Song | Pep Love |
Artist | Hieroglyphics |
Album | 3rd Eye Vision |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Peacock, Suarez | |
Now for the record, I'ma professional | |
Making my word known, dropping over the metronome | |
Hopping over the norm to the rank of the Prose | |
Taking you on a journey to where civilization arose | |
The nine principles of Hieroglyphics lore exist to be | |
Those that added a twist to hip hop history | |
Excelling that swelling at a rate | |
You can't hold back, might as well collaborate | |
And make it better forever and never ceasin' | |
At least, I'm gonna do what I wanna do | |
And get my piece of the pie | |
This Hieroglyphic high priest speaks from my third eye | |
Never learned nothing from Greece | |
It's easy to bit and steal | |
But once you come amongst those with heightened skill | |
You get frightened | |
Mics and the likes of me | |
Create ice in the hearts of the average MC | |
And with my counterparts | |
My thoughts are massed to the juggernaut force | |
You better not horse around with, come and get drowned | |
In the rhythm I found | |
And stuck wit it through the thick and thin | |
While some just withered away | |
I'm in this for permanent prominence | |
Turning it out, my presence is ominous | |
Blessed in my destiny rest in each | |
Syllable and the particular way it dress the beat |
zuo ci : Peacock, Suarez | |
Now for the record, I' ma professional | |
Making my word known, dropping over the metronome | |
Hopping over the norm to the rank of the Prose | |
Taking you on a journey to where civilization arose | |
The nine principles of Hieroglyphics lore exist to be | |
Those that added a twist to hip hop history | |
Excelling that swelling at a rate | |
You can' t hold back, might as well collaborate | |
And make it better forever and never ceasin' | |
At least, I' m gonna do what I wanna do | |
And get my piece of the pie | |
This Hieroglyphic high priest speaks from my third eye | |
Never learned nothing from Greece | |
It' s easy to bit and steal | |
But once you come amongst those with heightened skill | |
You get frightened | |
Mics and the likes of me | |
Create ice in the hearts of the average MC | |
And with my counterparts | |
My thoughts are massed to the juggernaut force | |
You better not horse around with, come and get drowned | |
In the rhythm I found | |
And stuck wit it through the thick and thin | |
While some just withered away | |
I' m in this for permanent prominence | |
Turning it out, my presence is ominous | |
Blessed in my destiny rest in each | |
Syllable and the particular way it dress the beat |
zuò cí : Peacock, Suarez | |
Now for the record, I' ma professional | |
Making my word known, dropping over the metronome | |
Hopping over the norm to the rank of the Prose | |
Taking you on a journey to where civilization arose | |
The nine principles of Hieroglyphics lore exist to be | |
Those that added a twist to hip hop history | |
Excelling that swelling at a rate | |
You can' t hold back, might as well collaborate | |
And make it better forever and never ceasin' | |
At least, I' m gonna do what I wanna do | |
And get my piece of the pie | |
This Hieroglyphic high priest speaks from my third eye | |
Never learned nothing from Greece | |
It' s easy to bit and steal | |
But once you come amongst those with heightened skill | |
You get frightened | |
Mics and the likes of me | |
Create ice in the hearts of the average MC | |
And with my counterparts | |
My thoughts are massed to the juggernaut force | |
You better not horse around with, come and get drowned | |
In the rhythm I found | |
And stuck wit it through the thick and thin | |
While some just withered away | |
I' m in this for permanent prominence | |
Turning it out, my presence is ominous | |
Blessed in my destiny rest in each | |
Syllable and the particular way it dress the beat |