Close Edge - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Close Edge - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Mos Def |
| Album | The New Danger |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Minnesota & Mos Def | |
| 作词 : Mos Def | |
| (Mos Def) | |
| Pull up to ya spot on low | |
| Shine brighter than all o' them cats they got on glow | |
| Layin the cut like they not gon' know | |
| Cuz if I gotta make a move dawg they not gonna know | |
| This door marked private this is not fo' sho' | |
| It's Mos Def what you call real fo' sho' | |
| Is they what you call gangsta, hell no | |
| They get a lil' pitch and go snitch to the po' | |
| They all talk fast and they all think slow | |
| I'm Mos Definite and I think so | |
| Flood ya city with the black ink flow | |
| And my crew ain't scared to let them things go | |
| So, stop with the nonsense, like he conscious | |
| I'm just alright dawg, I'm doin' great dawg | |
| I don't play games so I don't playa hate y'all | |
| Get it straight or get the fuck up out my face dawg | |
| I'm like the second plane that made the tower's face off | |
| That shit that let you know it's really not a game dawg | |
| Your grind and my grind ain't the same dawg | |
| I'm the catalogue, you the same song | |
| So cool and ol' school like 84' | |
| The one ya lil mami windin' up her waist for | |
| The name that real niggaz got they hands raised for | |
| Me and Mini got ya block yellow taped off | |
| Don't push me (get off) | |
| 'Cuz I'm close - To the streets, | |
| to the beach, the bitches, the niggaz, | |
| the women, the children, the workers, | |
| the killers, the addicts, the dealers | |
| the quiet, the livest, the realest | |
| - And that's close | |
| Don't push me, cuz I'm close | |
| To the edge, back, middle, and front | |
| Strong back shit liftin' it up | |
| From the big and the small | |
| I'm like J. Brown +Gettin' Involved+ | |
| An'when I'm lettin' off around don't get in the cross | |
| Have ya preacher man speakin' low gettin' his cross | |
| Tell 'em wild cowboy not to get off they horse | |
| Before they find out the town law is strictly enforced | |
| It's a real bad way to get ya name in the Source | |
| Testin' the limits of a dangerous force | |
| Ya ended up dumb famous and gone | |
| Your people shoutin' out ya name in they song | |
| Pourin' liquor on the day you was born | |
| Find paint to put ya face on the wall | |
| C'mon fall back, there's no need for all that | |
| It's all good, we all here, goin' all out (all out) | |
| All day, listen when this song say | |
| Don't push me 'cuz I'm close - To the streets, | |
| to the beach, the bitches, the niggaz, | |
| the women, the children, the workers, | |
| the killers, the addicts, the dealers | |
| the quiet, the livest, the realest | |
| - And that's close | |
| Don't push me, cuz I'm close | |
| To the edge, back, middle, and front | |
| Strong back shit liftin' it up | |
| From the big and the small | |
| I'm like J. Brown +Gettin' Involved+ | |
| Now get yours | |
| (Hook) | |
| Boom diggy bang-di-bang-di, boom bang diggy (repeated 24x) |
| zuo qu : Minnesota Mos Def | |
| zuo ci : Mos Def | |
| Mos Def | |
| Pull up to ya spot on low | |
| Shine brighter than all o' them cats they got on glow | |
| Layin the cut like they not gon' know | |
| Cuz if I gotta make a move dawg they not gonna know | |
| This door marked private this is not fo' sho' | |
| It' s Mos Def what you call real fo' sho' | |
| Is they what you call gangsta, hell no | |
| They get a lil' pitch and go snitch to the po' | |
| They all talk fast and they all think slow | |
| I' m Mos Definite and I think so | |
| Flood ya city with the black ink flow | |
| And my crew ain' t scared to let them things go | |
| So, stop with the nonsense, like he conscious | |
| I' m just alright dawg, I' m doin' great dawg | |
| I don' t play games so I don' t playa hate y' all | |
| Get it straight or get the fuck up out my face dawg | |
| I' m like the second plane that made the tower' s face off | |
| That shit that let you know it' s really not a game dawg | |
| Your grind and my grind ain' t the same dawg | |
| I' m the catalogue, you the same song | |
| So cool and ol' school like 84' | |
| The one ya lil mami windin' up her waist for | |
| The name that real niggaz got they hands raised for | |
| Me and Mini got ya block yellow taped off | |
| Don' t push me get off | |
| ' Cuz I' m close To the streets, | |
| to the beach, the bitches, the niggaz, | |
