| Song | Vanilla & Peach |
| Artist | Juga-Naut |
| Artist | Giallo Point |
| Album | Back to the Grill Again |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Thomas Higgins | |
| 作曲 : Barrie Dixon | |
| My kindness ain’t weak | |
| My vinyl ain’t cheap, swinging through the city | |
| We’re gorillas in the street | |
| Chinchillas in the heat.. Manila for the week | |
| Vanilla with the peach, vanilla with the peach | |
| Mike thriller on the beat | |
| Got dilla on repeat, I got dilla on repeat | |
| Which way to the beach | |
| Crack the big big bottle and we toast | |
| To phife dawg, prodigy, Sean p the goats | |
| The god femcee made me shiver with the quotes, | |
| Everything is everything, the words that she wrote | |
| The miss education of poor black folk, crack smoke | |
| Cracks jokes,.. crack the back door and let it go | |
| The sound of good times it floats in the air | |
| Salad cream on curry goats, you know this rare | |
| Throwing bones in the ashtray, light a roach from the last day, yesteryear, relaxed in a fast way, | |
| Pressing wax, press from the back, | |
| Press record, I’m the tape lord, stay pressing track | |
| Caressing facts I’m the thumb tack, stuck in your foot, dump him quick if he | |
| ever told you tuck in your gut | |
| Do you really love it? Are you willing to wait? | |
| Are you living like your ten? | |
| When your really an eight? | |
| Crack the big big bottle and salute, | |
| For big pun, big L, Biggie, that’s the roots, | |
| The god emcee gave us knowledge and the juice | |
| Acknowledging the truth, | |
| stay dropping for the youth, stay poppin | |
| Coz i Rock the stage, stay in your place like I got the gauge,put a smile on your face like you got the raise | |
| Late twenties I ain’t got the got the greys, | |
| Respect age, Loose pennies, | |
| get it shaking like I got the change, | |
| while Carving the land, hold it close | |
| Like bus fare that’s warm in the palm of your hand, | |
| My patients is Parma ham, rap relations, | |
| Gestation, degradation, my generation | |
| I ain’t sippin Lean, I ain’t breakdancing, I ain’t you | |
| complaining when you’ve had great chances | |
| Do you really love it? Are you willing to work? | |
| Are you living out a lie? Have you been in the dirt? Word |
| zuo ci : Thomas Higgins | |
| zuo qu : Barrie Dixon | |
| My kindness ain' t weak | |
| My vinyl ain' t cheap, swinging through the city | |
| We' re gorillas in the street | |
| Chinchillas in the heat.. Manila for the week | |
| Vanilla with the peach, vanilla with the peach | |
| Mike thriller on the beat | |
| Got dilla on repeat, I got dilla on repeat | |
| Which way to the beach | |
| Crack the big big bottle and we toast | |
| To phife dawg, prodigy, Sean p the goats | |
| The god femcee made me shiver with the quotes, | |
| Everything is everything, the words that she wrote | |
| The miss education of poor black folk, crack smoke | |
| Cracks jokes,.. crack the back door and let it go | |
| The sound of good times it floats in the air | |
| Salad cream on curry goats, you know this rare | |
| Throwing bones in the ashtray, light a roach from the last day, yesteryear, relaxed in a fast way, | |
| Pressing wax, press from the back, | |
| Press record, I' m the tape lord, stay pressing track | |
| Caressing facts I' m the thumb tack, stuck in your foot, dump him quick if he | |
| ever told you tuck in your gut | |
| Do you really love it? Are you willing to wait? | |
| Are you living like your ten? | |
| When your really an eight? | |
| Crack the big big bottle and salute, | |
| For big pun, big L, Biggie, that' s the roots, | |
| The god emcee gave us knowledge and the juice | |
| Acknowledging the truth, | |
| stay dropping for the youth, stay poppin | |
| Coz i Rock the stage, stay in your place like I got the gauge, put a smile on your face like you got the raise | |
| Late twenties I ain' t got the got the greys, | |
| Respect age, Loose pennies, | |
| get it shaking like I got the change, | |
| while Carving the land, hold it close | |
| Like bus fare that' s warm in the palm of your hand, | |
| My patients is Parma ham, rap relations, | |
| Gestation, degradation, my generation | |
| I ain' t sippin Lean, I ain' t breakdancing, I ain' t you | |
| complaining when you' ve had great chances | |
| Do you really love it? Are you willing to work? | |
| Are you living out a lie? Have you been in the dirt? Word |
| zuò cí : Thomas Higgins | |
| zuò qǔ : Barrie Dixon | |
| My kindness ain' t weak | |
| My vinyl ain' t cheap, swinging through the city | |
| We' re gorillas in the street | |
| Chinchillas in the heat.. Manila for the week | |
| Vanilla with the peach, vanilla with the peach | |
| Mike thriller on the beat | |
| Got dilla on repeat, I got dilla on repeat | |
| Which way to the beach | |
| Crack the big big bottle and we toast | |
| To phife dawg, prodigy, Sean p the goats | |
| The god femcee made me shiver with the quotes, | |
| Everything is everything, the words that she wrote | |
| The miss education of poor black folk, crack smoke | |
| Cracks jokes,.. crack the back door and let it go | |
| The sound of good times it floats in the air | |
| Salad cream on curry goats, you know this rare | |
| Throwing bones in the ashtray, light a roach from the last day, yesteryear, relaxed in a fast way, | |
| Pressing wax, press from the back, | |
| Press record, I' m the tape lord, stay pressing track | |
| Caressing facts I' m the thumb tack, stuck in your foot, dump him quick if he | |
| ever told you tuck in your gut | |
| Do you really love it? Are you willing to wait? | |
| Are you living like your ten? | |
| When your really an eight? | |
| Crack the big big bottle and salute, | |
| For big pun, big L, Biggie, that' s the roots, | |
| The god emcee gave us knowledge and the juice | |
| Acknowledging the truth, | |
| stay dropping for the youth, stay poppin | |
| Coz i Rock the stage, stay in your place like I got the gauge, put a smile on your face like you got the raise | |
| Late twenties I ain' t got the got the greys, | |
| Respect age, Loose pennies, | |
| get it shaking like I got the change, | |
| while Carving the land, hold it close | |
| Like bus fare that' s warm in the palm of your hand, | |
| My patients is Parma ham, rap relations, | |
| Gestation, degradation, my generation | |
| I ain' t sippin Lean, I ain' t breakdancing, I ain' t you | |
| complaining when you' ve had great chances | |
| Do you really love it? Are you willing to work? | |
| Are you living out a lie? Have you been in the dirt? Word |