| 作曲 : Manzilla "Marquis" Queen ... | |
| The only real place to be | |
| The middle of all controversy | |
| West end of the | |
| Mississippi | |
| Welcome to the | |
| MidwestPistol packin' and money mackin' rappin' about the city | |
| Where killas keep it crackin', too dark and gritty back | |
| In the dizzy jackin' was happenin' gafflin' many cacklin' | |
| Now we packaging crack and the addict will pop | |
| Kansas City, | |
| Missouri feel the fury of the inner city | |
| Poverty stricken novelty spittin', follow me quick | |
| Into the bottom, we gotta be thizzin' | |
| No frickin' apology given you trippin' we lick a shot | |
| You get ready to brawl hometown, breakin' a jawbone clown | |
| You ain't a criminal, killa be ready to get up and fall on down | |
| Look at the dark side full of the gangbangin' hookers | |
| With choppers and the coppers they keep the thangs rangin' | |
| You ain't gotta be killa gangsta to know that you can die | |
| Tryna hide sides thangs fo the dough after the club | |
| Get the skippin' 'cuz they trippin' off in the mo' | |
| It doesn't really matter | |
| Where you go, where you've been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you've been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you should be fine | |
| I'll show you, follow me | |
| Welcome to the | |
| MidwestIt's a city where anybody can cause you bodily harm | |
| When you walk on my city, hardly armed | |
| Hardly safe to show ya face, apes will erase | |
| With lethal blades, blaze ya fo' the paper | |
| Nowhere to hide on either side of the wild, the | |
| GucciThe Prada, | |
| Krizz and the | |
| Millimeter follow'll holla, we scream | |
| Go get ya some things go get you a thing, load it up | |
| With hollow, ones light it up like a halogen | |
| Look at the crime rate, no wonder why | |
| I hate niggas | |
| Keepin' they people, | |
| I'm seekin' 'em when you leavin' 'em people | |
| The bay they'll take 'em away if it ain't in the day | |
| Hurry, get your people outta the cage, the | |
| MidwestIt's more than just a lil' chaotic and if we ain't got it | |
| We plottin' of robbin' 'em for they chips | |
| That'll be the nature of the beast to keep the peace | |
| I keeps my piece when | |
| I'm in the | |
| MidwestIt doesn't really matter | |
| Where you go, where you've been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you've been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you should be fine | |
| I'll show you, follow me | |
| Welcome to the | |
| MidwestHands up if ya wit' it, stand up | |
| Did ya get it | |
| Midwest? Do ya dig it we the shizer? | |
| Damn tough, we can get it manned up | |
| When ya make a big stress, hella wicked recognize us | |
| Hands up if ya wit' it, stand up | |
| Did ya get it | |
| Midwest? Do ya dig it we the shizer? | |
| Damn tough, we can get it manned up | |
| When ya welcome to the | |
| MidwestIf you trippin' we givin' ya a lobotomy, cannibal | |
| You Hannibal couldn't imagine my psychology | |
| Poppin' better be the way ya thinkin' of stoppin' me | |
| Get on top of me, quick 'fore | |
| I bring what | |
| I got on me | |
| Click the money, the mackin', the murder is all that we know | |
| With the sun and the black on the dirt | |
| I'ma gather me dough | |
| Ya hustlin' maybe the place you can get it for low | |
| Get ya package pack it gotta get it and go | |
| Never walk in my city when alone better draw down | |
| Move the babies out the way, catch a stray in the | |
| K-townBoss in my city never crawl, never fall down | |
| When the millimeter spray in ya way, ya betta lay down | |
| Gangsta, mobstas, everybody knows' | |
| Cuz in the town ya wanna clown | |
| Around at the shows, pack the milli' | |
| Cuz everybody silly, so get ready to hit the flo' | |
| It doesn't really matter | |
| Where you go, where you've been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you've been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you will be fine | |
| Where you go, where you've been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you've been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you will be fine | |
| I'll show you, follow me | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Midwest |
| zuo qu : Manzilla " Marquis" Queen ... | |
