Song | The Real Weight |
Artist | No I.D. |
Album | Accept Your Own & Be Yourself (The Black Album) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Thomas, Wilson | |
(feat. Dug Infinite) | |
[Woman speaking:] | |
Hey gang let me show you something. | |
It's the hottest thing and it's on it's | |
Way to the top. Step up front you dig? Get down. | |
[Intro:] | |
No what I'm sayin'? It's all natural. It's all natural. | |
Keep it on the brain (brain). Don't make it hard to maintain. | |
[Dug Infinite:] | |
You can only see material things without perception | |
So why try to shine for blind man impressions | |
Get you stressin' much left for manifestin' | |
I'm Dug Infinite forever with direction | |
Now as I travel (universal) state to state on chrome tape (whooa) | |
Record stores pay the frate for weight | |
My form and shape is shapeless | |
Want to comprehend it take this | |
You know me like you know what your fate is | |
Process invisible results is visual | |
Attack and I hit your pressure points is critical | |
Attract all things inside my presence | |
Then let the esoteric essence give off light like a cresent | |
Boom with the seeds our plants start to bloom | |
Like butterflies manifest themselves from cocoons | |
Victory is by no mistake me and my man NO I.D. | |
Penetrate and carry real weight | |
[Hook:] | |
Invisible forces control all you see | |
Good life and luxury comes naturally | |
It's the real weight | |
I'm Dug Infinite, my name is NO I.D. [x2] | |
[Woman singing:] | |
Hum hum hum huuuummmm and oh Lord. From the ghetto. | |
From a one hundred thousand dollar house that ghetto | |
(laughing and clapping). Hummmmmm Lord | |
You don't need to listen no more. | |
[NO I.D.:] | |
Throw the mass on the scale first get a calibration | |
Manifest math to begin calculation | |
How many lines does it take to stimulation | |
How many DREAMS fade away while you're chasin' | |
Lap after lap on track after track | |
It is what it is and that's actual fact | |
So why try and keep it real? Uh it's real | |
Grass don't try to grow clouds don't try to snow | |
Yo I'm boxin' out with a strong elbow | |
Free weight exchange and then out the back do' | |
I'm never letting presidents take presence | |
I'm an eye witness and I got the evidence | |
You wanna be rich so you don't see the relevence | |
Antidote to a nigga is the intelligence | |
Yo I'm fishing with the bait | |
Me and my man Dug Infinite got the real weight | |
[Hook] |
zuo qu : Thomas, Wilson | |
feat. Dug Infinite | |
Woman speaking: | |
Hey gang let me show you something. | |
It' s the hottest thing and it' s on it' s | |
Way to the top. Step up front you dig? Get down. | |
Intro: | |
No what I' m sayin'? It' s all natural. It' s all natural. | |
Keep it on the brain brain. Don' t make it hard to maintain. | |
Dug Infinite: | |
You can only see material things without perception | |
So why try to shine for blind man impressions | |
Get you stressin' much left for manifestin' | |
I' m Dug Infinite forever with direction | |
Now as I travel universal state to state on chrome tape whooa | |
Record stores pay the frate for weight | |
My form and shape is shapeless | |
Want to comprehend it take this | |
You know me like you know what your fate is | |
Process invisible results is visual | |
Attack and I hit your pressure points is critical | |
Attract all things inside my presence | |
Then let the esoteric essence give off light like a cresent | |
Boom with the seeds our plants start to bloom | |
Like butterflies manifest themselves from cocoons | |
Victory is by no mistake me and my man NO I. D. | |
Penetrate and carry real weight | |
Hook: | |
Invisible forces control all you see | |
Good life and luxury comes naturally | |
It' s the real weight | |
I' m Dug Infinite, my name is NO I. D. x2 | |
Woman singing: | |
Hum hum hum huuuummmm and oh Lord. From the ghetto. | |
From a one hundred thousand dollar house that ghetto | |
laughing and clapping. Hummmmmm Lord | |
You don' t need to listen no more. | |
NO I. D.: | |
Throw the mass on the scale first get a calibration | |
Manifest math to begin calculation | |
How many lines does it take to stimulation | |
How many DREAMS fade away while you' re chasin' | |
Lap after lap on track after track | |
It is what it is and that' s actual fact | |
So why try and keep it real? Uh it' s real | |
Grass don' t try to grow clouds don' t try to snow | |
Yo I' m boxin' out with a strong elbow | |
Free weight exchange and then out the back do' | |
I' m never letting presidents take presence | |
I' m an eye witness and I got the evidence | |
You wanna be rich so you don' t see the relevence | |
Antidote to a nigga is the intelligence | |
Yo I' m fishing with the bait | |
Me and my man Dug Infinite got the real weight | |
Hook |
zuò qǔ : Thomas, Wilson | |
feat. Dug Infinite | |
Woman speaking: | |
Hey gang let me show you something. | |
It' s the hottest thing and it' s on it' s | |
Way to the top. Step up front you dig? Get down. | |
Intro: | |
No what I' m sayin'? It' s all natural. It' s all natural. | |
Keep it on the brain brain. Don' t make it hard to maintain. | |
Dug Infinite: | |
You can only see material things without perception | |
So why try to shine for blind man impressions | |
Get you stressin' much left for manifestin' | |
I' m Dug Infinite forever with direction | |
Now as I travel universal state to state on chrome tape whooa | |
Record stores pay the frate for weight | |
My form and shape is shapeless | |
Want to comprehend it take this | |
You know me like you know what your fate is | |
Process invisible results is visual | |
Attack and I hit your pressure points is critical | |
Attract all things inside my presence | |
Then let the esoteric essence give off light like a cresent | |
Boom with the seeds our plants start to bloom | |
Like butterflies manifest themselves from cocoons | |
Victory is by no mistake me and my man NO I. D. | |
Penetrate and carry real weight | |
Hook: | |
Invisible forces control all you see | |
Good life and luxury comes naturally | |
It' s the real weight | |
I' m Dug Infinite, my name is NO I. D. x2 | |
Woman singing: | |
Hum hum hum huuuummmm and oh Lord. From the ghetto. | |
From a one hundred thousand dollar house that ghetto | |
laughing and clapping. Hummmmmm Lord | |
You don' t need to listen no more. | |
NO I. D.: | |
Throw the mass on the scale first get a calibration | |
Manifest math to begin calculation | |
How many lines does it take to stimulation | |
How many DREAMS fade away while you' re chasin' | |
Lap after lap on track after track | |
It is what it is and that' s actual fact | |
So why try and keep it real? Uh it' s real | |
Grass don' t try to grow clouds don' t try to snow | |
Yo I' m boxin' out with a strong elbow | |
Free weight exchange and then out the back do' | |
I' m never letting presidents take presence | |
I' m an eye witness and I got the evidence | |
You wanna be rich so you don' t see the relevence | |
Antidote to a nigga is the intelligence | |
Yo I' m fishing with the bait | |
Me and my man Dug Infinite got the real weight | |
Hook |