| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Camon, Maman, Nas |
| [00:01.87] | Artist: Nasir Jones |
| [00:02.17] | Album: God's Son |
| [00:02.38] | Song: Book of Rhymes |
| [00:02.55] | |
| [00:02.87] | Alchemist you know me man |
| [00:03.61] | I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio |
| [00:05.77] | soon as I hear the track; you know what I'm sayin? |
| [00:09.47] | Word but I wanted to bring a couple of books to the studio today |
| [00:12.92] | Man I foundthese shits up in the crib man in boxes man |
| [00:15.97] | I don't even remember when I was writing these shits |
| [00:18.36] | or what's in these shits man probably a bunch of bullshit man |
| [00:21.48] | Fuck it check it |
| [00:22.66] | |
| [00:22.87] | How can I trust you when I can't trust me? |
| [00:25.63] | Picture myself a old man a O.G. |
| [00:28.07] | Some niggas will conversate with liers all day |
| [00:30.72] | Time pass...(Nah lemme start somethin' else) |
| [00:34.46] | Soul on ice death threats given by clowns |
| [00:37.21] | I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns |
| [00:40.02] | I'm hexed cursed worse I been blessed first |
| [00:42.55] | I thought I was abnormal cause I would overcome any tasked called to |
| [00:45.76] | So there it is I'ma prince I'ma get slain |
| [00:48.72] | Some do minor shit swear they on the top of they game |
| [00:51.47] | Ya rhymin' is called "Vagina Monologue" |
| [00:53.70] | It kinda supports theories of scary niggas who should lie in the morgue |
| [00:57.06] | Rarely y'all come in contact with the real |
| [00:59.35] | Since Pun passed he was the last shine of sun I could feel |
| [01:02.26] | Yo said there's a few left since music's expressions of life |
| [01:05.80] | Damn I wish I took more time to write in my book of rhymes |
| [01:08.41] | |
| [01:10.00] | Oh shit Tina - I been lookin' for this bitch number damn. |
| [01:15.78] | No this rhyme is weak.. |
| [01:17.59] | This is week I remember this bullshit right here |
| [01:19.03] | (My Book of Rhymes) |
| [01:19.87] | Gandhi was a... what the fu..? |
| [01:23.22] | |
| [01:23.65] | Gandhi was a fool, nigga fight to the death |
| [01:26.05] | The US Army is a school that teach ya plights of conquest |
| [01:28.76] | (I wonder when I wrote this. Nah it's weak) |
| [01:31.23] | The money's ya religion sky the limit live life |
| [01:33.84] | Numbers is big business makes the poor live trife |
| [01:36.56] | The glimmers of hope provoke those without dollars to dream |
| [01:40.02] | Through your existence become wealthy knowledge is king |
| [01:42.97] | Pimps and card sharks thiefs murderers with hard luck |
| [01:45.86] | Addicts and fiends prostitutes passin' for teens is my society |
| [01:49.62] | Cops that shoot blacks is routine for noteriety |
| [01:52.45] | Grow up watchin' well dressed niggas with charms |
| [01:55.05] | Beautiful ladies on their arms |
| [01:56.85] | Dangerous new cars was my fantasy for Nas |
| [02:00.08] | Rubbin my lips with Campophenique |
| [02:02.09] | Still behind the ears wet turned out to be |
| [02:05.15] | Pioneers vets amongst hustlers crack sellers and liers and squares... |
| [02:09.11] | (Nah that was weak there) |
| [02:11.48] | My people be projects or jail never Harvard or Yale |
| [02:14.63] | Pardon me type in my 2way while I'm chargin' my cell |
| [02:17.13] | It's hard to be iced up with Gucci god poverty's real |
| [02:20.08] | I can't fight you cause you would sue me nigga |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Camon, Maman, Nas |
| [00:01.87] | Artist: Nasir Jones |
| [00:02.17] | Album: God' s Son |
| [00:02.38] | Song: Book of Rhymes |
| [00:02.55] | |
| [00:02.87] | Alchemist you know me man |
| [00:03.61] | I' m the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio |
| [00:05.77] | soon as I hear the track you know what I' m sayin? |
| [00:09.47] | Word but I wanted to bring a couple of books to the studio today |
| [00:12.92] | Man I foundthese shits up in the crib man in boxes man |
| [00:15.97] | I don' t even remember when I was writing these shits |
| [00:18.36] | or what' s in these shits man probably a bunch of bullshit man |
| [00:21.48] | Fuck it check it |
| [00:22.66] | |
| [00:22.87] | How can I trust you when I can' t trust me? |
| [00:25.63] | Picture myself a old man a O. G. |
| [00:28.07] | Some niggas will conversate with liers all day |
| [00:30.72] | Time pass... Nah lemme start somethin' else |
| [00:34.46] | Soul on ice death threats given by clowns |
| [00:37.21] | I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns |
| [00:40.02] | I' m hexed cursed worse I been blessed first |
| [00:42.55] | I thought I was abnormal cause I would overcome any tasked called to |
| [00:45.76] | So there it is I' ma prince I' ma get slain |
| [00:48.72] | Some do minor shit swear they on the top of they game |
| [00:51.47] | Ya rhymin' is called " Vagina Monologue" |
| [00:53.70] | It kinda supports theories of scary niggas who should lie in the morgue |
| [00:57.06] | Rarely y' all come in contact with the real |
| [00:59.35] | Since Pun passed he was the last shine of sun I could feel |
| [01:02.26] | Yo said there' s a few left since music' s expressions of life |