| The only real place to be | |
| The middle of all controversy | |
| West end of the | |
| Mississippi | |
| Welcome to the | |
| MidwestPistol packin' and money mackin' rappin' about the city | |
| Where killas keep it crackin', too dark and gritty back | |
| In the dizzy jackin' was happenin' gafflin' many cacklin' | |
| Now we packaging crack and the addict will pop | |
| Kansas City, | |
| Missouri feel the fury of the inner city | |
| Poverty stricken novelty spittin', follow me quick | |
| Into the bottom, we gotta be thizzin' | |
| No frickin' apology given you trippin' we lick a shot | |
| You get ready to brawl hometown, breakin' a jawbone clown | |
| You ain' t a criminal, killa be ready to get up and fall on down | |
| Look at the dark side full of the gangbangin' hookers | |
| With choppers and the coppers they keep the thangs rangin' | |
| You ain' t gotta be killa gangsta to know that you can die | |
| Tryna hide sides thangs fo the dough after the club | |
| Get the skippin' ' cuz they trippin' off in the mo' | |
| It doesn' t really matter | |
| Where you go, where you' ve been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you' ve been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you should be fine | |
| I' ll show you, follow me | |
| Welcome to the | |
| MidwestIt' s a city where anybody can cause you bodily harm | |
| When you walk on my city, hardly armed | |
| Hardly safe to show ya face, apes will erase | |
| With lethal blades, blaze ya fo' the paper | |
| Nowhere to hide on either side of the wild, the | |
| GucciThe Prada, | |
| Krizz and the | |
| Millimeter follow' ll holla, we scream | |
| Go get ya some things go get you a thing, load it up | |
| With hollow, ones light it up like a halogen | |
| Look at the crime rate, no wonder why | |
| I hate niggas | |
| Keepin' they people, | |
| I' m seekin' ' em when you leavin' ' em people | |
| The bay they' ll take ' em away if it ain' t in the day | |
| Hurry, get your people outta the cage, the | |
| MidwestIt' s more than just a lil' chaotic and if we ain' t got it | |
| We plottin' of robbin' ' em for they chips | |
| That' ll be the nature of the beast to keep the peace | |
| I keeps my piece when | |
| I' m in the | |
| MidwestIt doesn' t really matter | |
| Where you go, where you' ve been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you' ve been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you should be fine | |
| I' ll show you, follow me | |
| Welcome to the | |
| MidwestHands up if ya wit' it, stand up | |
| Did ya get it | |
| Midwest? Do ya dig it we the shizer? | |
| Damn tough, we can get it manned up | |
| When ya make a big stress, hella wicked recognize us | |
| Hands up if ya wit' it, stand up | |
| Did ya get it | |
| Midwest? Do ya dig it we the shizer? | |
| Damn tough, we can get it manned up | |
| When ya welcome to the | |
| MidwestIf you trippin' we givin' ya a lobotomy, cannibal | |
| You Hannibal couldn' t imagine my psychology | |
| Poppin' better be the way ya thinkin' of stoppin' me | |
| Get on top of me, quick ' fore | |
| I bring what | |
| I got on me | |
| Click the money, the mackin', the murder is all that we know | |
| With the sun and the black on the dirt | |
| I' ma gather me dough | |
| Ya hustlin' maybe the place you can get it for low | |
| Get ya package pack it gotta get it and go | |
| Never walk in my city when alone better draw down | |
| Move the babies out the way, catch a stray in the | |
| KtownBoss in my city never crawl, never fall down | |
| When the millimeter spray in ya way, ya betta lay down | |
| Gangsta, mobstas, everybody knows' | |
| Cuz in the town ya wanna clown | |
| Around at the shows, pack the milli' | |
| Cuz everybody silly, so get ready to hit the flo' | |
| It doesn' t really matter | |
| Where you go, where you' ve been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you' ve been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you will be fine | |
| Where you go, where you' ve been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you' ve been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you will be fine | |
| I' ll show you, follow me | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Midwest |
| zuò qǔ : Manzilla " Marquis" Queen ... | |
