| Song | Ring the Alarm |
| Artist | Fu-Schnickens |
| Album | Hip Hop 100 Hits - Urban rap & R n B anthems inc. Jay Z, A$ap Rocky, Wu-Tang Clan & Nas |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Roderick Roachford/Lyvio G./Joseph Jones/Lennox Maturine |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Roderick Roachford/Lyvio G./Joseph Jones/Lennox Maturine |
| [00:05.94] | Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye |
| [00:20.94] | (3x) |
| [00:20.97] | Ring the alarm, I don't wanna stay calm cause |
| [00:22.32] | I'm about to rip this psalm |
| [00:23.67] | When the mic is gripped my lyrics do split up like |
| [00:25.17] | Bombs from Vietnam |
| [00:25.98] | Cause I'm sweet, neat, I don't romp or skinteet |
| [00:28.71] | Lyrics I lick with my tongue |
| [00:29.94] | And rhymes I nymn with my teeth |
| [00:31.20] | This lyrical prophet you can't stop this from the West Indies |
| [00:33.93] | You can tell I'm a lyrical prophet from the words spoken and broken up |
| [00:36.30] | In these books and scrolls that I unfold |
| [00:38.07] | The knowledge I use does make me bold |
| [00:39.39] | The intelligence in my system |
| [00:40.62] | Converts itself and becomes wisdom |
| [00:41.94] | Born in Trinidad, not Tobogo, land of steel pan and calypso |
| [00:44.43] | Cyop is a buck and a buck is a cyop |
| [00:45.51] | That's the real true thing and a natural fact |
| [00:47.16] | This lyrical man you can't hold me back |
| [00:48.42] | From the red, the white, and also the black |
| [00:49.83] | Island, which is my land, my place of birth |
| [00:52.26] | You can tell by the tongue that's swung |
| [00:53.28] | And the lyrical structure in me verse |
| [00:54.63] | So all MC's don't cross this border |
| [00:56.04] | Cause by now you should know sort of |
| [00:57.51] | Lyrically wise but now I despise |
| [00:58.89] | All youth that's out of order |
| [01:00.21] | Don't try to test any of the Schnikens |
| [01:02.40] | Cause I'm not done with the lyrical boxin' |
| [01:03.81] | The beatin' and the lickin' |
| [01:04.86] | Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye |
| [01:20.79] | (3x) |
| [01:20.82] | You two-facety, you can't face me |
| [01:22.14] | And my rhymes you'll bite and learn |
| [01:23.25] | Soon you'll acknowledge my lyrical substance just like a bookworm |
| [01:25.89] | Chip FU, then you will extend and show all the youth them |
| [01:28.47] | That me big boutcha under roots and culture |
| [01:30.06] | And the bad bull in the pen |
| [01:31.11] | Because when I grip the mic (yes, man) |
| [01:32.34] | All MC's they do stop yes and hush |
| [01:34.08] | Any mic I touch, any mic I brush, any mic I clutch |
| [01:35.61] | With these lyrical styles of such |
| [01:36.78] | And if I do unleash a lyrical masterpiece |
| [01:39.21] | Lyrics never cease, then a piece I'll unleash and make it brief |
| [01:40.80] | Please don't bite yes or thief |
| [01:41.76] | C-H-I-P FU is my name, it will stay just the same |
| [01:44.43] | Give me any mic on stage in a rage I'll engage |
| [01:46.08] | And drop rhymes just the same |
| [01:47.01] | Quote for quote, note for note, did you comphrehend |
| [01:49.20] | So jack it up and pull it up operator |
| [01:51.00] | Wheel and come again |
| [01:51.81] | Cause MC's try these rastafarianic raps and sound like wanna-be's |
| [01:54.78] | But a wanna-be's not what I want to be |
| [01:55.89] | See the FU-Schnickens have to be |
| [01:57.03] | The true prophets free |
| [01:58.41] | Free to preach FU-Schnick prophecies |
