Song | Four Minus Three |
Artist | Masta Ace |
Album | Take a Look Around |
作词 : Masta Ace | |
"ready to rock this at the drop of a dime, baby" | |
"master ace!" | |
Listen closely, so your attention's undivided | |
Many in the past have tried to do what i did | |
Just the way i came off them, i'm a come off | |
Stronger and longer, even with the drum off | |
And the blow that i deliver is a crisp one | |
Give that style back, jack, and try this one | |
If you're gonna pick up the microphone when the beat is moving swift | |
You'd better say something i can get with | |
Suckers i mold in my hand just like silly puddy | |
You tried to shank me, spanky, but my name's not mcgilnicutty | |
Yes yes, let's test the waters | |
Skinny dipping in a slaughter | |
Hope you wore your water proof hightop certified | |
Cause i taight you i got the murder ride | |
And you don't have to buy a ticket | |
You can afford to to get aboard and watch me as i stick it | |
In the face of my foes because it goes to show that i flow like a bloody nose | |
Raps are sweet just like a donut from dunkin' | |
The action posse's at the door, and they won't let a punk in | |
So you'd better try the back door | |
Before you get a cracked jaw | |
And i don't need a black had to be a villian | |
The posse is action and the label is cold chillin' | |
The question is how hype will you get? | |
When you heard this beat you was familiar with | |
A jam you heard before, this is a summary | |
A voice surrounds you, but there's only one of me | |
Lyrics of dialect come from all angles | |
The cordless mic in my hand still strangles | |
They try rather well, but none are parallel | |
The words are spinning in your head like a carosel | |
And out of all the brothers i spoke to | |
None of them broke through, they sound like a joke, too | |
Their rhymes are very soft, just like terry cloth | |
The kid's that standing on stage oughta hurry off | |
Cause that ain't hip-hop, you little drip-drop | |
Trying to tip-toe but can't touch the tip-top | |
Cause you ain't tall enough | |
Try to brawl and scuff with a style you're calling tough | |
Is about as tough as a flower | |
Beware of the posse raise to the third power | |
Cause we ain't caring, don't mind tearing a | |
Cocaine-pushing, dapper dan wearing | |
Walking around with a neck full of cables | |
My dj laughs when you touch the turntables | |
Wannabe hard rock when you roll 10 deep | |
They told you my name but you act like you've been sleep | |
Get back, sit back and chill you no frill mc's | |
Slim see, but still i show skill | |
Words can brutalize without no mercy | |
Enemies wasting their last breath to curse me | |
I ain't shaft with a hat and a cadillac | |
Mc's lash out, but should i battle back? | |
Nah, i remain calm and collected | |
The stage was empty the last time i checked it | |
But now there's movement there in the spotlight | |
I can't make out who it is, nah, not quite | |
A flash of gold from a shiny medallion | |
A stride of pride on stage like a stallion | |
Oh, another one of those who try to get close to | |
But can't cause a man's supposed to | |
Rip the mic til the crowd is perplexed, but | |
With this jam here, there won't be no next up | |
So peace to craig g, kane, g. rap, and marley marl | |
>from the music man, y'all | |
"once you hear the capital a" "you should know" | |
"action is in eff-eff-ect-ect" (repeat 4x) | |
"ace in action" "steady pace" (repeat til fade) |
zuò cí : Masta Ace | |
" ready to rock this at the drop of a dime, baby" | |
" master ace!" | |
Listen closely, so your attention' s undivided | |
Many in the past have tried to do what i did | |
Just the way i came off them, i' m a come off | |
Stronger and longer, even with the drum off | |
And the blow that i deliver is a crisp one | |
Give that style back, jack, and try this one | |
If you' re gonna pick up the microphone when the beat is moving swift | |
You' d better say something i can get with | |
Suckers i mold in my hand just like silly puddy | |
You tried to shank me, spanky, but my name' s not mcgilnicutty | |
Yes yes, let' s test the waters | |
Skinny dipping in a slaughter | |
Hope you wore your water proof hightop certified | |
Cause i taight you i got the murder ride | |
And you don' t have to buy a ticket | |
You can afford to to get aboard and watch me as i stick it | |
In the face of my foes because it goes to show that i flow like a bloody nose | |
Raps are sweet just like a donut from dunkin' | |
The action posse' s at the door, and they won' t let a punk in | |
So you' d better try the back door | |
Before you get a cracked jaw | |
And i don' t need a black had to be a villian | |
The posse is action and the label is cold chillin' | |
The question is how hype will you get? | |
When you heard this beat you was familiar with | |
A jam you heard before, this is a summary | |
A voice surrounds you, but there' s only one of me | |
Lyrics of dialect come from all angles | |
The cordless mic in my hand still strangles | |
They try rather well, but none are parallel | |
The words are spinning in your head like a carosel | |
And out of all the brothers i spoke to | |
None of them broke through, they sound like a joke, too | |
Their rhymes are very soft, just like terry cloth | |
The kid' s that standing on stage oughta hurry off | |
Cause that ain' t hiphop, you little dripdrop | |
Trying to tiptoe but can' t touch the tiptop | |
Cause you ain' t tall enough | |
Try to brawl and scuff with a style you' re calling tough | |
Is about as tough as a flower | |
Beware of the posse raise to the third power | |
Cause we ain' t caring, don' t mind tearing a | |
Cocainepushing, dapper dan wearing | |
Walking around with a neck full of cables | |
My dj laughs when you touch the turntables | |
Wannabe hard rock when you roll 10 deep | |
They told you my name but you act like you' ve been sleep | |
Get back, sit back and chill you no frill mc' s | |
Slim see, but still i show skill | |
Words can brutalize without no mercy | |
Enemies wasting their last breath to curse me | |
I ain' t shaft with a hat and a cadillac | |
Mc' s lash out, but should i battle back? | |
Nah, i remain calm and collected | |
The stage was empty the last time i checked it | |
But now there' s movement there in the spotlight | |
I can' t make out who it is, nah, not quite | |
A flash of gold from a shiny medallion | |
A stride of pride on stage like a stallion | |
Oh, another one of those who try to get close to | |
But can' t cause a man' s supposed to | |
Rip the mic til the crowd is perplexed, but | |
With this jam here, there won' t be no next up | |
So peace to craig g, kane, g. rap, and marley marl | |
from the music man, y' all | |
" once you hear the capital a" " you should know" | |
" action is in effeffectect" repeat 4x | |
" ace in action" " steady pace" repeat til fade |