| Song | If You Want To |
| Artist | Travis Barker |
| Artist | Lupe Fiasco |
| Artist | Pharrell Williams |
| Album | Give The Drummer Some |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jaco Barker,Williams | |
| 作词 : Jaco Barker,Williams | |
| OhOhOhThat's what you wanna do | |
| The mind's all a flutter, no pigs on the gig | |
| No swine for the supper, no wine in the cupboard | |
| Everything of mine must show signs of the suffer | |
| And keep you oppressed in the utter struggle | |
| But keep it all fresh like | |
| TupperOne of the tougher gingerbread men out the cutter | |
| Skin ain't | |
| Huck Finn but | |
| I ain't nigga | |
| Jim mother****er | |
| I'm more like | |
| Clubba, from the uppercut of the gutter | |
| Never kowtow, | |
| I won't bow down to the bull like | |
| KolkataThey ain't what | |
| I'm rapping for | |
| I rather be a matador | |
| So tartare or rather raw | |
| I know that sounds ****ed up like a reptoid | |
| But it's no | |
| Ruth's Chris, if | |
| I lose, so | |
| I chooseTo keep it seeing red like | |
| Crips and | |
| PirusHow he the guy who rise to high school | |
| Schooled at | |
| Cooley High who's highs denied students | |
| Till it's time to rise up, ride for our views | |
| Tired of all the lies won't to abide by y'all's rules | |
| AKs and IQs 'til my skies are light blue | |
| Hey, I must admit it, | |
| I ain't shamed | |
| I'm the best, oh | |
| They've been bitten, that's why | |
| I pissed off the rest, oh | |
| Niggas is jealous 'cause what | |
| I got restin' on my neck, oh' | |
| Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a | |
| G4Mug if you want to, bug if you want to | |
| Chill if you want to, drug if you want to | |
| Build if you want to, joke if you want to | |
| Disrespect me, that's what you won't do | |
| That's what you won't do | |
| Been around a world and things that | |
| I've seenThese things get turned into things that | |
| I singThings ringing together with similes in between | |
| Been mean since a teen, since little green marines | |
| I've been, mean, jean | |
| Ming, green, lean, dream | |
| Bending, king, bling-bling, three rings | |
| Ring-lings, home owned, oh, is, yeah | |
| To move towards it, | |
| I had ta route 4 it | |
| Like the home team, now | |
| I be all in | |
| Singing that | |
| Queen, Somebody to | |
| LoveRhapsody | |
| Bohemian, | |
| We Are Champions | |
| You don't wanna bite the dust better stay on your scene | |
| I drop the lyric whip bible king | |
| You can document it | |
| Columbine bowling | |
| I got the spirit | |
| I require no wings | |
| A fly MC rivet in my pants, just to buy pearl wings | |
| Then wear 'em on the covers of your magazines | |
| Feeling real yetti in my size fourteens | |
| Trying to [Incomprehensible] | |
| Hey, I must admit it, | |
| I ain't shamed | |
| I'm the best, oh | |
| They've been bitten, that's why | |
| I pissed off the rest, oh | |
| Niggas is jealous 'cause what | |
| I got restin' on my neck, oh' | |
| Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a | |
| G4Mug if you want to, bug if you want to | |
| Chill if you want to, drug if you want to | |
| Build if you want to, joke if you want to | |
| Disrespect me, that's what you won't do | |
| That's what you won't do | |
| I'm performin' mama, hey | |
| Now ain't nobody knowin' me, mama | |
| All these hoe's on me, mama | |
| Why the hell you ain't want me mama? | |
| HeyI'm performin', mama | |
| Now ain't nobody knowin' me, mama, hey | |
| All these hoe's on me, mama | |
| Why the hell you ain't want me mama? | |
| HeySuccess is my friend | |
| Who knew that when | |
| I grew up | |
| I'd be just like him | |
| Expect my roar if you reject my whim | |
| Erect my law and respect my pim | |
| I bring the pain | |
| Method Man, | |
| I bring the pain | |
| S & M shout to | |
| Fam-Lay, one of my bestest friends | |
| Shine killers send all of your death threats in | |
| I'll just reply with excess wins | |
| Please God, correct my sins, and protect my kin | |
| As I jet set headrest up and my leg-rest in | |
| Let's goHey, | |
| I must admit it, | |
| I ain't shamed | |
| I'm the best, oh | |
| They've been bitten, that's why | |
| I pissed off the rest, oh | |
| Niggas is jealous 'cause what | |
| I got restin' on my neck, oh' | |
| Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a | |
| G4Mug if you want to, bug if you want to | |
| Chill if you want to, drug if you want to | |
| Build if you want to, joke if you want to | |
