Song | Step In The Arena |
Artist | Gang Starr |
Album | Step In The Arena |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : DJ Premier, Guru | |
{dj premier cuts the phrase "step up..." over and over}[guru] | |
Once you step in the arena, cheater; you're gonna be a- | |
Mazed when you gaze at the armor on this leader | |
Fully clad and glad to find a cause, | |
I won't pause | |
Fear is a joke, slowpoke, | |
I'm like claws | |
That'll rip 'cause your gift, is merely flesh | |
Superficial and | |
I wish you, would give it a rest | |
But if you don't, | |
I'll unsheath my excalibur | |
Like a noble knight, so meet ya challenger | |
A true hero, while you're a through zero | |
Gettin beat to a pulp so that you can't run for help | |
I heard a gulp in your throat, cause you hope that | |
I'll be merciful | |
But coo-cluck, | |
I made you strut as | |
I rehearse a few | |
Battle drills, and watch your bladder spill | |
Yellow fluid, check out how | |
I mellowed into it | |
Face to feet to defeat, you can tell | |
I'm into it | |
As I'm pullin out my lance, to kill you and advance to | |
The winner's throne; cause | |
I own you once you step in the arena{dj premier cuts the phrase "step up..." over and over}[guru] | |
In the arena... or rather colliseum | |
There's people gatherin by multitudes to see one | |
Perpretrator fall to the dust after the other | |
Quickly disposed of at the hand of a known brother | |
Born wit the art in his heart that is spartacus | |
And one-to-one combat jack, just a thought of this | |
Match-up, makes gangstarr wanna snatch up | |
One or two phrases from the new book with new pages | |
Of rhymes that are built like a chariot | |
Dope vocals carry it, to the battle set | |
If a beat was a princess, | |
I would marry it | |
But now I must bow to the crowd as | |
I stand proud | |
Victorius, glorious, understand now | |
Cause battles and wars and much fights | |
I have been through | |
One mc got beheaded, and you can too | |
Forget it, cause you'd rather be just a spectator | |
An onlooker, afraid you may get slayed or | |
Struck by a blow, from a mic gladiator | |
I betcha that later you might be sad that you played yourself | |
Cause you stepped up, chest puffed out | |
And in just one lyric, you got snuffed out | |
Cause rhymin is serious, | |
I'm strong, | |
I'm like hercules | |
You'll get hurt with these lines, close the curtains please | |
And suckers can jet cause | |
I wreck once you step in the arena{dj premier cuts the phrase "step inside my... arena" over and over}[guru] | |
In the arena or forum, weak mc's | |
I will floor 'em | |
Causin mayhem, | |
I'll slay them, and the blood'll be pourin | |
Furthermore | |
I implore, that as a soldier of war | |
I go in only to win and be the holder of more | |
Trophies, titles, and triumphs cause | |
I dump all the sly chumps | |
Never choosin to lose my spot, not once | |
For the mere idea of an opponent that | |
I fearIs foolish utterly, | |
I mean but none'll be | |
Tryin to toy wit a destroyer of many | |
You shitted your pants cause you can't figure any | |
Foe that can step to this concept so | |
Tou better sit again citizen, weak mc's | |
I get rid of them | |
Watch the way they get distraught when they get caught | |
In the worst positions, cause they didn't listen | |
And tried goin up against a hungry killer who's itchin | |
To mame and murder, those who claimed that they were the | |
Toughest ones, they get done once they step in the arena{dj premier cuts the phrase "step inside my... arena"} |
zuo ci : DJ Premier, Guru | |
dj premier cuts the phrase " step up..." over and over guru | |
Once you step in the arena, cheater you' re gonna be a | |
Mazed when you gaze at the armor on this leader | |
Fully clad and glad to find a cause, | |
I won' t pause | |
Fear is a joke, slowpoke, | |
I' m like claws | |
That' ll rip ' cause your gift, is merely flesh | |
Superficial and | |
I wish you, would give it a rest | |
But if you don' t, | |
I' ll unsheath my excalibur | |
Like a noble knight, so meet ya challenger | |
A true hero, while you' re a through zero | |
Gettin beat to a pulp so that you can' t run for help | |
I heard a gulp in your throat, cause you hope that | |
I' ll be merciful | |
But coocluck, | |
I made you strut as | |
I rehearse a few | |
Battle drills, and watch your bladder spill | |
Yellow fluid, check out how | |
I mellowed into it | |
Face to feet to defeat, you can tell | |
I' m into it | |
As I' m pullin out my lance, to kill you and advance to | |
The winner' s throne cause | |
I own you once you step in the arena dj premier cuts the phrase " step up..." over and over guru | |
In the arena... or rather colliseum | |
There' s people gatherin by multitudes to see one | |
Perpretrator fall to the dust after the other | |
Quickly disposed of at the hand of a known brother | |
Born wit the art in his heart that is spartacus | |
And onetoone combat jack, just a thought of this | |
Matchup, makes gangstarr wanna snatch up | |
One or two phrases from the new book with new pages | |
Of rhymes that are built like a chariot | |
Dope vocals carry it, to the battle set | |
If a beat was a princess, | |
I would marry it | |
