Song | Mostly Tha Voice |
Artist | Gang Starr |
Album | Hard To Earn |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Elam, Guru, Martin | |
Refrain:It's mostly tha voice, that gets you up | |
It's mostly tha voice, that makes you buck | |
A lot of rappers got flavor, and some got skills | |
But if your voice ain't dope then you need to [chill... chill... ] | |
Up steps one, and he gets done | |
Then up steps another, he gets smothered | |
That's word to mother, or should | |
I say moms | |
I drop bombs, scorchin niggaz like napalm | |
Sucka, boy, get off my shit | |
Get off my dick so what | |
I make butter hits | |
You better change your behavior, battling gangstarr | |
No religion could save ya | |
My religion is rap, r-a-p | |
R-e-a-l-i-t-y, g | |
Cause when | |
I rock street kids rejoice | |
I got mad rhymes, still | |
RefrainSo when you think you know the whole you don't even know the half | |
You're not a threat to myself, and neither to my staff | |
Not the type to really dance too much, although | |
I used toRather bust a fresh line, and get loose to | |
The blunted ill types of beats premier makes | |
Makes your girl's rear shake, let me set it straight | |
RefrainSome rappers use hooks to this shit | |
But if you took that shit out | |
And you took all the music out | |
What would remain? the voice no doubt | |
Bless my soul | |
I controlWhen in pimp mode | |
My bank roll expands | |
I invest in my man | |
I plan, to keep rap real | |
So if your shit ain't fat then kneel | |
You squeal, feeling pain from my oral flex | |
What about oral sex, which chick's next | |
To open wide and get a chunk from a real brother | |
Yeah, some real funk from a real brother | |
They get sprung and most of them don't recover | |
But I don't diss em | |
I just talk to em | |
Cause the sound, of my voice, it does a lot to em | |
So you and, the niggaz right there | |
Be aware, like swv, | |
I'm right here | |
Waitin to correct your ass | |
And if you don't follow now | |
I'll disrespect your ass | |
More vicious than sid, do a crime with no bid | |
I tell a bitch that | |
I didn't when you know that | |
I didTake a trip to a land a-far | |
Then come back, and people still know gangstarr | |
See I'm the ladies choice | |
Cause I got crazy styles, still | |
RefrainOutro: guru, shug | |
Oh shit shug, whattup[whassup money? ] | |
Just loungin, about to go do this shit in the studio[oh yeah, you just let me get on that shitYou always said I could get on, you need to let me get on that] | |
Word?[for real man] | |
Yo man[don't front on that shit] | |
I'm sayin yo, if | |
I let you get busy, youknowhati'msayin | |
You can't be dissapointin me[i flip shit, i'ma flip shit on this] | |
Aight man, let's go |
zuo ci : Elam, Guru, Martin | |
Refrain: It' s mostly tha voice, that gets you up | |
It' s mostly tha voice, that makes you buck | |
A lot of rappers got flavor, and some got skills | |
But if your voice ain' t dope then you need to chill... chill... | |
Up steps one, and he gets done | |
Then up steps another, he gets smothered | |
That' s word to mother, or should | |
I say moms | |
I drop bombs, scorchin niggaz like napalm | |
Sucka, boy, get off my shit | |
Get off my dick so what | |
I make butter hits | |
You better change your behavior, battling gangstarr | |
No religion could save ya | |
My religion is rap, rap | |
Reality, g | |
Cause when | |
I rock street kids rejoice | |
I got mad rhymes, still | |
RefrainSo when you think you know the whole you don' t even know the half | |
You' re not a threat to myself, and neither to my staff | |
Not the type to really dance too much, although | |
I used toRather bust a fresh line, and get loose to | |
The blunted ill types of beats premier makes | |
Makes your girl' s rear shake, let me set it straight | |
RefrainSome rappers use hooks to this shit | |
But if you took that shit out | |
And you took all the music out | |
What would remain? the voice no doubt | |
Bless my soul | |
