Song | Twelve |
Artist | Jurassic 5 |
Album | Quality Control |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Givens, Henderson, Macfadden ... |
[00:16.30] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[00:18.42] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[00:20.79] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[00:23.35] | And give the party people what they came here for, ahh |
[00:26.78] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[00:27.85] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[00:31.27] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[00:33.65] | And give the party people what they came here for |
[00:36.21] | Yo, my pleasure principle from the streets of South Central |
[00:38.20] | Ghetto hip-hop, nonstop fundamental |
[00:41.26] | Urban curb servin', vocabulary surging |
[00:44.13] | Rebel with the turban and the street corner sermon |
[00:46.88] | I keep it working for certain, close curtains |
[00:49.18] | Renegade bought up a troop when I'm dispursing |
[00:51.80] | That body rock moving, ghetto baby music |
[00:54.49] | We eat together with the inner city coolness |
[00:57.06] | Yo (Who's this?) Slicing a rhyme in square bits |
[00:59.61] | Burning through open skin like newly prepared grits |
[01:02.10] | It's 2na Fish, I'm bringing the bad news |
[01:04.73] | And changing your bathroom if you thinking that cash rules |
[01:07.03] | Oooh, pumpernickle blow words like snot speckles |
[01:09.91] | When shots echo, some duck and hide like Doc Jeckyl |
[01:12.21] | Like Don Rickles, I'm kicking rhymes that stop heckles |
[01:14.77] | Correcting all them bumbaclot specials |
[01:15.95] | Yeah, I got my mind on my money for those that comprehend |
[01:19.52] | And my money on whatever I think I look fresh in |
[01:22.44] | Questions, is he stepping authentic? |
[01:24.13] | Controller of the panic, break a senate lieutenant |
[01:27.88] | Spit it, yo, despite your critic comments |
[01:29.56] | Knowing it ain't a hotter verse than Zaakir Mohammed |
[01:32.56] | Whether last or first, or bottom or top |
[01:35.36] | Now is it "Stop hip-hop" or "Hip-hop don't stop?" |
[01:38.30] | You need to protect your neck |
[01:39.54] | You the kind of brother who be chasing checks |
[01:41.16] | Me and my crew crash through and get nuff respect |
[01:44.54] | Basic bet takers I'm beyond your average thinker |
[01:46.03] | Break and MC down, like my name was Dr. Shrinker |
[01:48.34] | Passion fake MC's, wearing mink MC's |
[01:49.84] | On-the-brink MC's, you need to think MC's |
[01:52.27] | |
[01:53.58] | Bout to sink MC's, don't even speak MC's |
[01:56.02] | Cause half the shit you kicking sounding weak MC's |
[01:58.76] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[02:01.58] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[02:04.02] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[02:06.63] | And give the party people what they came here for, ahh |
[02:09.81] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[02:12.12] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[02:14.37] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[02:16.93] | And give the party people what they came here for |
[02:19.61] | I razor sharp with mindset, sunset til sun |
[02:22.23] | And I admit, I used to bite people's shit when I was young |
[02:25.04] | Back in 83rd, before my style was preferred |
[02:26.84] | Now my connectionw with the word is preferred |
[02:29.22] | Primo, my AC, 310 |
[02:32.53] | The first confidential, inscribed my initial |
[02:34.27] | The Z double A K-I and R |
[02:37.27] | Submerge in submarine words near and far |
[02:40.08] | Cause I'm too hot to handle, too cold to freeze |
[02:42.70] | And I'm a diss any nigga that sounds like me |
[02:44.69] | Yo yo, breeze through the trees, feel the flavor at ease |
[02:46.69] | Degrees of melodies, typewriter MC's |
[02:48.25] | They on their Q's and P's withing my vicinity |
[02:53.12] | Department of Correctional Rhyme Ability |
[02:55.75] | Keep the biters on lock, rock no silk |
[02:58.43] | Still shock, rhyme around the clock |
[03:00.93] | From dawn to dusk, my raps is Mack Truck |
