| 作曲 : Darien, Kweli, Oliver | |
| Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock(It's your boy Kweli, BK MC) | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I got(Memph Blow in the house) | |
| Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotMusic is the air | |
| I breathe, the prayer | |
| I leaveRippin' in the atmosphere up there in the breeze | |
| Stronger then the revolution that you wear on your sleeve | |
| It's all I know not an idea you believe | |
| I spit bars you can't touch like tips in strip bars | |
| Get charged, man | |
| I drop hits that hit hard | |
| Hit bars with my brown shook 'cuz this starred | |
| The night just start, | |
| I'm waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| We all hop in the car deep | |
| We bring Brooklyn to the city | |
| My fellas lookin' sharp my ladies lookin' pretty | |
| When the D | |
| J let the needle drop | |
| The beat'll rock, the beat'll start | |
| Boppin' and my people got it poppin' like needle marks3 o'clock and it's mass hysteria | |
| I'm about to hit the cafeteria | |
| I'm Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock(Put it down for y'all) | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock(Put it down for y'all) | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotI read the lines and all the between | |
| In my mind | |
| I'm rewindin' the scene | |
| The club ain't the place to be findin' a queen | |
| You all in my dream girl | |
| Though I can't sleep on you no, you was a star tonight | |
| It like shown through vampires takin' a bite | |
| I'm in the zone too | |
| I always end up takin' the flight | |
| Makin' a right for the fam | |
| So tight in the jam a fight began | |
| Always heard bad niggas tryin' to act like a man(Waitin' for the DJ to) | |
| The DJ had the mic in his hand like calm down(Let your body rock) | |
| Yeah, it was like | |
| I was the audience at the concert | |
| You at the converse with the | |
| Luis Vuitton purse | |
| Tiger's eye around the wrist with the fly and the prints | |
| Lookin' up your arm a blender with a tattooed gift | |
| I had to catch a plane | |
| But you make me warm as day | |
| I had to catch your name | |
| And I'm waitin' | |
| Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock(Put it down for y'all) | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I got'Cuz they let me chasing (incomprehensible) | |
| Through the same old song | |
| So just clap your hands together' | |
| Til they make that sound(Incomprehensible) | |
| Yeah, hot runnin' the summertime it's why | |
| I said itGuys see the flesh catch a dyed fetish | |
| Hunnies smellin' to sweet it's like | |
| I'm diabetic | |
| On stars and the sky in seminal, diabetic | |
| Drop the top beat up the block | |
| On plow, now when they smoke a tree up | |
| As shots reach the new tunes | |
| Dogs who lose | |
| Hollerin' at the new move | |
| Ours, I'm like the sun, the flower in full bloom | |
| When I come out the house we complete like the number 9 | |
| Gimme some of yours, | |
| I'm a give you some of mine | |
| Your off the sucka rhyme a song will sound like one of mine | |
| I know you love it when | |
| I shineI'm waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I got |
| zuo qu : Darien, Kweli, Oliver | |
| Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock It' s your boy Kweli, BK MC | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I got Memph Blow in the house | |
| Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotMusic is the air | |
| I breathe, the prayer | |
| I leaveRippin' in the atmosphere up there in the breeze | |
| Stronger then the revolution that you wear on your sleeve | |
| It' s all I know not an idea you believe | |
| I spit bars you can' t touch like tips in strip bars | |
| Get charged, man | |
| I drop hits that hit hard | |
| Hit bars with my brown shook ' cuz this starred | |
| The night just start, | |
| I' m waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| We all hop in the car deep | |
| We bring Brooklyn to the city | |
| My fellas lookin' sharp my ladies lookin' pretty | |
| When the D | |
| J let the needle drop | |
| The beat' ll rock, the beat' ll start | |
| Boppin' and my people got it poppin' like needle marks3 o' clock and it' s mass hysteria | |
| I' m about to hit the cafeteria | |
| I' m Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock Put it down for y' all | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock Put it down for y' all | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotI read the lines and all the between | |
| In my mind | |
| I' m rewindin' the scene | |
| The club ain' t the place to be findin' a queen | |
| You all in my dream girl | |
| Though I can' t sleep on you no, you was a star tonight | |
| It like shown through vampires takin' a bite | |
| I' m in the zone too | |
| I always end up takin' the flight | |
| Makin' a right for the fam | |
