| 作曲 : McKeehan, Taylor | |
| I've played in | |
| L.A. and D. | |
| C., Manhattan and | |
| SydneyAnd | |
| Kingston, | |
| Jamaica where my | |
| Mandy was made | |
| It's 98 degrees in the straight-up shade | |
| I say I'm stickin' with her for the rest of my given days"Somebody told me that you're takin' a breakA sabbatical from rhymin' on the records that you makeA little birdie said that wasn't the caseThey blamed your exodus on " | |
| DC" partners Kevin and Tait""Hold up, I didn't say all that" | |
| I wanna move the people on a hot summer's day | |
| I wanna serve up the | |
| Truth like it's pink lemonade[CHORUS] | |
| So if you're wonderin' why | |
| IContinue to try my | |
| Skills at this rap game | |
| Girl, I can't get enough | |
| I been rockin' the black folks | |
| And tellin' those white jokes | |
| And people are people | |
| So just throw your hands up | |
| If you're wonderin' why | |
| IContinue to try my | |
| Skills at this rap game | |
| Girl, I can't get enough | |
| I been rockin' the church folks | |
| And tellin' those same jokes | |
| So all of | |
| God's people | |
| Won't ya throw your hands up | |
| I've been away for some down time | |
| But thought it was 'bout time | |
| To give my freaky people what they came here for | |
| I guess I needed some head space | |
| And felt that by | |
| God's grace | |
| My homosapiens would still be up for some more | |
| I'm talkin' | |
| God in my hip-hop | |
| If not, then my show stops | |
| And everyone around me knows | |
| I ain't gonna sell -out | |
| To those bad guys, they pushin' them white lies | |
| Tweak the word freak and you'll be airing tonight guys[CHORUS] | |
| I wanna move the people on a hot summer's day | |
| I wanna serve up the | |
| Truth like it's pink lemonade | |
| I wanna give my people what they can't deny | |
| I wanna light up the skies like the | |
| Fourth of | |
| July |
| zuo qu : McKeehan, Taylor | |
| I' ve played in | |
| L. A. and D. | |
| C., Manhattan and | |
| SydneyAnd | |
| Kingston, | |
| Jamaica where my | |
| Mandy was made | |
| It' s 98 degrees in the straightup shade | |
| I say I' m stickin' with her for the rest of my given days" Somebody told me that you' re takin' a breakA sabbatical from rhymin' on the records that you makeA little birdie said that wasn' t the caseThey blamed your exodus on " | |
| DC" partners Kevin and Tait"" Hold up, I didn' t say all that" | |
| I wanna move the people on a hot summer' s day | |
| I wanna serve up the | |
| Truth like it' s pink lemonade CHORUS | |
| So if you' re wonderin' why | |
| IContinue to try my | |
| Skills at this rap game | |
| Girl, I can' t get enough | |
| I been rockin' the black folks | |
| And tellin' those white jokes | |
| And people are people | |
| So just throw your hands up | |
| If you' re wonderin' why | |
| IContinue to try my | |
| Skills at this rap game | |
| Girl, I can' t get enough | |
| I been rockin' the church folks | |
| And tellin' those same jokes | |
| So all of | |
| God' s people | |
| Won' t ya throw your hands up | |
| I' ve been away for some down time | |
| But thought it was ' bout time | |
| To give my freaky people what they came here for | |
| I guess I needed some head space | |
| And felt that by | |
| God' s grace | |
| My homosapiens would still be up for some more | |
| I' m talkin' | |
| God in my hiphop | |
| If not, then my show stops | |
| And everyone around me knows | |
| I ain' t gonna sell out | |
| To those bad guys, they pushin' them white lies | |
| Tweak the word freak and you' ll be airing tonight guys CHORUS | |
| I wanna move the people on a hot summer' s day | |
| I wanna serve up the | |
| Truth like it' s pink lemonade | |
| I wanna give my people what they can' t deny | |
| I wanna light up the skies like the | |
| Fourth of | |
| July |
| zuò qǔ : McKeehan, Taylor | |
| I' ve played in | |
| L. A. and D. | |
| C., Manhattan and | |
| SydneyAnd | |
| Kingston, | |
| Jamaica where my | |
| Mandy was made | |
| It' s 98 degrees in the straightup shade | |
| I say I' m stickin' with her for the rest of my given days" Somebody told me that you' re takin' a breakA sabbatical from rhymin' on the records that you makeA little birdie said that wasn' t the caseThey blamed your exodus on " | |
| DC" partners Kevin and Tait"" Hold up, I didn' t say all that" | |
| I wanna move the people on a hot summer' s day | |
| I wanna serve up the | |
| Truth like it' s pink lemonade CHORUS | |
| So if you' re wonderin' why | |
| IContinue to try my | |
| Skills at this rap game | |
| Girl, I can' t get enough | |
| I been rockin' the black folks | |
| And tellin' those white jokes | |
| And people are people | |
| So just throw your hands up | |
| If you' re wonderin' why | |
| IContinue to try my | |
| Skills at this rap game | |
| Girl, I can' t get enough | |
| I been rockin' the church folks | |
| And tellin' those same jokes | |
| So all of | |
| God' s people | |
| Won' t ya throw your hands up | |
| I' ve been away for some down time | |
| But thought it was ' bout time | |
| To give my freaky people what they came here for | |
| I guess I needed some head space | |
| And felt that by | |
| God' s grace | |
| My homosapiens would still be up for some more | |
| I' m talkin' | |
| God in my hiphop | |
| If not, then my show stops | |
| And everyone around me knows | |
| I ain' t gonna sell out | |
| To those bad guys, they pushin' them white lies | |
| Tweak the word freak and you' ll be airing tonight guys CHORUS | |
| I wanna move the people on a hot summer' s day | |
| I wanna serve up the | |
| Truth like it' s pink lemonade | |
| I wanna give my people what they can' t deny | |
| I wanna light up the skies like the | |
| Fourth of | |
| July |
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