| Song | Barking Up The Wrong Tree |
| Artist | Gravediggaz |
| Album | 6 Feet Under |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Hamilton |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Arnold Hamilton/Anthony Berkeley |
| [00:05.88] | Ahh, Gatekeeper |
| [00:07.32] | Grym Reaper |
| [00:09.84] | Peace to the Gods |
| [00:11.22] | Yo (east) |
| [00:12.24][Chorus x2: Frukwan] | |
| [00:12.87] | Look before you start to speak |
| [00:14.49] | You're barkin up the wrong tree dog |
| [00:16.50] | I Rest in the East |
| [00:17.85][Frukwan] | |
| [00:23.16] | Yo, runnin diligently, militantly |
| [00:25.38] | Lyrically a million degrees, mother****ers deadly |
| [00:27.93] | Lyrical work, dabble and dirt, gotta chase skirts |
| [00:30.90] | Offset the balance of the Earth |
| [00:32.67] | Mother****ers get crushed, rip it in half |
| [00:34.47] | Paragraphs, exodus, triplin my ripplin effect |
| [00:37.71] | Buildin collapse, maybe perhaps, strategically |
| [00:40.44] | A tactic, easily to over dap |
| [00:42.75] | Parallel verse, obvious verse, mother****ers disperse |
| [00:45.63] | Punish to hurt, fully torched New York |
| [00:47.79] | Terror dome, you're scared of my zone |
| [00:49.59] | Gravediggaz mother****er, we're mother****ers, wear blood like cologne |
| [00:52.86] | Darker the tone, they're livin legit, clavicle wind |
| [00:55.68] | Lateral sin, step on the line, let's begin |
| [00:57.87] | Noteriaty but this society don't inspire me |
| [01:00.63] | Settin fires to mother****ers higher than me |
| [01:02.97] | Critical ritual, hit you with the mythodic |
| [01:05.61] | Hypnotic, chronic, a gas state to a solid |
| [01:08.46] | You can't allow the above, reachin my broth' |
| [01:10.74] | Chokin your ass, without my mother****in' gloves, mother****er |
| [01:22.14][Chorus x4] | |
| [01:22.74][Poetic] | |
| [01:25.20] | Yo, we used to knock them cats that floss a lot |
| [01:35.58] | When you talk a lot, then it could cost your knot |
| [01:38.13] | After the club get snubbed in parkin lots |
| [01:40.83] | Or your head will get thrown like cosmonauts |
| [01:43.59] | Rich forced out, we forced the glock |
| [01:45.96] | And enforced the block, you can eat chalk or rot |
| [01:48.57] | My heat is deep, and dark and hot |
| [01:50.94] | Dedicated to my mother****ers who spark a lot |
| [01:53.34] | It be the Grym Reaper, the king speaker |
| [01:56.04] | Reach deep in your thoughts with equal the force of a tornado |
| [01:59.73] | I go to war, lay low, write scripts like Plato |
| [02:02.43] | Back to the war, call NATO for the new treaty |
| [02:05.49] | Rap diety against the F.C.C. |
| [02:07.56] | Observatory tower, can't see me |
| [02:09.57] | The sharp shooter, who pierce darts through ya |
| [02:11.85] | Bring it right to ya head like shh, booya |
| [02:14.25] | Tony T.I. is anti-derogative |
| [02:16.65] | The chief operative, ready to flog a kid |
| [02:19.08] | Who doesn't acknowledge his, melanin background |
| [02:21.90] | WWF here comes the Smackdown |
| [02:24.21][Chorus x4] | |
| [02:26.07][Frukwan] | |
| [02:44.52] | I blast recklessly, terrorize the unseen |
| [02:47.40] | Impact, structural collapse |
| [02:49.11] | Hard consume, grow industrial |
| [02:51.12] | Coloured mother****ers, a festival |
| [02:53.43] | I kill you slow, mother****er, yo |
| [02:54.90] | The deadliest Torture, the author enforcer |
| [02:57.96] | Slaughter a double crosser |
| [02:59.55]East New Yorker's block (Oh yo yo yo) [smacking sounds] | |
| [03:02.82] | Welcome to The Rock |
| [03:03.63][Poetic] | |
| [03:04.41] | If you fail the plan then plan the fail |
| [03:06.57] | To my mans in jail, I hand your bail |
| [03:09.18] | These fiends they still demand the sale |
| [03:11.73] | These Devils still command retail |
| [03:14.46] | The rebel in Grym provide the spark |
| [03:16.86] | To light the day and divide the dark |
| [03:19.32] | The ArchAngelic guides the thought |