[03:03.54] | You schmucks is out of luck, I'm ready to run amuck |
[03:06.10] | Ayo I'm lampin, I'm lampin, I'm cold stone lampin |
[03:08.54] | High pitch, beat drumsticks like Lionel Hampton |
[03:11.16] | The champion, fly shit, the anthem |
[03:13.27] | 5'11" with dark skin and tantrum |
[03:16.40] | Handsome never, not even as a kid |
[03:18.95] | The girls used to say "Oh his nose is too big" |
[03:22.02] | Yo, you'll get bruised, kid, ghetto blues, you'll never refuse shit |
[03:24.44] | The show's good, pinching MC's like rosewood |
[03:25.82] | I'm shrinking you rap characters into die-cast minitures |
[03:28.38] | I'll blast ten of you while my rhymes while my rhymes harass senators |
[03:32.57] | Through TV monitors, brains and glass dinner jaws |
[03:34.63] | Verbal vinegar for you biters down at the salad bar |
[03:37.44] | The combat that's making your mom mad |
[03:39.18] | I'm feeling a congrat for burning his mom bad |
[03:41.93] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[03:44.86] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[03:47.42] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[03:50.24] | And give the party people what they came here for, ahh |
[03:53.48] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[03:55.16] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[03:57.72] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[04:00.34] | And give the party people what they came here for |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Givens, Henderson, Macfadden ... |
[00:16.30] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[00:18.42] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[00:20.79] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[00:23.35] | And give the party people what they came here for, ahh |
[00:26.78] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[00:27.85] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[00:31.27] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[00:33.65] | And give the party people what they came here for |
[00:36.21] | Yo, my pleasure principle from the streets of South Central |
[00:38.20] | Ghetto hiphop, nonstop fundamental |
[00:41.26] | Urban curb servin', vocabulary surging |
[00:44.13] | Rebel with the turban and the street corner sermon |
[00:46.88] | I keep it working for certain, close curtains |
[00:49.18] | Renegade bought up a troop when I' m dispursing |
[00:51.80] | That body rock moving, ghetto baby music |
[00:54.49] | We eat together with the inner city coolness |
[00:57.06] | Yo Who' s this? Slicing a rhyme in square bits |
[00:59.61] | Burning through open skin like newly prepared grits |
[01:02.10] | It' s 2na Fish, I' m bringing the bad news |
[01:04.73] | And changing your bathroom if you thinking that cash rules |
[01:07.03] | Oooh, pumpernickle blow words like snot speckles |
[01:09.91] | When shots echo, some duck and hide like Doc Jeckyl |
[01:12.21] | Like Don Rickles, I' m kicking rhymes that stop heckles |
[01:14.77] | Correcting all them bumbaclot specials |
[01:15.95] | Yeah, I got my mind on my money for those that comprehend |
[01:19.52] | And my money on whatever I think I look fresh in |
[01:22.44] | Questions, is he stepping authentic? |
[01:24.13] | Controller of the panic, break a senate lieutenant |
[01:27.88] | Spit it, yo, despite your critic comments |
[01:29.56] | Knowing it ain' t a hotter verse than Zaakir Mohammed |
[01:32.56] | Whether last or first, or bottom or top |
[01:35.36] | Now is it Stop hiphop or Hiphop don' t stop? |
[01:38.30] | You need to protect your neck |
[01:39.54] | You the kind of brother who be chasing checks |
[01:41.16] | Me and my crew crash through and get nuff respect |
[01:44.54] | Basic bet takers I' m beyond your average thinker |
[01:46.03] | Break and MC down, like my name was Dr. Shrinker |
[01:48.34] | Passion fake MC' s, wearing mink MC' s |
[01:49.84] | Onthebrink MC' s, you need to think MC' s |
[01:52.27] | |
[01:53.58] | Bout to sink MC' s, don' t even speak MC' s |
[01:56.02] | Cause half the shit you kicking sounding weak MC' s |
