Tko'n Lyrics
| Song | Tko'n |
| Artist | Two Kings in a Cipher |
| Album | From Pyramids to Projects |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Angelettie, Lawrence | |
| Here we come, here we come, we're two kings | |
| The cipher's complete, spiced up with a smooth beat | |
| A guaranteed hit, sure to get us paid | |
| The cut was concieved by Freeze from the hit brigade | |
| [D.O.P.] | |
| It's a mellow type of flow, the kind you snap your fingers to | |
| While you're in your car playing Low Pro | |
| You're not an MC, but even you start flowing | |
| Amen-Ra come down, and do a little TKO'n | |
| [Amen-Ra] | |
| All right, let me explain TKO'n | |
| It's like breaking your curfew, coming in after 3 and | |
| You're tip-toeing, trying to be slick or very quiet | |
| It's so smooth your mother and your father try it | |
| Nodding and bobbing your head is the main reaction | |
| Then you're tapping and snapping causing a chain reaction | |
| And the person next to you does the same | |
| You're acting like really big kids playing one big game | |
| You begin to recite the rhymes | |
| Then you hear a hard line and rewind for a foul time | |
| The record is memorized, your conscious is stimulized | |
| And you're glowing, we're TKO'n | |
| [D.O.P.] | |
| Yes, thy kingdom come | |
| Two Kings in a Cipher keeping you hyper, children of the sun | |
| And I bless, the listening ones | |
| I'm filling your soul and making you whole | |
| With truth when the rhyme's done | |
| It sounds kind of wicked, am I correct? | |
| And I didn't even say "1,2" or give a mic check | |
| Cause I can just grab it and whip it | |
| A true MC can you dig it? When the rhyme flows, you sip it | |
| Like drinking champagne with a cutie named Tootie | |
| TKO'n with a mossie, pimping hard like Rudy | |
| Looking like "3 the Hard Way" | |
| TK Tone, D.O.P., and on my right the Amen R-A | |
| Crashing the scene like the A-Team, we're showing off | |
| Grabbing the mic and we're going off, we're TKO'n | |
| [Amen-Ra] | |
| Here I am, back again, the serpent in the sky | |
| TKO'n in the sudio making hits when I | |
| Turn on the boards, set up the reel and run the beat through | |
| Wait for a minute, rewind, then give the music EQ | |
| The engineer asks, "Who's up, you or D?" | |
| I say "Me" and put my vocals on tracks two and three | |
| Then I proceed to rip the mic up like a chainsaw | |
| Brothers falling victim when I'm taking the blame for | |
| Those who slept, crept he stepped on my | |
| Ego, D.O.P. come ghetto legal | |
| [D.O.P.] | |
| Damn, we're saying fly weak dope shit | |
| I got a second mic cause the first one I broke it | |
| But hype hype rhymes I hit harder than a brick | |
| The DJ will scratch and cut and we will just kick | |
| Yes the tempo is slow and my voice is low | |
| So hip hip hooray and away we go | |
| Behind the M-I-C I'm standing, rhymes I'm rambling | |
| On, got MC's scrambling, word is bond | |
| I take a trip and I fly by the power of the eye | |
| And I know where I'm going, that's TKO'N |
| zuo qu : Angelettie, Lawrence | |
| Here we come, here we come, we' re two kings | |
| The cipher' s complete, spiced up with a smooth beat | |
| A guaranteed hit, sure to get us paid | |
| The cut was concieved by Freeze from the hit brigade | |
| D. O. P. | |
| It' s a mellow type of flow, the kind you snap your fingers to | |
| While you' re in your car playing Low Pro | |
| You' re not an MC, but even you start flowing | |
| AmenRa come down, and do a little TKO' n | |
| AmenRa | |
| All right, let me explain TKO' n | |
| It' s like breaking your curfew, coming in after 3 and | |
| You' re tiptoeing, trying to be slick or very quiet | |
| It' s so smooth your mother and your father try it | |
| Nodding and bobbing your head is the main reaction | |
| Then you' re tapping and snapping causing a chain reaction | |
| And the person next to you does the same | |
| You' re acting like really big kids playing one big game | |
| You begin to recite the rhymes | |
| Then you hear a hard line and rewind for a foul time | |
| The record is memorized, your conscious is stimulized | |
| And you' re glowing, we' re TKO' n | |
| D. O. P. | |
| Yes, thy kingdom come | |
| Two Kings in a Cipher keeping you hyper, children of the sun | |
| And I bless, the listening ones | |
| I' m filling your soul and making you whole | |
| With truth when the rhyme' s done | |
| It sounds kind of wicked, am I correct? | |