| Disrespect me, that's what you won't do | |
| That's what you won't do | |
| Hey, oh, oh, oh, oh |
| zuo qu : Jaco Barker, Williams | |
| zuo ci : Jaco Barker, Williams | |
| OhOhOhThat' s what you wanna do | |
| The mind' s all a flutter, no pigs on the gig | |
| No swine for the supper, no wine in the cupboard | |
| Everything of mine must show signs of the suffer | |
| And keep you oppressed in the utter struggle | |
| But keep it all fresh like | |
| TupperOne of the tougher gingerbread men out the cutter | |
| Skin ain' t | |
| Huck Finn but | |
| I ain' t nigga | |
| Jim mother er | |
| I' m more like | |
| Clubba, from the uppercut of the gutter | |
| Never kowtow, | |
| I won' t bow down to the bull like | |
| KolkataThey ain' t what | |
| I' m rapping for | |
| I rather be a matador | |
| So tartare or rather raw | |
| I know that sounds ed up like a reptoid | |
| But it' s no | |
| Ruth' s Chris, if | |
| I lose, so | |
| I chooseTo keep it seeing red like | |
| Crips and | |
| PirusHow he the guy who rise to high school | |
| Schooled at | |
| Cooley High who' s highs denied students | |
| Till it' s time to rise up, ride for our views | |
| Tired of all the lies won' t to abide by y' all' s rules | |
| AKs and IQs ' til my skies are light blue | |
| Hey, I must admit it, | |
| I ain' t shamed | |
| I' m the best, oh | |
| They' ve been bitten, that' s why | |
| I pissed off the rest, oh | |
| Niggas is jealous ' cause what | |
| I got restin' on my neck, oh' | |
| Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a | |
| G4Mug if you want to, bug if you want to | |
| Chill if you want to, drug if you want to | |
| Build if you want to, joke if you want to | |
| Disrespect me, that' s what you won' t do | |
| That' s what you won' t do | |
| Been around a world and things that | |
| I' ve seenThese things get turned into things that | |
| I singThings ringing together with similes in between | |
| Been mean since a teen, since little green marines | |
| I' ve been, mean, jean | |
| Ming, green, lean, dream | |
| Bending, king, blingbling, three rings | |
| Ringlings, home owned, oh, is, yeah | |
| To move towards it, | |
| I had ta route 4 it | |
| Like the home team, now | |
| I be all in | |
| Singing that | |
| Queen, Somebody to | |
| LoveRhapsody | |
| Bohemian, | |
| We Are Champions | |
| You don' t wanna bite the dust better stay on your scene | |
| I drop the lyric whip bible king | |
| You can document it | |
| Columbine bowling | |
| I got the spirit | |
| I require no wings | |
| A fly MC rivet in my pants, just to buy pearl wings | |
| Then wear ' em on the covers of your magazines | |
| Feeling real yetti in my size fourteens | |
| Trying to Incomprehensible | |
| Hey, I must admit it, | |
| I ain' t shamed | |
| I' m the best, oh | |
| They' ve been bitten, that' s why | |
| I pissed off the rest, oh | |
| Niggas is jealous ' cause what | |
| I got restin' on my neck, oh' | |
| Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a | |
| G4Mug if you want to, bug if you want to | |
| Chill if you want to, drug if you want to | |
| Build if you want to, joke if you want to | |
| Disrespect me, that' s what you won' t do | |
| That' s what you won' t do | |
| I' m performin' mama, hey | |
| Now ain' t nobody knowin' me, mama | |
| All these hoe' s on me, mama | |
| Why the hell you ain' t want me mama? | |
| HeyI' m performin', mama | |
| Now ain' t nobody knowin' me, mama, hey | |
| All these hoe' s on me, mama | |
| Why the hell you ain' t want me mama? | |
| HeySuccess is my friend | |
| Who knew that when | |
| I grew up | |
| I' d be just like him | |
| Expect my roar if you reject my whim | |
| Erect my law and respect my pim | |
| I bring the pain | |
| Method Man, | |
| I bring the pain | |
| S M shout to | |
| FamLay, one of my bestest friends | |
| Shine killers send all of your death threats in | |
| I' ll just reply with excess wins | |
| Please God, correct my sins, and protect my kin | |
| As I jet set headrest up and my legrest in | |
| Let' s goHey, | |
| I must admit it, | |
| I ain' t shamed | |
| I' m the best, oh | |
| They' ve been bitten, that' s why | |
| I pissed off the rest, oh | |
| Niggas is jealous ' cause what | |
| I got restin' on my neck, oh' | |
| Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a | |
| G4Mug if you want to, bug if you want to | |
| Chill if you want to, drug if you want to | |
| Build if you want to, joke if you want to | |
| Disrespect me, that' s what you won' t do | |
