] | I really would clock |
[01:57.59] | They were for kind of fiends bringin jackets and jeans |
[01:59.96] | Magazines, anything, just to hustle for beans |
[02:02.33] | The cash was comin fast, money grew like grass |
[02:04.68] | People hungry for the blast that don' t even last |
[02:07.09] | Didn' t want to be involved but the money will getcha |
[02:09.59] | Gettin richer and richer, the police took my picture |
[02:12.04] | But I still supplied, some people |
[02:13.77] | I knew died |
[02:14.41] | Murders and homicides for bottles of suicide |
[02:16.92] | Money, jewelry, livin like a star |
[02:19.09] | And I wasn' t too far from a |
[02:20.35] | Jaguar car |
[02:21.84] | In a smalltime casino, the town' s |
[02:23.54] | Al Pacino |
[02:24.43] | For all of the girls, the pretty boy |
[02:25.76] | Valentino |
[02:26.49] | I shot up stores and |
[02:27.62] | I kicked down doors |
[02:29.03] | Collecting scars from little neighborhood wars |
[02:31.36] | Many legs |
[02:32.02] | I broke, many necks |
[02:33.52] | I choked And if provoked |
[02:34.86] | I let the pistol smoke |
[02:36.21] | Loyal members in a crew now down with the game |
[02:38.41] | Sellin nickels and dimes, sunshine or rain |
[02:40.88] | What I had was bad from my shoes to my pad |
[02:43.14] | In the first time in my life loanin money to dad |
[02:45.65] | Now the table' s turned and my lifestyle switches |
[02:48.06] | My name is |
[02:48.73] | Kool G Rap, |
[02:49.24] | I' m on the road to the riches |
[02:59.87] | Verse Three: |
[03:00.40] | A thug amugs? for drugs, he eventually bugs |
[03:02.97] | Lookin for crack on carpets and rugs ? |
[03:05.12] | The squealers tells? but the dealer still sells |
[03:07.75] | Little spoiled kids inheritin oil wells |
[03:09.94] | I was the type on the opposite side |
[03:12.17] | Of smokin the pipe, in a beef |
[03:13.80] | I got hype |
[03:14.53] | Cos rags to riches switches men to witches |
[03:17.51] | Become stitches, body bags in ditches |
[03:19.37] | Bloodshed, |
[03:20.50] | I painted the town red |
[03:21.95] | People fled as |
[03:23.23] | I put a dread' s head to bed |
[03:24.68] | That mean' s dead, in other words deceased |
[03:26.85] | Face got erased, bullets got released |
[03:29.22] | Bombs were planted, the kids were kidnapped |
[03:31.63] | In fact that was a way to get back |
[03:34.05] | At enemies who tried to clock |
[03:36.22] | G' s on my block, now they forever knock |
[03:38.48] | Z' s Plans of rampages went for ages |
[03:41.09] | Some got knocked and locked inside cages |
[03:43.71] | Some bit the dust for crumbs and crusts |
[03:46.00] | In God We |
[03:46.73] | Trust, now rots to rust |
[03:48.40] | Plus caps to cops, policeman drops |
[03:50.66] | You blew off his top when the pistol went pop |
[03:53.05] | Troopers, soldiers, rollin like boulders |
[03:55.62] | Eyes of hate and their hearts get colder |
[03:57.99] | Some young male put in jail |
[04:00.38] | His lawyer so good his bail is on sale |
[04:02.59] | Lookin at the hourglass, how long can this power last? |
[04:05.28] | Longer than my song but he already fell |
[04:07.38] | He likes to eat hardy, party |
[04:09.62] | Be like John |
[04:10.40] | Gotti, and drive a |
[04:12.21] | Maserati Rough in the ghetto, but in jail he' s |
[04:14.50] | Jello Mellow, yellow fellow, tell or hell, hello |
[04:17.27] | One court date can turn an outlaw to an inmate |
[04:20.09] | But just ? stay?, ship him upstate by the |
[04:22.15] | Great Lakes |
[04:22.68] | And than await and wait and wait |
[04:24.35] | Til he breaks, that' s all it takes |
[04:26.55] | So he fakes to be a man, but he can' t stand |
[04:28.97] | On his own two feet because now he' s in a new land |
[04:31.80] | Rules are different and so is life |
[04:33.89] | When you think with a shank, talk with a knife |
[04:36.23] | Not my lifestyle so |
[04:37.72] | I made a Uturn |
[04:38.57] | More money |
[04:39.30] | I earn, more money to burn |
[04:40.95] | Pushin all buttons, pullin all switches |
[04:43.59] | My name is |
[04:44.33] | G. Rap, I' m on the road to the riches |
ge ci qian xun http: www. lrcgc. com |
zuò cí : DJ Polo, Kool G Rap | |
[00:02.99] | DJ Polo, Kool G Rap |
[00:44.39] | Verse One: |
[00:45.33] | When I was five years old |
[00:46.36] | I realized there was a road |
[00:47.66] | At the end |
[00:48.43] | I will win lots of pots of gold |
[00:50.61] | Never took a break, never made a mistake |
[00:52.83] | Took time to create cos there' s money to make |
[00:54.84] | To be a billionaire takes hard work for years |
[00:57.20] | Some nights |
[00:57.95] | I shedded tears while |
[00:59.00] | I sent up prayers |
[00:59.95] | Been through hard times, even worked part time |
[01:01.98] | In a keyfood store sweepin floors for dimes |
[01:04.52] | I was sort of a porter takin the next man' s order |
[01:07.08] | Breakin my back for a shack for headquarters |
[01:09.43] | All my manpower for four bucks an hour |
[01:11.95] | Took the time, |
[01:13.04] | I wrote rhymes in the shower |