[01:58.76] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[02:01.58] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[02:04.02] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[02:06.63] | And give the party people what they came here for, ahh |
[02:09.81] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[02:12.12] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[02:14.37] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[02:16.93] | And give the party people what they came here for |
[02:19.61] | I razor sharp with mindset, sunset til sun |
[02:22.23] | And I admit, I used to bite people' s shit when I was young |
[02:25.04] | Back in 83rd, before my style was preferred |
[02:26.84] | Now my connectionw with the word is preferred |
[02:29.22] | Primo, my AC, 310 |
[02:32.53] | The first confidential, inscribed my initial |
[02:34.27] | The Z double A KI and R |
[02:37.27] | Submerge in submarine words near and far |
[02:40.08] | Cause I' m too hot to handle, too cold to freeze |
[02:42.70] | And I' m a diss any nigga that sounds like me |
[02:44.69] | Yo yo, breeze through the trees, feel the flavor at ease |
[02:46.69] | Degrees of melodies, typewriter MC' s |
[02:48.25] | They on their Q' s and P' s withing my vicinity |
[02:53.12] | Department of Correctional Rhyme Ability |
[02:55.75] | Keep the biters on lock, rock no silk |
[02:58.43] | Still shock, rhyme around the clock |
[03:00.93] | From dawn to dusk, my raps is Mack Truck |
[03:03.54] | You schmucks is out of luck, I' m ready to run amuck |
[03:06.10] | Ayo I' m lampin, I' m lampin, I' m cold stone lampin |
[03:08.54] | High pitch, beat drumsticks like Lionel Hampton |
[03:11.16] | The champion, fly shit, the anthem |
[03:13.27] | 5' 11 with dark skin and tantrum |
[03:16.40] | Handsome never, not even as a kid |
[03:18.95] | The girls used to say Oh his nose is too big |
[03:22.02] | Yo, you' ll get bruised, kid, ghetto blues, you' ll never refuse shit |
[03:24.44] | The show' s good, pinching MC' s like rosewood |
[03:25.82] | I' m shrinking you rap characters into diecast minitures |
[03:28.38] | I' ll blast ten of you while my rhymes while my rhymes harass senators |
[03:32.57] | Through TV monitors, brains and glass dinner jaws |
[03:34.63] | Verbal vinegar for you biters down at the salad bar |
[03:37.44] | The combat that' s making your mom mad |
[03:39.18] | I' m feeling a congrat for burning his mom bad |
[03:41.93] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[03:44.86] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[03:47.42] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[03:50.24] | And give the party people what they came here for, ahh |
[03:53.48] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[03:55.16] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[03:57.72] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[04:00.34] | And give the party people what they came here for |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Givens, Henderson, Macfadden ... |
[00:16.30] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[00:18.42] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[00:20.79] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[00:23.35] | And give the party people what they came here for, ahh |
[00:26.78] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[00:27.85] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[00:31.27] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[00:33.65] | And give the party people what they came here for |
[00:36.21] | Yo, my pleasure principle from the streets of South Central |
[00:38.20] | Ghetto hiphop, nonstop fundamental |
[00:41.26] | Urban curb servin', vocabulary surging |
[00:44.13] | Rebel with the turban and the street corner sermon |
[00:46.88] | I keep it working for certain, close curtains |
[00:49.18] | Renegade bought up a troop when I' m dispursing |
[00:51.80] | That body rock moving, ghetto baby music |
[00:54.49] | We eat together with the inner city coolness |
[00:57.06] | Yo Who' s this? Slicing a rhyme in square bits |
[00:59.61] | Burning through open skin like newly prepared grits |
[01:02.10] | It' s 2na Fish, I' m bringing the bad news |
[01:04.73] | And changing your bathroom if you thinking that cash rules |
