Get The Picture Lyrics

Song	Get The Picture
Artist	Kool Moe Dee
Album	Knowledge Is King
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	作词 : Dewese
	Yo
	I had to go for mine
	From the bottom to the top is a hard climb
	But hard rhymes beat hard times
	Gimme a spotlight and i'll shine
	Brither than the brightest star
	No matter who you are
	You're outdone
	I won
	And for the coup de grace
	Competition turns into fans
	Like a politician
	My competition spans
	From country to country
	It's never too far cause i'll take 'em all
	From the shah to the czar
	The fu man chu
	The prime minister too
	The king and the queen
	My rhymes are so mean i'll do
	A number on the country
	Like never before
	Is it a contest
	Or the threat of world war
	Choose your weapon no half-steppin'
	And let's go
	But if ya steppin' watch ya step
	And step slow
	Take your time change your mind
	Cause steppin' to my rhyme is like
	Steppin' on a land mine
	Blowing you to kingdom come
	This ain't vietnam
	A brother thinks he's ready for war brings him on
	A perilous journey
	You catch a hernia
	Trying to burn me
	Cause like an attorney i'll
	Cross-examine
	Your rhymes of my design
	And i'm styill standing
	Tall
	As the competition falls
	In actuality ain't no competition y'all
	Cause i'm rollin' over
	Rappers like a u.s. tank
	Meanwhile laughin' all the way to the bank
	Get the picture (3x)
	Suckers
	Tried to put me down
	Siad rap was crap
	And wouldn't be around
	Any longer than two years
	But eight years later
	I'm still here
	Fully paid
	Because the rhymes i made
	Made dollars and cents
	I wasn't dense
	I stayed
	Away from drugs
	I never touched a pipe
	When i wanna get high
	I smoke the mic
	I never did white lines
	I only write lines
	And i ain't sniffin' nothing but
	The vapors from hype rhymes
	As i start to float
	On the rhymes i wrote
	Ascending to a level with the gods and i tote
	Loads and mounds of people
	As they reach new heights
	A half-a-mile from heaven is the party site
	And i'm the attraction
	The ods will be packed in
	Coming out of their pockets for me to rock it
	And acting
	Like they've never ever ever been entertained
	They try to act godly but they can't maintain
	Aphrodite would freak
	As her knees get weak
	And venus would peak
	Off every word i speak
	Zeus would get loose
	Fully induced
	I'll make apollo's ryhmes sound like
	Mother goose
	By night's end
	Mercury is so hyped
	He'd spread the word
	That there's a god on the mic
	Captivating all the other gods
	By the masses
	Described as a dark-skinned brother in glasses
	But unlike the other gods
	I ain't a myth
	You wanna rif
	I suggest you take the fifth
	Get the picture (3x)
	Knowledge
	Is the source of my success
	History is the course
	And life's the test
	For those who don't know
	History's repetitive
	Lack of knowledge
	Serves as a sedative
	Makes you relax and max
	The lack of facts
	Holds you back
	The odds are stacked
	Against a weak mind
	Makes a meek mind
	But mine ain't weak
	I got a piece and i'ma speak mine
	Telling you the truth
	I raise the roof
	With rhymes so hard
	I'm bulletproof
	One slip of the lip
	Could sink your ship
	You wanna get hip
	Let's take a trip
	All aboard
	This is the last call
	I ain't a mandate cause
	I'll only ask y'all
	Once and only once
	To purchase a ticket
	Get on the rap train
	Watch me kick it
	From state to state
	And every little hick town
	They'll all be down
	With the new hip sound
	Treating me like more
	Than just a star of the sport
	But more like the judge in a court
	Y'all rise
	And raise your hands in the air
	Pump your fists
	And solemnly swear
	To rock the truth
	The whole truth
	And nothing but the truth
	Not only the youth
	Cause the young and the old
	Are all alike
	It makes no difference
	When i'm on the mic
	For those who can't
	Visualize what their eyes can't see