| [01:59.67] | We thee untouchable, matchable, stoppable MC's for unity |
| [02:02.22] | Me, a rastafarian, no not me but I do stun |
| [02:05.07] | I'm not faking Jamacian, so all MC's you better run |
| [02:07.53] | Because Mr. Chip FU man a come |
| [02:10.11] | And me sitdong pon de riddim sitdong pion de vibes |
| [02:11.61] | A de hartical don |
| [02:12.75] | True me full up a style and me wicked and wild |
| [02:14.43] | With peer pattern watch how me chat it in a verb |
| [02:16.77] | And capsize it in a noun |
| [02:18.00] | Uno better give I and I respect |
| [02:19.20] | When this Trinidadian I come |
| [02:20.40] | Sing out |
| [02:20.85] | Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye |
| [02:36.12] | (3x) |
| [02:36.15] | Phenomenon one, phenomenon two, phenomenon three |
| [02:38.01] | Come follow me |
| [02:38.67] | POC FU's the rough-neck chicken and I'm the wild Apache |
| [02:41.13] | See I'm the C the H the I the P |
| [02:42.90] | Down with the P the O the C, the K the U the N the G |
| [02:45.51] | The M the O, yes and the C |
| [02:46.80] | And when the M the I the C is in my H the A-N-D |
| [02:49.68] | I preach and teach and educate all ghetto youth about unity |
| [02:52.02] | But wait, let me get set not to sweat |
| [02:53.64] | But to get something straight |
| [02:54.96] | All MC's come out with good styles |
| [02:56.31] | And all of them do sound great |
| [02:57.54] | But ring the alarm and don't stay calm |
| [02:58.86] | Because I won't procrastinate |
| [03:00.15] | These lyrical styles that I compile |
| [03:01.44] | To preach and teach and educate me |
| [03:03.39] | A new jack brother (who's that) |
| [03:05.04] | When you were at the parties rapping and scratching I did a chat |
| [03:07.29] | On tape, on tape and cassette, you'll hear me live and direct |
| [03:09.99] | Yes and who never hear me yet when you hear my voice it's perfect |
| [03:12.54] | So just pack up because your lyrics are weak when you speak |
| [03:14.79] | Don't step so just back up, wake up, take off the make-up |
| [03:16.89] | The mic because I'll break up |
| [03:18.60] | MC's limbs from limb, slim me trim |
| [03:20.70] | You see me, I don't follow no style and I don't follow no pattern |
| [03:22.98] | So take head to this lesson I bring or the lesson I brought |
| [03:24.90] | Which was taught to one and another |
| [03:26.19] | All slack MC's better ring the alarm |
| [03:27.54] | In other words, run for cover |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Roderick Roachford Lyvio G. Joseph Jones Lennox Maturine |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Roderick Roachford Lyvio G. Joseph Jones Lennox Maturine |
| [00:05.94] | Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye |
| [00:20.94] | 3x |
| [00:20.97] | Ring the alarm, I don' t wanna stay calm cause |
| [00:22.32] | I' m about to rip this psalm |
| [00:23.67] | When the mic is gripped my lyrics do split up like |
| [00:25.17] | Bombs from Vietnam |
| [00:25.98] | Cause I' m sweet, neat, I don' t romp or skinteet |
| [00:28.71] | Lyrics I lick with my tongue |
| [00:29.94] | And rhymes I nymn with my teeth |
| [00:31.20] | This lyrical prophet you can' t stop this from the West Indies |
| [00:33.93] | You can tell I' m a lyrical prophet from the words spoken and broken up |
| [00:36.30] | In these books and scrolls that I unfold |
| [00:38.07] | The knowledge I use does make me bold |
| [00:39.39] | The intelligence in my system |
| [00:40.62] | Converts itself and becomes wisdom |