| [03:22.26] | The Earth is held 'til we slide off |
| [03:48.63][Chorus x5] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Hamilton |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Arnold Hamilton Anthony Berkeley |
| [00:05.88] | Ahh, Gatekeeper |
| [00:07.32] | Grym Reaper |
| [00:09.84] | Peace to the Gods |
| [00:11.22] | Yo east |
| [00:12.24][Chorus x2: Frukwan] | |
| [00:12.87] | Look before you start to speak |
| [00:14.49] | You' re barkin up the wrong tree dog |
| [00:16.50] | I Rest in the East |
| [00:17.85][Frukwan] | |
| [00:23.16] | Yo, runnin diligently, militantly |
| [00:25.38] | Lyrically a million degrees, mother ers deadly |
| [00:27.93] | Lyrical work, dabble and dirt, gotta chase skirts |
| [00:30.90] | Offset the balance of the Earth |
| [00:32.67] | Mother ers get crushed, rip it in half |
| [00:34.47] | Paragraphs, exodus, triplin my ripplin effect |
| [00:37.71] | Buildin collapse, maybe perhaps, strategically |
| [00:40.44] | A tactic, easily to over dap |
| [00:42.75] | Parallel verse, obvious verse, mother ers disperse |
| [00:45.63] | Punish to hurt, fully torched New York |
| [00:47.79] | Terror dome, you' re scared of my zone |
| [00:49.59] | Gravediggaz mother er, we' re mother ers, wear blood like cologne |
| [00:52.86] | Darker the tone, they' re livin legit, clavicle wind |
| [00:55.68] | Lateral sin, step on the line, let' s begin |
| [00:57.87] | Noteriaty but this society don' t inspire me |
| [01:00.63] | Settin fires to mother ers higher than me |
| [01:02.97] | Critical ritual, hit you with the mythodic |
| [01:05.61] | Hypnotic, chronic, a gas state to a solid |
| [01:08.46] | You can' t allow the above, reachin my broth' |
| [01:10.74] | Chokin your ass, without my mother in' gloves, mother er |
| [01:22.14][Chorus x4] | |
| [01:22.74][Poetic] | |
| [01:25.20] | Yo, we used to knock them cats that floss a lot |
| [01:35.58] | When you talk a lot, then it could cost your knot |
| [01:38.13] | After the club get snubbed in parkin lots |
| [01:40.83] | Or your head will get thrown like cosmonauts |
| [01:43.59] | Rich forced out, we forced the glock |
| [01:45.96] | And enforced the block, you can eat chalk or rot |
| [01:48.57] | My heat is deep, and dark and hot |
| [01:50.94] | Dedicated to my mother ers who spark a lot |
| [01:53.34] | It be the Grym Reaper, the king speaker |
| [01:56.04] | Reach deep in your thoughts with equal the force of a tornado |
| [01:59.73] | I go to war, lay low, write scripts like Plato |
| [02:02.43] | Back to the war, call NATO for the new treaty |
| [02:05.49] | Rap diety against the F. C. C. |
| [02:07.56] | Observatory tower, can' t see me |
| [02:09.57] | The sharp shooter, who pierce darts through ya |
| [02:11.85] | Bring it right to ya head like shh, booya |
| [02:14.25] | Tony T. I. is antiderogative |
| [02:16.65] | The chief operative, ready to flog a kid |
| [02:19.08] | Who doesn' t acknowledge his, melanin background |
| [02:21.90] | WWF here comes the Smackdown |
| [02:24.21][Chorus x4] | |
| [02:26.07][Frukwan] | |
| [02:44.52] | I blast recklessly, terrorize the unseen |
| [02:47.40] | Impact, structural collapse |
| [02:49.11] | Hard consume, grow industrial |
| [02:51.12] | Coloured mother ers, a festival |
| [02:53.43] | I kill you slow, mother er, yo |
| [02:54.90] | The deadliest Torture, the author enforcer |
| [02:57.96] | Slaughter a double crosser |
| [02:59.55]East New Yorker's block (Oh yo yo yo) [smacking sounds] | |
| [03:02.82] | Welcome to The Rock |
| [03:03.63][Poetic] | |
| [03:04.41] | If you fail the plan then plan the fail |
| [03:06.57] | To my mans in jail, I hand your bail |
| [03:09.18] | These fiends they still demand the sale |
| [03:11.73] | These Devils still command retail |
| [03:14.46] | The rebel in Grym provide the spark |
| [03:16.86] | To light the day and divide the dark |
| [03:19.32] | The ArchAngelic guides the thought |
| [03:22.26] | The Earth is held ' til we slide off |