	You wanna get the picture
	Focus on me
	Get the picture (3x)

	zuo ci : Dewese
	Yo
	I had to go for mine
	From the bottom to the top is a hard climb
	But hard rhymes beat hard times
	Gimme a spotlight and i' ll shine
	Brither than the brightest star
	No matter who you are
	You' re outdone
	I won
	And for the coup de grace
	Competition turns into fans
	Like a politician
	My competition spans
	From country to country
	It' s never too far cause i' ll take ' em all
	From the shah to the czar
	The fu man chu
	The prime minister too
	The king and the queen
	My rhymes are so mean i' ll do
	A number on the country
	Like never before
	Is it a contest
	Or the threat of world war
	Choose your weapon no halfsteppin'
	And let' s go
	But if ya steppin' watch ya step
	And step slow
	Take your time change your mind
	Cause steppin' to my rhyme is like
	Steppin' on a land mine
	Blowing you to kingdom come
	This ain' t vietnam
	A brother thinks he' s ready for war brings him on
	A perilous journey
	You catch a hernia
	Trying to burn me
	Cause like an attorney i' ll
	Crossexamine
	Your rhymes of my design
	And i' m styill standing
	Tall
	As the competition falls
	In actuality ain' t no competition y' all
	Cause i' m rollin' over
	Rappers like a u. s. tank
	Meanwhile laughin' all the way to the bank
	Get the picture 3x
	Suckers
	Tried to put me down
	Siad rap was crap
	And wouldn' t be around
	Any longer than two years
	But eight years later
	I' m still here
	Fully paid
	Because the rhymes i made
	Made dollars and cents
	I wasn' t dense
	I stayed
	Away from drugs
	I never touched a pipe
	When i wanna get high
	I smoke the mic
	I never did white lines
	I only write lines
	And i ain' t sniffin' nothing but
	The vapors from hype rhymes
	As i start to float
	On the rhymes i wrote
	Ascending to a level with the gods and i tote
	Loads and mounds of people
	As they reach new heights
	A halfamile from heaven is the party site
	And i' m the attraction
	The ods will be packed in
	Coming out of their pockets for me to rock it
	And acting
	Like they' ve never ever ever been entertained
	They try to act godly but they can' t maintain
	Aphrodite would freak
	As her knees get weak
	And venus would peak
	Off every word i speak
	Zeus would get loose
	Fully induced
	I' ll make apollo' s ryhmes sound like
	Mother goose
	By night' s end
	Mercury is so hyped
	He' d spread the word
	That there' s a god on the mic
	Captivating all the other gods
	By the masses
	Described as a darkskinned brother in glasses
	But unlike the other gods
	I ain' t a myth
	You wanna rif
	I suggest you take the fifth
	Get the picture 3x
	Knowledge
	Is the source of my success
	History is the course
	And life' s the test
	For those who don' t know
	History' s repetitive
	Lack of knowledge
	Serves as a sedative
	Makes you relax and max
	The lack of facts
	Holds you back
	The odds are stacked
	Against a weak mind
	Makes a meek mind
	But mine ain' t weak
	I got a piece and i' ma speak mine
	Telling you the truth
	I raise the roof
	With rhymes so hard
	I' m bulletproof
	One slip of the lip
	Could sink your ship
	You wanna get hip
	Let' s take a trip
	All aboard
	This is the last call
	I ain' t a mandate cause
	I' ll only ask y' all
	Once and only once
	To purchase a ticket
	Get on the rap train
	Watch me kick it
	From state to state
	And every little hick town
	They' ll all be down
	With the new hip sound
	Treating me like more
	Than just a star of the sport
	But more like the judge in a court
	Y' all rise
	And raise your hands in the air
	Pump your fists
	And solemnly swear
	To rock the truth
	The whole truth
	And nothing but the truth
	Not only the youth
	Cause the young and the old
	Are all alike
	It makes no difference
	When i' m on the mic
	For those who can' t
	Visualize what their eyes can' t see
	You wanna get the picture
	Focus on me
	Get the picture 3x