But now I must bow to the crowd as | |
I stand proud | |
Victorius, glorious, understand now | |
Cause battles and wars and much fights | |
I have been through | |
One mc got beheaded, and you can too | |
Forget it, cause you' d rather be just a spectator | |
An onlooker, afraid you may get slayed or | |
Struck by a blow, from a mic gladiator | |
I betcha that later you might be sad that you played yourself | |
Cause you stepped up, chest puffed out | |
And in just one lyric, you got snuffed out | |
Cause rhymin is serious, | |
I' m strong, | |
I' m like hercules | |
You' ll get hurt with these lines, close the curtains please | |
And suckers can jet cause | |
I wreck once you step in the arena dj premier cuts the phrase " step inside my... arena" over and over guru | |
In the arena or forum, weak mc' s | |
I will floor ' em | |
Causin mayhem, | |
I' ll slay them, and the blood' ll be pourin | |
Furthermore | |
I implore, that as a soldier of war | |
I go in only to win and be the holder of more | |
Trophies, titles, and triumphs cause | |
I dump all the sly chumps | |
Never choosin to lose my spot, not once | |
For the mere idea of an opponent that | |
I fearIs foolish utterly, | |
I mean but none' ll be | |
Tryin to toy wit a destroyer of many | |
You shitted your pants cause you can' t figure any | |
Foe that can step to this concept so | |
Tou better sit again citizen, weak mc' s | |
I get rid of them | |
Watch the way they get distraught when they get caught | |
In the worst positions, cause they didn' t listen | |
And tried goin up against a hungry killer who' s itchin | |
To mame and murder, those who claimed that they were the | |
Toughest ones, they get done once they step in the arena dj premier cuts the phrase " step inside my... arena" |
zuò cí : DJ Premier, Guru | |
dj premier cuts the phrase " step up..." over and over guru | |
Once you step in the arena, cheater you' re gonna be a | |
Mazed when you gaze at the armor on this leader | |
Fully clad and glad to find a cause, | |
I won' t pause | |
Fear is a joke, slowpoke, | |
I' m like claws | |
That' ll rip ' cause your gift, is merely flesh | |
Superficial and | |
I wish you, would give it a rest | |
But if you don' t, | |
I' ll unsheath my excalibur | |
Like a noble knight, so meet ya challenger | |
A true hero, while you' re a through zero | |
Gettin beat to a pulp so that you can' t run for help | |
I heard a gulp in your throat, cause you hope that | |
I' ll be merciful | |
But coocluck, | |
I made you strut as | |
I rehearse a few | |
Battle drills, and watch your bladder spill | |
Yellow fluid, check out how | |
I mellowed into it | |
Face to feet to defeat, you can tell | |
I' m into it | |
As I' m pullin out my lance, to kill you and advance to | |
The winner' s throne cause | |
I own you once you step in the arena dj premier cuts the phrase " step up..." over and over guru | |
In the arena... or rather colliseum | |
There' s people gatherin by multitudes to see one | |
Perpretrator fall to the dust after the other | |
Quickly disposed of at the hand of a known brother | |
Born wit the art in his heart that is spartacus | |
And onetoone combat jack, just a thought of this | |
Matchup, makes gangstarr wanna snatch up | |
One or two phrases from the new book with new pages | |
Of rhymes that are built like a chariot | |
Dope vocals carry it, to the battle set | |
If a beat was a princess, | |
I would marry it | |
But now I must bow to the crowd as | |
I stand proud | |
Victorius, glorious, understand now | |
Cause battles and wars and much fights | |
I have been through | |
One mc got beheaded, and you can too | |
Forget it, cause you' d rather be just a spectator | |
An onlooker, afraid you may get slayed or | |
Struck by a blow, from a mic gladiator | |
I betcha that later you might be sad that you played yourself | |
Cause you stepped up, chest puffed out | |
And in just one lyric, you got snuffed out | |
Cause rhymin is serious, | |
I' m strong, | |
I' m like hercules | |
You' ll get hurt with these lines, close the curtains please | |
And suckers can jet cause | |
I wreck once you step in the arena dj premier cuts the phrase " step inside my... arena" over and over guru | |
In the arena or forum, weak mc' s | |
I will floor ' em | |
Causin mayhem, | |
I' ll slay them, and the blood' ll be pourin | |
Furthermore | |
I implore, that as a soldier of war | |
I go in only to win and be the holder of more | |
Trophies, titles, and triumphs cause | |
I dump all the sly chumps | |
Never choosin to lose my spot, not once | |
For the mere idea of an opponent that | |
I fearIs foolish utterly, | |
I mean but none' ll be | |
Tryin to toy wit a destroyer of many | |
You shitted your pants cause you can' t figure any | |
Foe that can step to this concept so | |
Tou better sit again citizen, weak mc' s | |
I get rid of them | |
Watch the way they get distraught when they get caught | |
In the worst positions, cause they didn' t listen | |
And tried goin up against a hungry killer who' s itchin | |
To mame and murder, those who claimed that they were the | |
Toughest ones, they get done once they step in the arena dj premier cuts the phrase " step inside my... arena" |