| That' s what you won' t do | |
| Hey, oh, oh, oh, oh |
| zuò qǔ : Jaco Barker, Williams | |
| zuò cí : Jaco Barker, Williams | |
| OhOhOhThat' s what you wanna do | |
| The mind' s all a flutter, no pigs on the gig | |
| No swine for the supper, no wine in the cupboard | |
| Everything of mine must show signs of the suffer | |
| And keep you oppressed in the utter struggle | |
| But keep it all fresh like | |
| TupperOne of the tougher gingerbread men out the cutter | |
| Skin ain' t | |
| Huck Finn but | |
| I ain' t nigga | |
| Jim mother er | |
| I' m more like | |
| Clubba, from the uppercut of the gutter | |
| Never kowtow, | |
| I won' t bow down to the bull like | |
| KolkataThey ain' t what | |
| I' m rapping for | |
| I rather be a matador | |
| So tartare or rather raw | |
| I know that sounds ed up like a reptoid | |
| But it' s no | |
| Ruth' s Chris, if | |
| I lose, so | |
| I chooseTo keep it seeing red like | |
| Crips and | |
| PirusHow he the guy who rise to high school | |
| Schooled at | |
| Cooley High who' s highs denied students | |
| Till it' s time to rise up, ride for our views | |
| Tired of all the lies won' t to abide by y' all' s rules | |
| AKs and IQs ' til my skies are light blue | |
| Hey, I must admit it, | |
| I ain' t shamed | |
| I' m the best, oh | |
| They' ve been bitten, that' s why | |
| I pissed off the rest, oh | |
| Niggas is jealous ' cause what | |
| I got restin' on my neck, oh' | |
| Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a | |
| G4Mug if you want to, bug if you want to | |
| Chill if you want to, drug if you want to | |
| Build if you want to, joke if you want to | |
| Disrespect me, that' s what you won' t do | |
| That' s what you won' t do | |
| Been around a world and things that | |
| I' ve seenThese things get turned into things that | |
| I singThings ringing together with similes in between | |
| Been mean since a teen, since little green marines | |
| I' ve been, mean, jean | |
| Ming, green, lean, dream | |
| Bending, king, blingbling, three rings | |
| Ringlings, home owned, oh, is, yeah | |
| To move towards it, | |
| I had ta route 4 it | |
| Like the home team, now | |
| I be all in | |
| Singing that | |
| Queen, Somebody to | |
| LoveRhapsody | |
| Bohemian, | |
| We Are Champions | |
| You don' t wanna bite the dust better stay on your scene | |
| I drop the lyric whip bible king | |
| You can document it | |
| Columbine bowling | |
| I got the spirit | |
| I require no wings | |
| A fly MC rivet in my pants, just to buy pearl wings | |
| Then wear ' em on the covers of your magazines | |
| Feeling real yetti in my size fourteens | |
| Trying to Incomprehensible | |
| Hey, I must admit it, | |
| I ain' t shamed | |
| I' m the best, oh | |
| They' ve been bitten, that' s why | |
| I pissed off the rest, oh | |
| Niggas is jealous ' cause what | |
| I got restin' on my neck, oh' | |
| Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a | |
| G4Mug if you want to, bug if you want to | |
| Chill if you want to, drug if you want to | |
| Build if you want to, joke if you want to | |
| Disrespect me, that' s what you won' t do | |
| That' s what you won' t do | |
| I' m performin' mama, hey | |
| Now ain' t nobody knowin' me, mama | |
| All these hoe' s on me, mama | |
| Why the hell you ain' t want me mama? | |
| HeyI' m performin', mama | |
| Now ain' t nobody knowin' me, mama, hey | |
| All these hoe' s on me, mama | |
| Why the hell you ain' t want me mama? | |
| HeySuccess is my friend | |
| Who knew that when | |
| I grew up | |
| I' d be just like him | |
| Expect my roar if you reject my whim | |
| Erect my law and respect my pim | |
| I bring the pain | |
| Method Man, | |
| I bring the pain | |
| S M shout to | |
| FamLay, one of my bestest friends | |
| Shine killers send all of your death threats in | |
| I' ll just reply with excess wins | |
| Please God, correct my sins, and protect my kin | |
| As I jet set headrest up and my legrest in | |
| Let' s goHey, | |
| I must admit it, | |
| I ain' t shamed | |
| I' m the best, oh | |
| They' ve been bitten, that' s why | |
| I pissed off the rest, oh | |
| Niggas is jealous ' cause what | |
| I got restin' on my neck, oh' | |
| Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a | |
| G4Mug if you want to, bug if you want to | |
| Chill if you want to, drug if you want to | |
| Build if you want to, joke if you want to | |
| Disrespect me, that' s what you won' t do | |
| That' s what you won' t do | |
| Hey, oh, oh, oh, oh |