Song | Murdergram |
Artist | LL Cool J |
Album | Mama Said Knock You Out |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : LL Cool J & M. Williams |
[00:00.679] | 作词 : Smith, Williams |
[00:02.38] | ll cool j |
[00:04.32] | murdergram |
[00:05.99] | Aiyyo don't go near the speakers |
[00:07.42] | J)(LL Cool |
[00:07.70] | |
[00:16.39] | The big showdown the display is skill |
[00:18.46] | I'm the type of Picasso witcha girl on the pill |
[00:20.45] | Take a family snap shot kiss ya wife |
[00:22.01] | |
[00:22.52] | Cause I'm like a knife, the concrete is right |
[00:24.77] | And I'll take ya life and take ya like python |
[00:26.61] | I'ma do you wrong |
[00:29.36] | Any emcee who you wanna name? |
[00:30.36] | |
[00:30.99] | I want pain that I can be tamed |
[00:32.86] | Talkin about guns punk it don't alarm me |
[00:34.49] | |
[00:35.43] | Got enough cash to make a whole damn army |
[00:37.05] | I can't hold back the way that I feel |
[00:39.17] | Cause when I bust a rhyme it's like ya slippin off banana peels |
[00:41.67] | Ya like fruit cake ya fruit cocktails |
[00:43.55] | First your title now I'm takin your female |
[00:46.11] | All of a sudden you're so proud of a black |
[00:47.99] | A baseball hat but you ain't sayin jack |
[00:49.62] | The ripper is back and you can't escape |
[00:50.86] | Cause one of my records will sell more than your whole tape |
[00:53.49] | I want beef so bring on the rookies |
[00:56.05] | I got more than just Cool J cookies |
[00:57.36] | Rip Rock, crush, stop, cop, I'm poison come and take a drop |
[00:59.86] | I bet ya teeth will end up around the corner kid |
[01:02.05] | Don't ask me why I did it |
[01:04.49] | I'm civilized damage to a nobody |
[01:05.86] | And I'm carrying a gun if I'm rhyming at the party |
[01:08.23] | New York, Chicago, Detroit, LA |
[01:09.30] | |
[01:11.81] | I'll slay wherever ya play |
[01:13.50] | D.C. or Philly, or Baltimore |
[01:15.37] | I'm worrying the rich, invading the poor |
[01:18.00] | Perpetrating in your video, here's the real smoothing |
[01:20.31] | Country accents, who do you think you're foolin? |
[01:22.37] | I play "crushable", "late night craps" |
[01:25.25] | You only knew cause ya onto your raps |
[01:26.93] | And rap city and V.E.T. |
[01:28.18] | |
[01:28.75] | The channel 31 and but now here I come |
[01:31.00] | To save the day and the now you're getting done |
[01:33.00] | Like a hooker, don't try to soul, crumb |
[01:34.62] | The first sign of the battle you little fake |
[01:37.18] | It's comin out ya kitchen sink |
[01:39.38] | Your Mic's a baby bottle son |
[01:40.93] | Some say they ain't but I am the one |
[01:43.31] | The slice is that the fire boy it'll break ya |
[01:45.31] | Servin or heard em a word occurred to him |
[01:48.50] | Then he could move a would get moved on |
[01:51.00] | Like a shotgun blast big mouth emcees I'll bet ya none last |
[01:53.68] | Cause they ain't sable or able |
[01:55.56] | And I bruise the party like jumper cables |
[01:57.68] | So plug me in and put me on |
[01:59.12] | I'm serial hard so I can battle amore |
[02:00.50] | From coast to coast fly, cripple, and crazy |
[02:02.37] | Use a dictionary but you still don't phase me |
[02:04.31] | Listen ansd we can sound cheap |
[02:06.37] | Reach out for my blackness but your records ain't wack this |
[02:08.19] | Your bitin on the castle door but when you fall in the moat |
[02:11.19] | I won't see ya no more |
[02:13.25] | Let's get together and diss LL |
[02:14.38] | Use his name and ya records might sell |
[02:16.00] | I can't believe you found a dead maggots |
[02:18.06] | Crawlin all over my name I won't have that |
[02:20.37] | You better look in the mirror and re-think your plan |
[02:22.68] | |
[02:23.24] | Why walk in quicksand? |
[02:24.06] | When you can stand on your own two feet |
[02:26.81] | I'm rippin emcees a funky drum with a big beat |