[01:14.29] | Shoes are scoffed cos the road gets rough |
[01:16.70] | But I' ma rock it til my pockets ain' t stuffed enough |
[01:18.94] | All the freaks wouldn' t speak cos my checks was weak |
[01:21.40] | They would turn the other cheek so |
[01:22.69] | I started to seek |
[01:23.81] | A way to get a play, and maybe one day |
[01:26.10] | I' ll be performin up a storm for a decent pay |
[01:28.58] | No matter how it seems |
[01:29.99] | I always kept the dream |
[01:31.06] | All the girlies scream and suckas get creamed |
[01:33.45] | Dreamed about it for five years straight |
[01:35.90] | Finally I got a break and cut my first plate |
[01:38.35] | The road ain' t yellow and there ain' t no witches |
[01:40.70] | My name is |
[01:41.46] | Kool G Rap, |
[01:42.00] | I' m on the road to the riches |
[01:52.10] | Verse Two: |
[01:52.89] | I used to stand on the block sellin cooked up rock |
[01:55.13] | Money bustin out my sock cos |
[01:56.47] | I really would clock |
[01:57.59] | They were for kind of fiends bringin jackets and jeans |
[01:59.96] | Magazines, anything, just to hustle for beans |
[02:02.33] | The cash was comin fast, money grew like grass |
[02:04.68] | People hungry for the blast that don' t even last |
[02:07.09] | Didn' t want to be involved but the money will getcha |
[02:09.59] | Gettin richer and richer, the police took my picture |
[02:12.04] | But I still supplied, some people |
[02:13.77] | I knew died |
[02:14.41] | Murders and homicides for bottles of suicide |
[02:16.92] | Money, jewelry, livin like a star |
[02:19.09] | And I wasn' t too far from a |
[02:20.35] | Jaguar car |
[02:21.84] | In a smalltime casino, the town' s |
[02:23.54] | Al Pacino |
[02:24.43] | For all of the girls, the pretty boy |
[02:25.76] | Valentino |
[02:26.49] | I shot up stores and |
[02:27.62] | I kicked down doors |
[02:29.03] | Collecting scars from little neighborhood wars |
[02:31.36] | Many legs |
[02:32.02] | I broke, many necks |
[02:33.52] | I choked And if provoked |
[02:34.86] | I let the pistol smoke |
[02:36.21] | Loyal members in a crew now down with the game |
[02:38.41] | Sellin nickels and dimes, sunshine or rain |
[02:40.88] | What I had was bad from my shoes to my pad |
[02:43.14] | In the first time in my life loanin money to dad |
[02:45.65] | Now the table' s turned and my lifestyle switches |
[02:48.06] | My name is |
[02:48.73] | Kool G Rap, |
[02:49.24] | I' m on the road to the riches |
[02:59.87] | Verse Three: |
[03:00.40] | A thug amugs? for drugs, he eventually bugs |
[03:02.97] | Lookin for crack on carpets and rugs ? |
[03:05.12] | The squealers tells? but the dealer still sells |
[03:07.75] | Little spoiled kids inheritin oil wells |
[03:09.94] | I was the type on the opposite side |
[03:12.17] | Of smokin the pipe, in a beef |
[03:13.80] | I got hype |
[03:14.53] | Cos rags to riches switches men to witches |
[03:17.51] | Become stitches, body bags in ditches |
[03:19.37] | Bloodshed, |
[03:20.50] | I painted the town red |
[03:21.95] | People fled as |
[03:23.23] | I put a dread' s head to bed |
[03:24.68] | That mean' s dead, in other words deceased |
[03:26.85] | Face got erased, bullets got released |
[03:29.22] | Bombs were planted, the kids were kidnapped |
[03:31.63] | In fact that was a way to get back |
[03:34.05] | At enemies who tried to clock |
[03:36.22] | G' s on my block, now they forever knock |
[03:38.48] | Z' s Plans of rampages went for ages |
[03:41.09] | Some got knocked and locked inside cages |
[03:43.71] | Some bit the dust for crumbs and crusts |
[03:46.00] | In God We |
[03:46.73] | Trust, now rots to rust |
[03:48.40] | Plus caps to cops, policeman drops |
[03:50.66] | You blew off his top when the pistol went pop |
[03:53.05] | Troopers, soldiers, rollin like boulders |
[03:55.62] | Eyes of hate and their hearts get colder |
[03:57.99] | Some young male put in jail |
[04:00.38] | His lawyer so good his bail is on sale |
[04:02.59] | Lookin at the hourglass, how long can this power last? |
[04:05.28] | Longer than my song but he already fell |
[04:07.38] | He likes to eat hardy, party |
[04:09.62] | Be like John |
[04:10.40] | Gotti, and drive a |
[04:12.21] | Maserati Rough in the ghetto, but in jail he' s |
[04:14.50] | Jello Mellow, yellow fellow, tell or hell, hello |
[04:17.27] | One court date can turn an outlaw to an inmate |
[04:20.09] | But just ? stay?, ship him upstate by the |
[04:22.15] | Great Lakes |
[04:22.68] | And than await and wait and wait |
[04:24.35] | Til he breaks, that' s all it takes |
[04:26.55] | So he fakes to be a man, but he can' t stand |
[04:28.97] | On his own two feet because now he' s in a new land |
[04:31.80] | Rules are different and so is life |
[04:33.89] | When you think with a shank, talk with a knife |
[04:36.23] | Not my lifestyle so |
[04:37.72] | I made a Uturn |
[04:38.57] | More money |
[04:39.30] | I earn, more money to burn |
[04:40.95] | Pushin all buttons, pullin all switches |
[04:43.59] | My name is |
[04:44.33] | G. Rap, I' m on the road to the riches |
gē cí qiān xún http: www. lrcgc. com |