[01:07.03] | Oooh, pumpernickle blow words like snot speckles |
[01:09.91] | When shots echo, some duck and hide like Doc Jeckyl |
[01:12.21] | Like Don Rickles, I' m kicking rhymes that stop heckles |
[01:14.77] | Correcting all them bumbaclot specials |
[01:15.95] | Yeah, I got my mind on my money for those that comprehend |
[01:19.52] | And my money on whatever I think I look fresh in |
[01:22.44] | Questions, is he stepping authentic? |
[01:24.13] | Controller of the panic, break a senate lieutenant |
[01:27.88] | Spit it, yo, despite your critic comments |
[01:29.56] | Knowing it ain' t a hotter verse than Zaakir Mohammed |
[01:32.56] | Whether last or first, or bottom or top |
[01:35.36] | Now is it Stop hiphop or Hiphop don' t stop? |
[01:38.30] | You need to protect your neck |
[01:39.54] | You the kind of brother who be chasing checks |
[01:41.16] | Me and my crew crash through and get nuff respect |
[01:44.54] | Basic bet takers I' m beyond your average thinker |
[01:46.03] | Break and MC down, like my name was Dr. Shrinker |
[01:48.34] | Passion fake MC' s, wearing mink MC' s |
[01:49.84] | Onthebrink MC' s, you need to think MC' s |
[01:52.27] | |
[01:53.58] | Bout to sink MC' s, don' t even speak MC' s |
[01:56.02] | Cause half the shit you kicking sounding weak MC' s |
[01:58.76] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[02:01.58] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[02:04.02] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[02:06.63] | And give the party people what they came here for, ahh |
[02:09.81] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[02:12.12] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[02:14.37] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[02:16.93] | And give the party people what they came here for |
[02:19.61] | I razor sharp with mindset, sunset til sun |
[02:22.23] | And I admit, I used to bite people' s shit when I was young |
[02:25.04] | Back in 83rd, before my style was preferred |
[02:26.84] | Now my connectionw with the word is preferred |
[02:29.22] | Primo, my AC, 310 |
[02:32.53] | The first confidential, inscribed my initial |
[02:34.27] | The Z double A KI and R |
[02:37.27] | Submerge in submarine words near and far |
[02:40.08] | Cause I' m too hot to handle, too cold to freeze |
[02:42.70] | And I' m a diss any nigga that sounds like me |
[02:44.69] | Yo yo, breeze through the trees, feel the flavor at ease |
[02:46.69] | Degrees of melodies, typewriter MC' s |
[02:48.25] | They on their Q' s and P' s withing my vicinity |
[02:53.12] | Department of Correctional Rhyme Ability |
[02:55.75] | Keep the biters on lock, rock no silk |
[02:58.43] | Still shock, rhyme around the clock |
[03:00.93] | From dawn to dusk, my raps is Mack Truck |
[03:03.54] | You schmucks is out of luck, I' m ready to run amuck |
[03:06.10] | Ayo I' m lampin, I' m lampin, I' m cold stone lampin |
[03:08.54] | High pitch, beat drumsticks like Lionel Hampton |
[03:11.16] | The champion, fly shit, the anthem |
[03:13.27] | 5' 11 with dark skin and tantrum |
[03:16.40] | Handsome never, not even as a kid |
[03:18.95] | The girls used to say Oh his nose is too big |
[03:22.02] | Yo, you' ll get bruised, kid, ghetto blues, you' ll never refuse shit |
[03:24.44] | The show' s good, pinching MC' s like rosewood |
[03:25.82] | I' m shrinking you rap characters into diecast minitures |
[03:28.38] | I' ll blast ten of you while my rhymes while my rhymes harass senators |
[03:32.57] | Through TV monitors, brains and glass dinner jaws |
[03:34.63] | Verbal vinegar for you biters down at the salad bar |
[03:37.44] | The combat that' s making your mom mad |
[03:39.18] | I' m feeling a congrat for burning his mom bad |
[03:41.93] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[03:44.86] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[03:47.42] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[03:50.24] | And give the party people what they came here for, ahh |
[03:53.48] | One, two, Jurassic Crew |
[03:55.16] | What we bout to do, brothers have no clue |
[03:57.72] | Three, four, tear down the door |
[04:00.34] | And give the party people what they came here for |