[02:28.62] | |
[02:29.19] | Name the date and a or Rainer |
[02:30.93] | Ya three year old ballerina |
[02:32.18] | I can't believe the suckers try to throw-down |
[02:34.62] | Whether you're new or older than old town |
[02:37.37] | Just kick back I don't like a ?stagger wagger? psycho rap |
[02:39.49] | You can't handle the format |
[02:40.94] | Whether you're swab or swoon |
[02:43.25] | Ruff or rugged all I need is a broom |
[02:45.62] | If I slay the way they slay, punk play the pay |
[02:47.50] | Mr. Morris has entered the buffet |
[02:49.31] | Some of y'all are sittin in rows |
[02:51.19] | Plates of hot butter rolls, beat ya with balamey |
[02:54.37] | Slap ya with salami cause when I get hot I get hot like pastrami |
[02:57.50] | Then I make ya wonder why you don't hear bass |
[03:00.93] | But you feel the thunder |
[03:02.18] | You get cooked I'll knock out your tooth |
[03:04.25] | We'll be fighting from lobby to the roof |
[03:06.12] | You are on me like I wrote your dinnertime |
[03:08.06] | Yo Marley (Whassup?) spill the time |
[03:10.87] | (Nah man, just kick a little warmth) |
[03:14.56] | Pass the brass knuckles then we break his jaw |
[03:15.93] | When I'm on the microphone I want silence |
[03:17.18] | Let KRS-One stop the violence |
[03:18.25] | Ain't no rivals ain't no competition |
[03:19.68] | Punk, I'm beatin ya into submission |
[03:21.43] | I'm gettin busier than ever before |
[03:23.24] | Never more will I'll slack I'ma keep it real raw |
[03:25.62] | Eat ya up like a pack-jam |
[03:27.06] | |
[03:28.68] | Video is poppin over a Batman |
[03:30.12] | Rippin you to shreds, tappin you on the head |
[03:31.99] | Then leave the battle lookin as happy as a newly wed |
[03:34.00] | Give me a tech-nine to spray |
[03:35.24] | Save the peep and put it on law-away |
[03:37.49] | I'll make a mailman spin and send a jam the fans will understand |
[03:41.18] | Feel ya weep about the murdergram |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : LL Cool J M. Williams |
[00:00.679] | zuò cí : Smith, Williams |
[00:02.38] | ll cool j |
[00:04.32] | murdergram |
[00:05.99] | Aiyyo don' t go near the speakers |
[00:07.42] | J LL Cool |
[00:07.70] | |
[00:16.39] | The big showdown the display is skill |
[00:18.46] | I' m the type of Picasso witcha girl on the pill |
[00:20.45] | Take a family snap shot kiss ya wife |
[00:22.01] | |
[00:22.52] | Cause I' m like a knife, the concrete is right |
[00:24.77] | And I' ll take ya life and take ya like python |
[00:26.61] | I' ma do you wrong |
[00:29.36] | Any emcee who you wanna name? |
[00:30.36] | |
[00:30.99] | I want pain that I can be tamed |
[00:32.86] | Talkin about guns punk it don' t alarm me |
[00:34.49] | |
[00:35.43] | Got enough cash to make a whole damn army |
[00:37.05] | I can' t hold back the way that I feel |
[00:39.17] | Cause when I bust a rhyme it' s like ya slippin off banana peels |
[00:41.67] | Ya like fruit cake ya fruit cocktails |
[00:43.55] | First your title now I' m takin your female |
[00:46.11] | All of a sudden you' re so proud of a black |
[00:47.99] | A baseball hat but you ain' t sayin jack |
[00:49.62] | The ripper is back and you can' t escape |
[00:50.86] | Cause one of my records will sell more than your whole tape |
[00:53.49] | I want beef so bring on the rookies |
[00:56.05] | I got more than just Cool J cookies |
[00:57.36] | Rip Rock, crush, stop, cop, I' m poison come and take a drop |
[00:59.86] | I bet ya teeth will end up around the corner kid |
[01:02.05] | Don' t ask me why I did it |
[01:04.49] | I' m civilized damage to a nobody |
[01:05.86] | And I' m carrying a gun if I' m rhyming at the party |
[01:08.23] | New York, Chicago, Detroit, LA |
[01:09.30] | |
[01:11.81] | I' ll slay wherever ya play |
[01:13.50] | D. C. or Philly, or Baltimore |
[01:15.37] | I' m worrying the rich, invading the poor |