I controlWhen in pimp mode | |
My bank roll expands | |
I invest in my man | |
I plan, to keep rap real | |
So if your shit ain' t fat then kneel | |
You squeal, feeling pain from my oral flex | |
What about oral sex, which chick' s next | |
To open wide and get a chunk from a real brother | |
Yeah, some real funk from a real brother | |
They get sprung and most of them don' t recover | |
But I don' t diss em | |
I just talk to em | |
Cause the sound, of my voice, it does a lot to em | |
So you and, the niggaz right there | |
Be aware, like swv, | |
I' m right here | |
Waitin to correct your ass | |
And if you don' t follow now | |
I' ll disrespect your ass | |
More vicious than sid, do a crime with no bid | |
I tell a bitch that | |
I didn' t when you know that | |
I didTake a trip to a land afar | |
Then come back, and people still know gangstarr | |
See I' m the ladies choice | |
Cause I got crazy styles, still | |
RefrainOutro: guru, shug | |
Oh shit shug, whattup whassup money? | |
Just loungin, about to go do this shit in the studio oh yeah, you just let me get on that shitYou always said I could get on, you need to let me get on that | |
Word? for real man | |
Yo man don' t front on that shit | |
I' m sayin yo, if | |
I let you get busy, youknowhati' msayin | |
You can' t be dissapointin me i flip shit, i' ma flip shit on this | |
Aight man, let' s go |
zuò cí : Elam, Guru, Martin | |
Refrain: It' s mostly tha voice, that gets you up | |
It' s mostly tha voice, that makes you buck | |
A lot of rappers got flavor, and some got skills | |
But if your voice ain' t dope then you need to chill... chill... | |
Up steps one, and he gets done | |
Then up steps another, he gets smothered | |
That' s word to mother, or should | |
I say moms | |
I drop bombs, scorchin niggaz like napalm | |
Sucka, boy, get off my shit | |
Get off my dick so what | |
I make butter hits | |
You better change your behavior, battling gangstarr | |
No religion could save ya | |
My religion is rap, rap | |
Reality, g | |
Cause when | |
I rock street kids rejoice | |
I got mad rhymes, still | |
RefrainSo when you think you know the whole you don' t even know the half | |
You' re not a threat to myself, and neither to my staff | |
Not the type to really dance too much, although | |
I used toRather bust a fresh line, and get loose to | |
The blunted ill types of beats premier makes | |
Makes your girl' s rear shake, let me set it straight | |
RefrainSome rappers use hooks to this shit | |
But if you took that shit out | |
And you took all the music out | |
What would remain? the voice no doubt | |
Bless my soul | |
I controlWhen in pimp mode | |
My bank roll expands | |
I invest in my man | |
I plan, to keep rap real | |
So if your shit ain' t fat then kneel | |
You squeal, feeling pain from my oral flex | |
What about oral sex, which chick' s next | |
To open wide and get a chunk from a real brother | |
Yeah, some real funk from a real brother | |
They get sprung and most of them don' t recover | |
But I don' t diss em | |
I just talk to em | |
Cause the sound, of my voice, it does a lot to em | |
So you and, the niggaz right there | |
Be aware, like swv, | |
I' m right here | |
Waitin to correct your ass | |
And if you don' t follow now | |
I' ll disrespect your ass | |
More vicious than sid, do a crime with no bid | |
I tell a bitch that | |
I didn' t when you know that | |
I didTake a trip to a land afar | |
Then come back, and people still know gangstarr | |
See I' m the ladies choice | |
Cause I got crazy styles, still | |
RefrainOutro: guru, shug | |
Oh shit shug, whattup whassup money? | |
Just loungin, about to go do this shit in the studio oh yeah, you just let me get on that shitYou always said I could get on, you need to let me get on that | |
Word? for real man | |
Yo man don' t front on that shit | |
I' m sayin yo, if | |
I let you get busy, youknowhati' msayin | |
You can' t be dissapointin me i flip shit, i' ma flip shit on this | |
Aight man, let' s go |