| [00:41.94] | Born in Trinidad, not Tobogo, land of steel pan and calypso |
| [00:44.43] | Cyop is a buck and a buck is a cyop |
| [00:45.51] | That' s the real true thing and a natural fact |
| [00:47.16] | This lyrical man you can' t hold me back |
| [00:48.42] | From the red, the white, and also the black |
| [00:49.83] | Island, which is my land, my place of birth |
| [00:52.26] | You can tell by the tongue that' s swung |
| [00:53.28] | And the lyrical structure in me verse |
| [00:54.63] | So all MC' s don' t cross this border |
| [00:56.04] | Cause by now you should know sort of |
| [00:57.51] | Lyrically wise but now I despise |
| [00:58.89] | All youth that' s out of order |
| [01:00.21] | Don' t try to test any of the Schnikens |
| [01:02.40] | Cause I' m not done with the lyrical boxin' |
| [01:03.81] | The beatin' and the lickin' |
| [01:04.86] | Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye |
| [01:20.79] | 3x |
| [01:20.82] | You twofacety, you can' t face me |
| [01:22.14] | And my rhymes you' ll bite and learn |
| [01:23.25] | Soon you' ll acknowledge my lyrical substance just like a bookworm |
| [01:25.89] | Chip FU, then you will extend and show all the youth them |
| [01:28.47] | That me big boutcha under roots and culture |
| [01:30.06] | And the bad bull in the pen |
| [01:31.11] | Because when I grip the mic yes, man |
| [01:32.34] | All MC' s they do stop yes and hush |
| [01:34.08] | Any mic I touch, any mic I brush, any mic I clutch |
| [01:35.61] | With these lyrical styles of such |
| [01:36.78] | And if I do unleash a lyrical masterpiece |
| [01:39.21] | Lyrics never cease, then a piece I' ll unleash and make it brief |
| [01:40.80] | Please don' t bite yes or thief |
| [01:41.76] | CHIP FU is my name, it will stay just the same |
| [01:44.43] | Give me any mic on stage in a rage I' ll engage |
| [01:46.08] | And drop rhymes just the same |
| [01:47.01] | Quote for quote, note for note, did you comphrehend |
| [01:49.20] | So jack it up and pull it up operator |
| [01:51.00] | Wheel and come again |
| [01:51.81] | Cause MC' s try these rastafarianic raps and sound like wannabe' s |
| [01:54.78] | But a wannabe' s not what I want to be |
| [01:55.89] | See the FUSchnickens have to be |
| [01:57.03] | The true prophets free |
| [01:58.41] | Free to preach FUSchnick prophecies |
| [01:59.67] | We thee untouchable, matchable, stoppable MC' s for unity |
| [02:02.22] | Me, a rastafarian, no not me but I do stun |
| [02:05.07] | I' m not faking Jamacian, so all MC' s you better run |
| [02:07.53] | Because Mr. Chip FU man a come |
| [02:10.11] | And me sitdong pon de riddim sitdong pion de vibes |
| [02:11.61] | A de hartical don |
| [02:12.75] | True me full up a style and me wicked and wild |
| [02:14.43] | With peer pattern watch how me chat it in a verb |
| [02:16.77] | And capsize it in a noun |
| [02:18.00] | Uno better give I and I respect |
| [02:19.20] | When this Trinidadian I come |
| [02:20.40] | Sing out |
| [02:20.85] | Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye |
| [02:36.12] | 3x |
| [02:36.15] | Phenomenon one, phenomenon two, phenomenon three |
| [02:38.01] | Come follow me |
| [02:38.67] | POC FU' s the roughneck chicken and I' m the wild Apache |
| [02:41.13] | See I' m the C the H the I the P |
| [02:42.90] | Down with the P the O the C, the K the U the N the G |
| [02:45.51] | The M the O, yes and the C |
| [02:46.80] | And when the M the I the C is in my H the AND |
| [02:49.68] | I preach and teach and educate all ghetto youth about unity |
| [02:52.02] | But wait, let me get set not to sweat |