| the women, the children, the workers, | |
| the killers, the addicts, the dealers | |
| the quiet, the livest, the realest | |
| And that' s close | |
| Don' t push me, cuz I' m close | |
| To the edge, back, middle, and front | |
| Strong back shit liftin' it up | |
| From the big and the small | |
| I' m like J. Brown Gettin' Involved | |
| An' when I' m lettin' off around don' t get in the cross | |
| Have ya preacher man speakin' low gettin' his cross | |
| Tell ' em wild cowboy not to get off they horse | |
| Before they find out the town law is strictly enforced | |
| It' s a real bad way to get ya name in the Source | |
| Testin' the limits of a dangerous force | |
| Ya ended up dumb famous and gone | |
| Your people shoutin' out ya name in they song | |
| Pourin' liquor on the day you was born | |
| Find paint to put ya face on the wall | |
| C' mon fall back, there' s no need for all that | |
| It' s all good, we all here, goin' all out all out | |
| All day, listen when this song say | |
| Don' t push me ' cuz I' m close To the streets, | |
| to the beach, the bitches, the niggaz, | |
| the women, the children, the workers, | |
| the killers, the addicts, the dealers | |
| the quiet, the livest, the realest | |
| And that' s close | |
| Don' t push me, cuz I' m close | |
| To the edge, back, middle, and front | |
| Strong back shit liftin' it up | |
| From the big and the small | |
| I' m like J. Brown Gettin' Involved | |
| Now get yours | |
| Hook | |
| Boom diggy bangdibangdi, boom bang diggy repeated 24x |
| zuò qǔ : Minnesota Mos Def | |
| zuò cí : Mos Def | |
| Mos Def | |
| Pull up to ya spot on low | |
| Shine brighter than all o' them cats they got on glow | |
| Layin the cut like they not gon' know | |
| Cuz if I gotta make a move dawg they not gonna know | |
| This door marked private this is not fo' sho' | |
| It' s Mos Def what you call real fo' sho' | |
| Is they what you call gangsta, hell no | |
| They get a lil' pitch and go snitch to the po' | |
| They all talk fast and they all think slow | |
| I' m Mos Definite and I think so | |
| Flood ya city with the black ink flow | |
| And my crew ain' t scared to let them things go | |
| So, stop with the nonsense, like he conscious | |
| I' m just alright dawg, I' m doin' great dawg | |
| I don' t play games so I don' t playa hate y' all | |
| Get it straight or get the fuck up out my face dawg | |
| I' m like the second plane that made the tower' s face off | |
| That shit that let you know it' s really not a game dawg | |
| Your grind and my grind ain' t the same dawg | |
| I' m the catalogue, you the same song | |
| So cool and ol' school like 84' | |
| The one ya lil mami windin' up her waist for | |
| The name that real niggaz got they hands raised for | |
| Me and Mini got ya block yellow taped off | |
| Don' t push me get off | |
| ' Cuz I' m close To the streets, | |
| to the beach, the bitches, the niggaz, | |
| the women, the children, the workers, | |
| the killers, the addicts, the dealers | |
| the quiet, the livest, the realest | |
| And that' s close | |
| Don' t push me, cuz I' m close | |
| To the edge, back, middle, and front | |
| Strong back shit liftin' it up | |
| From the big and the small | |
| I' m like J. Brown Gettin' Involved | |
| An' when I' m lettin' off around don' t get in the cross | |
| Have ya preacher man speakin' low gettin' his cross | |
| Tell ' em wild cowboy not to get off they horse | |
| Before they find out the town law is strictly enforced | |
| It' s a real bad way to get ya name in the Source | |
| Testin' the limits of a dangerous force | |
| Ya ended up dumb famous and gone | |
| Your people shoutin' out ya name in they song | |
| Pourin' liquor on the day you was born | |
| Find paint to put ya face on the wall | |
| C' mon fall back, there' s no need for all that | |
| It' s all good, we all here, goin' all out all out | |
| All day, listen when this song say | |
| Don' t push me ' cuz I' m close To the streets, | |
| to the beach, the bitches, the niggaz, | |
| the women, the children, the workers, | |
| the killers, the addicts, the dealers | |
| the quiet, the livest, the realest | |
| And that' s close | |
| Don' t push me, cuz I' m close | |
| To the edge, back, middle, and front | |
| Strong back shit liftin' it up | |
| From the big and the small | |
| I' m like J. Brown Gettin' Involved | |
| Now get yours | |
| Hook | |
| Boom diggy bangdibangdi, boom bang diggy repeated 24x |
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