| [03:48.63][Chorus x5] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Hamilton |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Arnold Hamilton Anthony Berkeley |
| [00:05.88] | Ahh, Gatekeeper |
| [00:07.32] | Grym Reaper |
| [00:09.84] | Peace to the Gods |
| [00:11.22] | Yo east |
| [00:12.24][Chorus x2: Frukwan] | |
| [00:12.87] | Look before you start to speak |
| [00:14.49] | You' re barkin up the wrong tree dog |
| [00:16.50] | I Rest in the East |
| [00:17.85][Frukwan] | |
| [00:23.16] | Yo, runnin diligently, militantly |
| [00:25.38] | Lyrically a million degrees, mother ers deadly |
| [00:27.93] | Lyrical work, dabble and dirt, gotta chase skirts |
| [00:30.90] | Offset the balance of the Earth |
| [00:32.67] | Mother ers get crushed, rip it in half |
| [00:34.47] | Paragraphs, exodus, triplin my ripplin effect |
| [00:37.71] | Buildin collapse, maybe perhaps, strategically |
| [00:40.44] | A tactic, easily to over dap |
| [00:42.75] | Parallel verse, obvious verse, mother ers disperse |
| [00:45.63] | Punish to hurt, fully torched New York |
| [00:47.79] | Terror dome, you' re scared of my zone |
| [00:49.59] | Gravediggaz mother er, we' re mother ers, wear blood like cologne |
| [00:52.86] | Darker the tone, they' re livin legit, clavicle wind |
| [00:55.68] | Lateral sin, step on the line, let' s begin |
| [00:57.87] | Noteriaty but this society don' t inspire me |
| [01:00.63] | Settin fires to mother ers higher than me |
| [01:02.97] | Critical ritual, hit you with the mythodic |
| [01:05.61] | Hypnotic, chronic, a gas state to a solid |
| [01:08.46] | You can' t allow the above, reachin my broth' |
| [01:10.74] | Chokin your ass, without my mother in' gloves, mother er |
| [01:22.14][Chorus x4] | |
| [01:22.74][Poetic] | |
| [01:25.20] | Yo, we used to knock them cats that floss a lot |
| [01:35.58] | When you talk a lot, then it could cost your knot |
| [01:38.13] | After the club get snubbed in parkin lots |
| [01:40.83] | Or your head will get thrown like cosmonauts |
| [01:43.59] | Rich forced out, we forced the glock |
| [01:45.96] | And enforced the block, you can eat chalk or rot |
| [01:48.57] | My heat is deep, and dark and hot |
| [01:50.94] | Dedicated to my mother ers who spark a lot |
| [01:53.34] | It be the Grym Reaper, the king speaker |
| [01:56.04] | Reach deep in your thoughts with equal the force of a tornado |
| [01:59.73] | I go to war, lay low, write scripts like Plato |
| [02:02.43] | Back to the war, call NATO for the new treaty |
| [02:05.49] | Rap diety against the F. C. C. |
| [02:07.56] | Observatory tower, can' t see me |
| [02:09.57] | The sharp shooter, who pierce darts through ya |
| [02:11.85] | Bring it right to ya head like shh, booya |
| [02:14.25] | Tony T. I. is antiderogative |
| [02:16.65] | The chief operative, ready to flog a kid |
| [02:19.08] | Who doesn' t acknowledge his, melanin background |
| [02:21.90] | WWF here comes the Smackdown |
| [02:24.21][Chorus x4] | |
| [02:26.07][Frukwan] | |
| [02:44.52] | I blast recklessly, terrorize the unseen |
| [02:47.40] | Impact, structural collapse |
| [02:49.11] | Hard consume, grow industrial |
| [02:51.12] | Coloured mother ers, a festival |
| [02:53.43] | I kill you slow, mother er, yo |
| [02:54.90] | The deadliest Torture, the author enforcer |
| [02:57.96] | Slaughter a double crosser |
| [02:59.55]East New Yorker's block (Oh yo yo yo) [smacking sounds] | |
| [03:02.82] | Welcome to The Rock |
| [03:03.63][Poetic] | |
| [03:04.41] | If you fail the plan then plan the fail |
| [03:06.57] | To my mans in jail, I hand your bail |
| [03:09.18] | These fiends they still demand the sale |
| [03:11.73] | These Devils still command retail |
| [03:14.46] | The rebel in Grym provide the spark |
| [03:16.86] | To light the day and divide the dark |
| [03:19.32] | The ArchAngelic guides the thought |
| [03:22.26] | The Earth is held ' til we slide off |
| [03:48.63][Chorus x5] |