| So tight in the jam a fight began | |
| Always heard bad niggas tryin' to act like a man Waitin' for the DJ to | |
| The DJ had the mic in his hand like calm down Let your body rock | |
| Yeah, it was like | |
| I was the audience at the concert | |
| You at the converse with the | |
| Luis Vuitton purse | |
| Tiger' s eye around the wrist with the fly and the prints | |
| Lookin' up your arm a blender with a tattooed gift | |
| I had to catch a plane | |
| But you make me warm as day | |
| I had to catch your name | |
| And I' m waitin' | |
| Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock Put it down for y' all | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I got' Cuz they let me chasing incomprehensible | |
| Through the same old song | |
| So just clap your hands together' | |
| Til they make that sound Incomprehensible | |
| Yeah, hot runnin' the summertime it' s why | |
| I said itGuys see the flesh catch a dyed fetish | |
| Hunnies smellin' to sweet it' s like | |
| I' m diabetic | |
| On stars and the sky in seminal, diabetic | |
| Drop the top beat up the block | |
| On plow, now when they smoke a tree up | |
| As shots reach the new tunes | |
| Dogs who lose | |
| Hollerin' at the new move | |
| Ours, I' m like the sun, the flower in full bloom | |
| When I come out the house we complete like the number 9 | |
| Gimme some of yours, | |
| I' m a give you some of mine | |
| Your off the sucka rhyme a song will sound like one of mine | |
| I know you love it when | |
| I shineI' m waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I got |
| zuò qǔ : Darien, Kweli, Oliver | |
| Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock It' s your boy Kweli, BK MC | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I got Memph Blow in the house | |
| Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotMusic is the air | |
| I breathe, the prayer | |
| I leaveRippin' in the atmosphere up there in the breeze | |
| Stronger then the revolution that you wear on your sleeve | |
| It' s all I know not an idea you believe | |
| I spit bars you can' t touch like tips in strip bars | |
| Get charged, man | |
| I drop hits that hit hard | |
| Hit bars with my brown shook ' cuz this starred | |
| The night just start, | |
| I' m waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| We all hop in the car deep | |
| We bring Brooklyn to the city | |
| My fellas lookin' sharp my ladies lookin' pretty | |
| When the D | |
| J let the needle drop | |
| The beat' ll rock, the beat' ll start | |
| Boppin' and my people got it poppin' like needle marks3 o' clock and it' s mass hysteria | |
| I' m about to hit the cafeteria | |
| I' m Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock Put it down for y' all | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock Put it down for y' all | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotI read the lines and all the between | |
| In my mind | |
| I' m rewindin' the scene | |
| The club ain' t the place to be findin' a queen | |
| You all in my dream girl | |
| Though I can' t sleep on you no, you was a star tonight | |
| It like shown through vampires takin' a bite | |
| I' m in the zone too | |
| I always end up takin' the flight | |
| Makin' a right for the fam | |
| So tight in the jam a fight began | |
| Always heard bad niggas tryin' to act like a man Waitin' for the DJ to | |
| The DJ had the mic in his hand like calm down Let your body rock | |
| Yeah, it was like | |
| I was the audience at the concert | |
| You at the converse with the | |
| Luis Vuitton purse | |
| Tiger' s eye around the wrist with the fly and the prints | |
| Lookin' up your arm a blender with a tattooed gift | |
| I had to catch a plane | |
| But you make me warm as day | |
| I had to catch your name | |
| And I' m waitin' | |
| Waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock Put it down for y' all | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I got' Cuz they let me chasing incomprehensible | |
| Through the same old song | |
| So just clap your hands together' | |
| Til they make that sound Incomprehensible | |
| Yeah, hot runnin' the summertime it' s why | |
| I said itGuys see the flesh catch a dyed fetish | |
| Hunnies smellin' to sweet it' s like | |
| I' m diabetic | |
| On stars and the sky in seminal, diabetic | |
| Drop the top beat up the block | |
| On plow, now when they smoke a tree up | |
| As shots reach the new tunes | |
| Dogs who lose | |
| Hollerin' at the new move | |
| Ours, I' m like the sun, the flower in full bloom | |
| When I come out the house we complete like the number 9 | |
| Gimme some of yours, | |
| I' m a give you some of mine | |
| Your off the sucka rhyme a song will sound like one of mine | |
| I know you love it when | |
| I shineI' m waitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I gotWaitin' for the | |
| DJ to, let your body rock | |
| So I can show you just what | |
| I got |