| Song | Words From The Nutcracker |
| Artist | Gang Starr |
| Album | Hard To Earn |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Felder, Martin ... | |
| Sick thoughts on my mind with no self-control | |
| Uplift your soul and make the brothers wanna roll | |
| Sixteen years old with heart that's gold | |
| Yo check it check it out like this, here we go | |
| Run around the streets cold strapped like an alley rat | |
| But now i'm gettin much props like a fat cat | |
| A young mack but i don't think i'm all that | |
| I just can't sweat another brother's bozack | |
| So what the ****, y'all movin on up | |
| Gonna swim in big bucks, like scrooge mcduck | |
| And if ya don't like and you wanna step up | |
| Then open your mouth, and suck my nuts | |
| Melachi the nutcracker, i'm always gettin blacker | |
| Fatter, i bust a fat rhyme to make your head shatter | |
| I'm from the bronx, new york city | |
| The big ****in apple where the niggaz get busy | |
| God bless the dead, and god rest my pops | |
| Peace to the niggaz goin out bustin shots... |
| zuo ci : Felder, Martin ... | |
| Sick thoughts on my mind with no selfcontrol | |
| Uplift your soul and make the brothers wanna roll | |
| Sixteen years old with heart that' s gold | |
| Yo check it check it out like this, here we go | |
| Run around the streets cold strapped like an alley rat | |
| But now i' m gettin much props like a fat cat | |
| A young mack but i don' t think i' m all that | |
| I just can' t sweat another brother' s bozack | |
| So what the , y' all movin on up | |
| Gonna swim in big bucks, like scrooge mcduck | |
| And if ya don' t like and you wanna step up | |
| Then open your mouth, and suck my nuts | |
| Melachi the nutcracker, i' m always gettin blacker | |
| Fatter, i bust a fat rhyme to make your head shatter | |
| I' m from the bronx, new york city | |
| The big in apple where the niggaz get busy | |
| God bless the dead, and god rest my pops | |
| Peace to the niggaz goin out bustin shots... |
| zuò cí : Felder, Martin ... | |
| Sick thoughts on my mind with no selfcontrol | |
| Uplift your soul and make the brothers wanna roll | |
| Sixteen years old with heart that' s gold | |
| Yo check it check it out like this, here we go | |
| Run around the streets cold strapped like an alley rat | |
| But now i' m gettin much props like a fat cat | |
| A young mack but i don' t think i' m all that | |
| I just can' t sweat another brother' s bozack | |
| So what the , y' all movin on up | |
| Gonna swim in big bucks, like scrooge mcduck | |
| And if ya don' t like and you wanna step up | |
| Then open your mouth, and suck my nuts | |
| Melachi the nutcracker, i' m always gettin blacker | |
| Fatter, i bust a fat rhyme to make your head shatter | |
| I' m from the bronx, new york city | |
| The big in apple where the niggaz get busy | |
| God bless the dead, and god rest my pops | |
| Peace to the niggaz goin out bustin shots... |