Song | Napoleon Dynamite - Album Version (Explicit) |
Artist | Mos Def |
Album | TRUE MAGIC |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Daval, Mos Def, Savoy, Walker | |
The emperor, subjects, and his dogs | |
Fuck you all | |
Napoleon's dynamite blew up in his face | |
Yoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a taste | |
Yum, gravy over lips seekin tongues | |
Price that you pay for thinkin e'rybody dumb | |
Green and googly wide-eyed and surprised | |
Brows and lashes, honey mustaches, fried bride | |
Effort to little hit now holla cry pride | |
When the opposition forces came to take him back | |
BACK(Always gonna be hounded fella, by the police) | |
Oh-me-oh-me-oh-my, we don't assume | |
Secretly you probably relate | |
Loud lung tyrant, now | |
YOU be quiet | |
Husheth, thou dost protesth too mucheth | |
Your deeds are on file, take your testament is bupkis | |
I feel like | |
Lazarus, steppin out the grave | |
To give reporters of his death, the world's greatest nay | |
It ain't hear or say, you can see it for your own two | |
Sucker or get close and feel it if you want to | |
But I know you, you won't and can't do | |
Seamstress and lies are bustin up your handle | |
Palms and fingertips on ultra-blister | |
You crossed a good dude now he cued the ultra-disher | |
Shell position fill your old tradition self | |
Machine gun ran in the pad and clipped himself | |
Now your project sinks up leakin | |
Hand over head and the sticky red is seepin | |
Weepin willow goin onry ape shit | |
Little homey onlooker shout,"He ain't gon' make it!" | |
The moment where bullies find | |
GodDumb-ass, he been on the scene all along | |
Tried to help you steer clear, you sped up to the climax | |
The brick wall on your cheeks worse than | |
ImaxHeavy child | |
I know you wish you never tried black | |
Dante air blow craft you can't hijack | |
Yes, but really | |
I digressLet me step aside and let the | |
EMS clean up the drecks | |
Extra gore soak the medics to they own asshole | |
I pray peace on your soul now | |
BEGONE~!Movin on, to deeper brighter better and more | |
FREE |
zuo ci : Daval, Mos Def, Savoy, Walker | |
The emperor, subjects, and his dogs | |
Fuck you all | |
Napoleon' s dynamite blew up in his face | |
Yoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a taste | |
Yum, gravy over lips seekin tongues | |
Price that you pay for thinkin e' rybody dumb | |
Green and googly wideeyed and surprised | |
Brows and lashes, honey mustaches, fried bride | |
Effort to little hit now holla cry pride | |
When the opposition forces came to take him back | |
BACK Always gonna be hounded fella, by the police | |
Ohmeohmeohmy, we don' t assume | |
Secretly you probably relate | |
Loud lung tyrant, now | |
YOU be quiet | |
Husheth, thou dost protesth too mucheth | |
Your deeds are on file, take your testament is bupkis | |
I feel like | |
Lazarus, steppin out the grave | |
To give reporters of his death, the world' s greatest nay | |
It ain' t hear or say, you can see it for your own two | |
Sucker or get close and feel it if you want to | |
But I know you, you won' t and can' t do | |
Seamstress and lies are bustin up your handle | |
Palms and fingertips on ultrablister | |
You crossed a good dude now he cued the ultradisher | |
Shell position fill your old tradition self | |
Machine gun ran in the pad and clipped himself | |
Now your project sinks up leakin | |
Hand over head and the sticky red is seepin | |
Weepin willow goin onry ape shit | |
Little homey onlooker shout," He ain' t gon' make it!" | |
The moment where bullies find | |
GodDumbass, he been on the scene all along | |
Tried to help you steer clear, you sped up to the climax | |
The brick wall on your cheeks worse than | |
ImaxHeavy child | |
I know you wish you never tried black | |
Dante air blow craft you can' t hijack | |
Yes, but really | |
I digressLet me step aside and let the | |
EMS clean up the drecks | |
Extra gore soak the medics to they own asshole | |
I pray peace on your soul now | |
BEGONE! Movin on, to deeper brighter better and more | |
FREE |
zuò cí : Daval, Mos Def, Savoy, Walker | |
The emperor, subjects, and his dogs | |
Fuck you all | |
Napoleon' s dynamite blew up in his face | |
Yoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a taste | |
Yum, gravy over lips seekin tongues | |
Price that you pay for thinkin e' rybody dumb | |
Green and googly wideeyed and surprised | |
Brows and lashes, honey mustaches, fried bride | |
Effort to little hit now holla cry pride | |
When the opposition forces came to take him back | |
BACK Always gonna be hounded fella, by the police | |
Ohmeohmeohmy, we don' t assume | |
Secretly you probably relate | |
Loud lung tyrant, now | |
YOU be quiet | |
Husheth, thou dost protesth too mucheth | |
Your deeds are on file, take your testament is bupkis | |
I feel like | |
Lazarus, steppin out the grave | |
To give reporters of his death, the world' s greatest nay | |
It ain' t hear or say, you can see it for your own two | |
Sucker or get close and feel it if you want to | |
But I know you, you won' t and can' t do | |
Seamstress and lies are bustin up your handle | |
Palms and fingertips on ultrablister | |
You crossed a good dude now he cued the ultradisher | |
Shell position fill your old tradition self | |
Machine gun ran in the pad and clipped himself | |
Now your project sinks up leakin | |
Hand over head and the sticky red is seepin | |
Weepin willow goin onry ape shit | |
Little homey onlooker shout," He ain' t gon' make it!" | |
The moment where bullies find | |
GodDumbass, he been on the scene all along | |
Tried to help you steer clear, you sped up to the climax | |
The brick wall on your cheeks worse than | |
ImaxHeavy child | |
I know you wish you never tried black | |
Dante air blow craft you can' t hijack | |
Yes, but really | |
I digressLet me step aside and let the | |
EMS clean up the drecks | |
Extra gore soak the medics to they own asshole | |
I pray peace on your soul now | |
BEGONE! Movin on, to deeper brighter better and more | |
FREE |