	zuò cí : Dewese
	Yo
	I had to go for mine
	From the bottom to the top is a hard climb
	But hard rhymes beat hard times
	Gimme a spotlight and i' ll shine
	Brither than the brightest star
	No matter who you are
	You' re outdone
	I won
	And for the coup de grace
	Competition turns into fans
	Like a politician
	My competition spans
	From country to country
	It' s never too far cause i' ll take ' em all
	From the shah to the czar
	The fu man chu
	The prime minister too
	The king and the queen
	My rhymes are so mean i' ll do
	A number on the country
	Like never before
	Is it a contest
	Or the threat of world war
	Choose your weapon no halfsteppin'
	And let' s go
	But if ya steppin' watch ya step
	And step slow
	Take your time change your mind
	Cause steppin' to my rhyme is like
	Steppin' on a land mine
	Blowing you to kingdom come
	This ain' t vietnam
	A brother thinks he' s ready for war brings him on
	A perilous journey
	You catch a hernia
	Trying to burn me
	Cause like an attorney i' ll
	Crossexamine
	Your rhymes of my design
	And i' m styill standing
	Tall
	As the competition falls
	In actuality ain' t no competition y' all
	Cause i' m rollin' over
	Rappers like a u. s. tank
	Meanwhile laughin' all the way to the bank
	Get the picture 3x
	Suckers
	Tried to put me down
	Siad rap was crap
	And wouldn' t be around
	Any longer than two years
	But eight years later
	I' m still here
	Fully paid
	Because the rhymes i made
	Made dollars and cents
	I wasn' t dense
	I stayed
	Away from drugs
	I never touched a pipe
	When i wanna get high
	I smoke the mic
	I never did white lines
	I only write lines
	And i ain' t sniffin' nothing but
	The vapors from hype rhymes
	As i start to float
	On the rhymes i wrote
	Ascending to a level with the gods and i tote
	Loads and mounds of people
	As they reach new heights
	A halfamile from heaven is the party site
	And i' m the attraction
	The ods will be packed in
	Coming out of their pockets for me to rock it
	And acting
	Like they' ve never ever ever been entertained
	They try to act godly but they can' t maintain
	Aphrodite would freak
	As her knees get weak
	And venus would peak
	Off every word i speak
	Zeus would get loose
	Fully induced
	I' ll make apollo' s ryhmes sound like
	Mother goose
	By night' s end
	Mercury is so hyped
	He' d spread the word
	That there' s a god on the mic
	Captivating all the other gods
	By the masses
	Described as a darkskinned brother in glasses
	But unlike the other gods
	I ain' t a myth
	You wanna rif
	I suggest you take the fifth
	Get the picture 3x
	Knowledge
	Is the source of my success
	History is the course
	And life' s the test
	For those who don' t know
	History' s repetitive
	Lack of knowledge
	Serves as a sedative
	Makes you relax and max
	The lack of facts
	Holds you back
	The odds are stacked
	Against a weak mind
	Makes a meek mind
	But mine ain' t weak
	I got a piece and i' ma speak mine
	Telling you the truth
	I raise the roof
	With rhymes so hard
	I' m bulletproof
	One slip of the lip
	Could sink your ship
	You wanna get hip
	Let' s take a trip
	All aboard
	This is the last call
	I ain' t a mandate cause
	I' ll only ask y' all
	Once and only once
	To purchase a ticket
	Get on the rap train
	Watch me kick it
	From state to state
	And every little hick town
	They' ll all be down
	With the new hip sound
	Treating me like more
	Than just a star of the sport
	But more like the judge in a court
	Y' all rise
	And raise your hands in the air
	Pump your fists
	And solemnly swear
	To rock the truth
	The whole truth
	And nothing but the truth
	Not only the youth
	Cause the young and the old
	Are all alike
	It makes no difference
	When i' m on the mic
	For those who can' t
	Visualize what their eyes can' t see
	You wanna get the picture
	Focus on me
	Get the picture 3x

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