[01:18.00] | Perpetrating in your video, here' s the real smoothing |
[01:20.31] | Country accents, who do you think you' re foolin? |
[01:22.37] | I play crushable, late night craps |
[01:25.25] | You only knew cause ya onto your raps |
[01:26.93] | And rap city and V. E. T. |
[01:28.18] | |
[01:28.75] | The channel 31 and but now here I come |
[01:31.00] | To save the day and the now you' re getting done |
[01:33.00] | Like a hooker, don' t try to soul, crumb |
[01:34.62] | The first sign of the battle you little fake |
[01:37.18] | It' s comin out ya kitchen sink |
[01:39.38] | Your Mic' s a baby bottle son |
[01:40.93] | Some say they ain' t but I am the one |
[01:43.31] | The slice is that the fire boy it' ll break ya |
[01:45.31] | Servin or heard em a word occurred to him |
[01:48.50] | Then he could move a would get moved on |
[01:51.00] | Like a shotgun blast big mouth emcees I' ll bet ya none last |
[01:53.68] | Cause they ain' t sable or able |
[01:55.56] | And I bruise the party like jumper cables |
[01:57.68] | So plug me in and put me on |
[01:59.12] | I' m serial hard so I can battle amore |
[02:00.50] | From coast to coast fly, cripple, and crazy |
[02:02.37] | Use a dictionary but you still don' t phase me |
[02:04.31] | Listen ansd we can sound cheap |
[02:06.37] | Reach out for my blackness but your records ain' t wack this |
[02:08.19] | Your bitin on the castle door but when you fall in the moat |
[02:11.19] | I won' t see ya no more |
[02:13.25] | Let' s get together and diss LL |
[02:14.38] | Use his name and ya records might sell |
[02:16.00] | I can' t believe you found a dead maggots |
[02:18.06] | Crawlin all over my name I won' t have that |
[02:20.37] | You better look in the mirror and rethink your plan |
[02:22.68] | |
[02:23.24] | Why walk in quicksand? |
[02:24.06] | When you can stand on your own two feet |
[02:26.81] | I' m rippin emcees a funky drum with a big beat |
[02:28.62] | |
[02:29.19] | Name the date and a or Rainer |
[02:30.93] | Ya three year old ballerina |
[02:32.18] | I can' t believe the suckers try to throwdown |
[02:34.62] | Whether you' re new or older than old town |
[02:37.37] | Just kick back I don' t like a ? stagger wagger? psycho rap |
[02:39.49] | You can' t handle the format |
[02:40.94] | Whether you' re swab or swoon |
[02:43.25] | Ruff or rugged all I need is a broom |
[02:45.62] | If I slay the way they slay, punk play the pay |
[02:47.50] | Mr. Morris has entered the buffet |
[02:49.31] | Some of y' all are sittin in rows |
[02:51.19] | Plates of hot butter rolls, beat ya with balamey |
[02:54.37] | Slap ya with salami cause when I get hot I get hot like pastrami |
[02:57.50] | Then I make ya wonder why you don' t hear bass |
[03:00.93] | But you feel the thunder |
[03:02.18] | You get cooked I' ll knock out your tooth |
[03:04.25] | We' ll be fighting from lobby to the roof |
[03:06.12] | You are on me like I wrote your dinnertime |
[03:08.06] | Yo Marley Whassup? spill the time |
[03:10.87] | Nah man, just kick a little warmth |
[03:14.56] | Pass the brass knuckles then we break his jaw |
[03:15.93] | When I' m on the microphone I want silence |
[03:17.18] | Let KRSOne stop the violence |
[03:18.25] | Ain' t no rivals ain' t no competition |
[03:19.68] | Punk, I' m beatin ya into submission |
[03:21.43] | I' m gettin busier than ever before |
[03:23.24] | Never more will I' ll slack I' ma keep it real raw |
[03:25.62] | Eat ya up like a packjam |
[03:27.06] | |
[03:28.68] | Video is poppin over a Batman |
[03:30.12] | Rippin you to shreds, tappin you on the head |
[03:31.99] | Then leave the battle lookin as happy as a newly wed |
[03:34.00] | Give me a technine to spray |
[03:35.24] | Save the peep and put it on lawaway |
[03:37.49] | I' ll make a mailman spin and send a jam the fans will understand |
[03:41.18] | Feel ya weep about the murdergram |