| The only real place to be | |
| The middle of all controversy | |
| West end of the | |
| Mississippi | |
| Welcome to the | |
| MidwestPistol packin' and money mackin' rappin' about the city | |
| Where killas keep it crackin', too dark and gritty back | |
| In the dizzy jackin' was happenin' gafflin' many cacklin' | |
| Now we packaging crack and the addict will pop | |
| Kansas City, | |
| Missouri feel the fury of the inner city | |
| Poverty stricken novelty spittin', follow me quick | |
| Into the bottom, we gotta be thizzin' | |
| No frickin' apology given you trippin' we lick a shot | |
| You get ready to brawl hometown, breakin' a jawbone clown | |
| You ain' t a criminal, killa be ready to get up and fall on down | |
| Look at the dark side full of the gangbangin' hookers | |
| With choppers and the coppers they keep the thangs rangin' | |
| You ain' t gotta be killa gangsta to know that you can die | |
| Tryna hide sides thangs fo the dough after the club | |
| Get the skippin' ' cuz they trippin' off in the mo' | |
| It doesn' t really matter | |
| Where you go, where you' ve been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you' ve been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you should be fine | |
| I' ll show you, follow me | |
| Welcome to the | |
| MidwestIt' s a city where anybody can cause you bodily harm | |
| When you walk on my city, hardly armed | |
| Hardly safe to show ya face, apes will erase | |
| With lethal blades, blaze ya fo' the paper | |
| Nowhere to hide on either side of the wild, the | |
| GucciThe Prada, | |
| Krizz and the | |
| Millimeter follow' ll holla, we scream | |
| Go get ya some things go get you a thing, load it up | |
| With hollow, ones light it up like a halogen | |
| Look at the crime rate, no wonder why | |
| I hate niggas | |
| Keepin' they people, | |
| I' m seekin' ' em when you leavin' ' em people | |
| The bay they' ll take ' em away if it ain' t in the day | |
| Hurry, get your people outta the cage, the | |
| MidwestIt' s more than just a lil' chaotic and if we ain' t got it | |
| We plottin' of robbin' ' em for they chips | |
| That' ll be the nature of the beast to keep the peace | |
| I keeps my piece when | |
| I' m in the | |
| MidwestIt doesn' t really matter | |
| Where you go, where you' ve been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you' ve been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you should be fine | |
| I' ll show you, follow me | |
| Welcome to the | |
| MidwestHands up if ya wit' it, stand up | |
| Did ya get it | |
| Midwest? Do ya dig it we the shizer? | |
| Damn tough, we can get it manned up | |
| When ya make a big stress, hella wicked recognize us | |
| Hands up if ya wit' it, stand up | |
| Did ya get it | |
| Midwest? Do ya dig it we the shizer? | |
| Damn tough, we can get it manned up | |
| When ya welcome to the | |
| MidwestIf you trippin' we givin' ya a lobotomy, cannibal | |
| You Hannibal couldn' t imagine my psychology | |
| Poppin' better be the way ya thinkin' of stoppin' me | |
| Get on top of me, quick ' fore | |
| I bring what | |
| I got on me | |
| Click the money, the mackin', the murder is all that we know | |
| With the sun and the black on the dirt | |
| I' ma gather me dough | |
| Ya hustlin' maybe the place you can get it for low | |
| Get ya package pack it gotta get it and go | |
| Never walk in my city when alone better draw down | |
| Move the babies out the way, catch a stray in the | |
| KtownBoss in my city never crawl, never fall down | |
| When the millimeter spray in ya way, ya betta lay down | |
| Gangsta, mobstas, everybody knows' | |
| Cuz in the town ya wanna clown | |
| Around at the shows, pack the milli' | |
| Cuz everybody silly, so get ready to hit the flo' | |
| It doesn' t really matter | |
| Where you go, where you' ve been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you' ve been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you will be fine | |
| Where you go, where you' ve been | |
| Beautiful foreign lands you' ve been in | |
| Gun play rains, summer and shine | |
| Stay inside, you will be fine | |
| I' ll show you, follow me | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Midwest |
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