| And I didn' t even say " 1, 2" or give a mic check | |
| Cause I can just grab it and whip it | |
| A true MC can you dig it? When the rhyme flows, you sip it | |
| Like drinking champagne with a cutie named Tootie | |
| TKO' n with a mossie, pimping hard like Rudy | |
| Looking like " 3 the Hard Way" | |
| TK Tone, D. O. P., and on my right the Amen RA | |
| Crashing the scene like the ATeam, we' re showing off | |
| Grabbing the mic and we' re going off, we' re TKO' n | |
| AmenRa | |
| Here I am, back again, the serpent in the sky | |
| TKO' n in the sudio making hits when I | |
| Turn on the boards, set up the reel and run the beat through | |
| Wait for a minute, rewind, then give the music EQ | |
| The engineer asks, " Who' s up, you or D?" | |
| I say " Me" and put my vocals on tracks two and three | |
| Then I proceed to rip the mic up like a chainsaw | |
| Brothers falling victim when I' m taking the blame for | |
| Those who slept, crept he stepped on my | |
| Ego, D. O. P. come ghetto legal | |
| D. O. P. | |
| Damn, we' re saying fly weak dope shit | |
| I got a second mic cause the first one I broke it | |
| But hype hype rhymes I hit harder than a brick | |
| The DJ will scratch and cut and we will just kick | |
| Yes the tempo is slow and my voice is low | |
| So hip hip hooray and away we go | |
| Behind the MIC I' m standing, rhymes I' m rambling | |
| On, got MC' s scrambling, word is bond | |
| I take a trip and I fly by the power of the eye | |
| And I know where I' m going, that' s TKO' N |
| zuò qǔ : Angelettie, Lawrence | |
| Here we come, here we come, we' re two kings | |
| The cipher' s complete, spiced up with a smooth beat | |
| A guaranteed hit, sure to get us paid | |
| The cut was concieved by Freeze from the hit brigade | |
| D. O. P. | |
| It' s a mellow type of flow, the kind you snap your fingers to | |
| While you' re in your car playing Low Pro | |
| You' re not an MC, but even you start flowing | |
| AmenRa come down, and do a little TKO' n | |
| AmenRa | |
| All right, let me explain TKO' n | |
| It' s like breaking your curfew, coming in after 3 and | |
| You' re tiptoeing, trying to be slick or very quiet | |
| It' s so smooth your mother and your father try it | |
| Nodding and bobbing your head is the main reaction | |
| Then you' re tapping and snapping causing a chain reaction | |
| And the person next to you does the same | |
| You' re acting like really big kids playing one big game | |
| You begin to recite the rhymes | |
| Then you hear a hard line and rewind for a foul time | |
| The record is memorized, your conscious is stimulized | |
| And you' re glowing, we' re TKO' n | |
| D. O. P. | |
| Yes, thy kingdom come | |
| Two Kings in a Cipher keeping you hyper, children of the sun | |
| And I bless, the listening ones | |
| I' m filling your soul and making you whole | |
| With truth when the rhyme' s done | |
| It sounds kind of wicked, am I correct? | |
| And I didn' t even say " 1, 2" or give a mic check | |
| Cause I can just grab it and whip it | |
| A true MC can you dig it? When the rhyme flows, you sip it | |
| Like drinking champagne with a cutie named Tootie | |
| TKO' n with a mossie, pimping hard like Rudy | |
| Looking like " 3 the Hard Way" | |
| TK Tone, D. O. P., and on my right the Amen RA | |
| Crashing the scene like the ATeam, we' re showing off | |
| Grabbing the mic and we' re going off, we' re TKO' n | |
| AmenRa | |
| Here I am, back again, the serpent in the sky | |
| TKO' n in the sudio making hits when I | |
| Turn on the boards, set up the reel and run the beat through | |
| Wait for a minute, rewind, then give the music EQ | |
| The engineer asks, " Who' s up, you or D?" | |
| I say " Me" and put my vocals on tracks two and three | |
| Then I proceed to rip the mic up like a chainsaw | |
| Brothers falling victim when I' m taking the blame for | |
| Those who slept, crept he stepped on my | |
| Ego, D. O. P. come ghetto legal | |
| D. O. P. | |
| Damn, we' re saying fly weak dope shit | |
| I got a second mic cause the first one I broke it | |
| But hype hype rhymes I hit harder than a brick | |
| The DJ will scratch and cut and we will just kick | |
| Yes the tempo is slow and my voice is low | |
| So hip hip hooray and away we go | |
| Behind the MIC I' m standing, rhymes I' m rambling | |
| On, got MC' s scrambling, word is bond | |
| I take a trip and I fly by the power of the eye | |
| And I know where I' m going, that' s TKO' N |
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