| [02:53.64] | But to get something straight |
| [02:54.96] | All MC' s come out with good styles |
| [02:56.31] | And all of them do sound great |
| [02:57.54] | But ring the alarm and don' t stay calm |
| [02:58.86] | Because I won' t procrastinate |
| [03:00.15] | These lyrical styles that I compile |
| [03:01.44] | To preach and teach and educate me |
| [03:03.39] | A new jack brother who' s that |
| [03:05.04] | When you were at the parties rapping and scratching I did a chat |
| [03:07.29] | On tape, on tape and cassette, you' ll hear me live and direct |
| [03:09.99] | Yes and who never hear me yet when you hear my voice it' s perfect |
| [03:12.54] | So just pack up because your lyrics are weak when you speak |
| [03:14.79] | Don' t step so just back up, wake up, take off the makeup |
| [03:16.89] | The mic because I' ll break up |
| [03:18.60] | MC' s limbs from limb, slim me trim |
| [03:20.70] | You see me, I don' t follow no style and I don' t follow no pattern |
| [03:22.98] | So take head to this lesson I bring or the lesson I brought |
| [03:24.90] | Which was taught to one and another |
| [03:26.19] | All slack MC' s better ring the alarm |
| [03:27.54] | In other words, run for cover |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Roderick Roachford Lyvio G. Joseph Jones Lennox Maturine |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Roderick Roachford Lyvio G. Joseph Jones Lennox Maturine |
| [00:05.94] | Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye |
| [00:20.94] | 3x |
| [00:20.97] | Ring the alarm, I don' t wanna stay calm cause |
| [00:22.32] | I' m about to rip this psalm |
| [00:23.67] | When the mic is gripped my lyrics do split up like |
| [00:25.17] | Bombs from Vietnam |
| [00:25.98] | Cause I' m sweet, neat, I don' t romp or skinteet |
| [00:28.71] | Lyrics I lick with my tongue |
| [00:29.94] | And rhymes I nymn with my teeth |
| [00:31.20] | This lyrical prophet you can' t stop this from the West Indies |
| [00:33.93] | You can tell I' m a lyrical prophet from the words spoken and broken up |
| [00:36.30] | In these books and scrolls that I unfold |
| [00:38.07] | The knowledge I use does make me bold |
| [00:39.39] | The intelligence in my system |
| [00:40.62] | Converts itself and becomes wisdom |
| [00:41.94] | Born in Trinidad, not Tobogo, land of steel pan and calypso |
| [00:44.43] | Cyop is a buck and a buck is a cyop |
| [00:45.51] | That' s the real true thing and a natural fact |
| [00:47.16] | This lyrical man you can' t hold me back |
| [00:48.42] | From the red, the white, and also the black |
| [00:49.83] | Island, which is my land, my place of birth |
| [00:52.26] | You can tell by the tongue that' s swung |
| [00:53.28] | And the lyrical structure in me verse |
| [00:54.63] | So all MC' s don' t cross this border |
| [00:56.04] | Cause by now you should know sort of |
| [00:57.51] | Lyrically wise but now I despise |
| [00:58.89] | All youth that' s out of order |
| [01:00.21] | Don' t try to test any of the Schnikens |
| [01:02.40] | Cause I' m not done with the lyrical boxin' |
| [01:03.81] | The beatin' and the lickin' |
| [01:04.86] | Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye |
| [01:20.79] | 3x |
| [01:20.82] | You twofacety, you can' t face me |
| [01:22.14] | And my rhymes you' ll bite and learn |
| [01:23.25] | Soon you' ll acknowledge my lyrical substance just like a bookworm |
| [01:25.89] | Chip FU, then you will extend and show all the youth them |
| [01:28.47] | That me big boutcha under roots and culture |