| [01:05.80] | Damn I wish I took more time to write in my book of rhymes |
| [01:08.41] | |
| [01:10.00] | Oh shit Tina I been lookin' for this bitch number damn. |
| [01:15.78] | No this rhyme is weak.. |
| [01:17.59] | This is week I remember this bullshit right here |
| [01:19.03] | My Book of Rhymes |
| [01:19.87] | Gandhi was a... what the fu..? |
| [01:23.22] | |
| [01:23.65] | Gandhi was a fool, nigga fight to the death |
| [01:26.05] | The US Army is a school that teach ya plights of conquest |
| [01:28.76] | I wonder when I wrote this. Nah it' s weak |
| [01:31.23] | The money' s ya religion sky the limit live life |
| [01:33.84] | Numbers is big business makes the poor live trife |
| [01:36.56] | The glimmers of hope provoke those without dollars to dream |
| [01:40.02] | Through your existence become wealthy knowledge is king |
| [01:42.97] | Pimps and card sharks thiefs murderers with hard luck |
| [01:45.86] | Addicts and fiends prostitutes passin' for teens is my society |
| [01:49.62] | Cops that shoot blacks is routine for noteriety |
| [01:52.45] | Grow up watchin' well dressed niggas with charms |
| [01:55.05] | Beautiful ladies on their arms |
| [01:56.85] | Dangerous new cars was my fantasy for Nas |
| [02:00.08] | Rubbin my lips with Campophenique |
| [02:02.09] | Still behind the ears wet turned out to be |
| [02:05.15] | Pioneers vets amongst hustlers crack sellers and liers and squares... |
| [02:09.11] | Nah that was weak there |
| [02:11.48] | My people be projects or jail never Harvard or Yale |
| [02:14.63] | Pardon me type in my 2way while I' m chargin' my cell |
| [02:17.13] | It' s hard to be iced up with Gucci god poverty' s real |
| [02:20.08] | I can' t fight you cause you would sue me nigga |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Camon, Maman, Nas |
| [00:01.87] | Artist: Nasir Jones |
| [00:02.17] | Album: God' s Son |
| [00:02.38] | Song: Book of Rhymes |
| [00:02.55] | |
| [00:02.87] | Alchemist you know me man |
| [00:03.61] | I' m the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio |
| [00:05.77] | soon as I hear the track you know what I' m sayin? |
| [00:09.47] | Word but I wanted to bring a couple of books to the studio today |
| [00:12.92] | Man I foundthese shits up in the crib man in boxes man |
| [00:15.97] | I don' t even remember when I was writing these shits |
| [00:18.36] | or what' s in these shits man probably a bunch of bullshit man |
| [00:21.48] | Fuck it check it |
| [00:22.66] | |
| [00:22.87] | How can I trust you when I can' t trust me? |
| [00:25.63] | Picture myself a old man a O. G. |
| [00:28.07] | Some niggas will conversate with liers all day |
| [00:30.72] | Time pass... Nah lemme start somethin' else |
| [00:34.46] | Soul on ice death threats given by clowns |
| [00:37.21] | I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns |
| [00:40.02] | I' m hexed cursed worse I been blessed first |
| [00:42.55] | I thought I was abnormal cause I would overcome any tasked called to |
| [00:45.76] | So there it is I' ma prince I' ma get slain |
| [00:48.72] | Some do minor shit swear they on the top of they game |
| [00:51.47] | Ya rhymin' is called " Vagina Monologue" |
| [00:53.70] | It kinda supports theories of scary niggas who should lie in the morgue |
| [00:57.06] | Rarely y' all come in contact with the real |
| [00:59.35] | Since Pun passed he was the last shine of sun I could feel |
| [01:02.26] | Yo said there' s a few left since music' s expressions of life |
| [01:05.80] | Damn I wish I took more time to write in my book of rhymes |
| [01:08.41] | |
| [01:10.00] | Oh shit Tina I been lookin' for this bitch number damn. |
| [01:15.78] | No this rhyme is weak.. |
| [01:17.59] | This is week I remember this bullshit right here |
| [01:19.03] | My Book of Rhymes |
| [01:19.87] | Gandhi was a... what the fu..? |
| [01:23.22] | |
| [01:23.65] | Gandhi was a fool, nigga fight to the death |
| [01:26.05] | The US Army is a school that teach ya plights of conquest |
| [01:28.76] | I wonder when I wrote this. Nah it' s weak |
| [01:31.23] | The money' s ya religion sky the limit live life |
| [01:33.84] | Numbers is big business makes the poor live trife |
| [01:36.56] | The glimmers of hope provoke those without dollars to dream |
| [01:40.02] | Through your existence become wealthy knowledge is king |
| [01:42.97] | Pimps and card sharks thiefs murderers with hard luck |
| [01:45.86] | Addicts and fiends prostitutes passin' for teens is my society |
| [01:49.62] | Cops that shoot blacks is routine for noteriety |
| [01:52.45] | Grow up watchin' well dressed niggas with charms |
| [01:55.05] | Beautiful ladies on their arms |
| [01:56.85] | Dangerous new cars was my fantasy for Nas |
| [02:00.08] | Rubbin my lips with Campophenique |
| [02:02.09] | Still behind the ears wet turned out to be |
| [02:05.15] | Pioneers vets amongst hustlers crack sellers and liers and squares... |
| [02:09.11] | Nah that was weak there |
| [02:11.48] | My people be projects or jail never Harvard or Yale |
| [02:14.63] | Pardon me type in my 2way while I' m chargin' my cell |
| [02:17.13] | It' s hard to be iced up with Gucci god poverty' s real |
| [02:20.08] | I can' t fight you cause you would sue me nigga |
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