| [01:30.06] | And the bad bull in the pen |
| [01:31.11] | Because when I grip the mic yes, man |
| [01:32.34] | All MC' s they do stop yes and hush |
| [01:34.08] | Any mic I touch, any mic I brush, any mic I clutch |
| [01:35.61] | With these lyrical styles of such |
| [01:36.78] | And if I do unleash a lyrical masterpiece |
| [01:39.21] | Lyrics never cease, then a piece I' ll unleash and make it brief |
| [01:40.80] | Please don' t bite yes or thief |
| [01:41.76] | CHIP FU is my name, it will stay just the same |
| [01:44.43] | Give me any mic on stage in a rage I' ll engage |
| [01:46.08] | And drop rhymes just the same |
| [01:47.01] | Quote for quote, note for note, did you comphrehend |
| [01:49.20] | So jack it up and pull it up operator |
| [01:51.00] | Wheel and come again |
| [01:51.81] | Cause MC' s try these rastafarianic raps and sound like wannabe' s |
| [01:54.78] | But a wannabe' s not what I want to be |
| [01:55.89] | See the FUSchnickens have to be |
| [01:57.03] | The true prophets free |
| [01:58.41] | Free to preach FUSchnick prophecies |
| [01:59.67] | We thee untouchable, matchable, stoppable MC' s for unity |
| [02:02.22] | Me, a rastafarian, no not me but I do stun |
| [02:05.07] | I' m not faking Jamacian, so all MC' s you better run |
| [02:07.53] | Because Mr. Chip FU man a come |
| [02:10.11] | And me sitdong pon de riddim sitdong pion de vibes |
| [02:11.61] | A de hartical don |
| [02:12.75] | True me full up a style and me wicked and wild |
| [02:14.43] | With peer pattern watch how me chat it in a verb |
| [02:16.77] | And capsize it in a noun |
| [02:18.00] | Uno better give I and I respect |
| [02:19.20] | When this Trinidadian I come |
| [02:20.40] | Sing out |
| [02:20.85] | Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye |
| [02:36.12] | 3x |
| [02:36.15] | Phenomenon one, phenomenon two, phenomenon three |
| [02:38.01] | Come follow me |
| [02:38.67] | POC FU' s the roughneck chicken and I' m the wild Apache |
| [02:41.13] | See I' m the C the H the I the P |
| [02:42.90] | Down with the P the O the C, the K the U the N the G |
| [02:45.51] | The M the O, yes and the C |
| [02:46.80] | And when the M the I the C is in my H the AND |
| [02:49.68] | I preach and teach and educate all ghetto youth about unity |
| [02:52.02] | But wait, let me get set not to sweat |
| [02:53.64] | But to get something straight |
| [02:54.96] | All MC' s come out with good styles |
| [02:56.31] | And all of them do sound great |
| [02:57.54] | But ring the alarm and don' t stay calm |
| [02:58.86] | Because I won' t procrastinate |
| [03:00.15] | These lyrical styles that I compile |
| [03:01.44] | To preach and teach and educate me |
| [03:03.39] | A new jack brother who' s that |
| [03:05.04] | When you were at the parties rapping and scratching I did a chat |
| [03:07.29] | On tape, on tape and cassette, you' ll hear me live and direct |
| [03:09.99] | Yes and who never hear me yet when you hear my voice it' s perfect |
| [03:12.54] | So just pack up because your lyrics are weak when you speak |
| [03:14.79] | Don' t step so just back up, wake up, take off the makeup |
| [03:16.89] | The mic because I' ll break up |
| [03:18.60] | MC' s limbs from limb, slim me trim |
| [03:20.70] | You see me, I don' t follow no style and I don' t follow no pattern |
| [03:22.98] | So take head to this lesson I bring or the lesson I brought |
| [03:24.90] | Which was taught to one and another |
| [03:26.19] | All slack MC' s better ring the alarm |
| [03:27.54] | In other words, run for cover |