| Song | D.T.F.N [feat. Cise Starr] |
| Artist | Nujabes |
| Album | Hydeout Productions 1st Collection |
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| [00:18.95] | I left my mind mental going back to grind central. |
| [00:21.05] | It is essential that I move my pencil. My credentials in my |
| [00:23.96] | Dental make it nice and simple, so y’all can hear it, never |
| [00:26.35] | Fear it, and you come and listen (Listen up, listen up) 'cause |
| [00:28.51] | My rhyme style forever glisten, making it a mission for |
| [00:30.61] | Rap to be a New-Age established religion |
| [00:33.50] | So we gon’ move it in my pulpit. My tabernacle |
| [00:35.45] | Will shackle any emcees that want to step to me and battle |
| [00:38.10] | I’m keeping the peace and order while I’m hitting the gavel |
| [00:40.30] | You talking that bull****? You’re gonna hit the gravel |
| [00:42.60] | 'Cause I’ma do what I can and do what I must |
| [00:44.85] | Those silly mother****ers can’t rock the mic—they need to hush (Shut up) |
| [00:47.69] | I'll be your favorite fanatical lyrical lush |
| [00:49.69] | Feeding your ears with grade-A lyrical food stuffs |
| [00:51.89] | Making you blush when you hear it, making your spirit |
| [00:54.39] | Overjoyed from these lyrics. After, you want to spit it (Yeah) |
| [00:56.64] | Honey, we’re vivid on candid camera. Now, I’m scaring ya |
| [00:59.15] | Like Godzilla fighting Gamera, spreading malaria (Haha) |
| [01:01.45] | In your area, pandemonium just abound ‘cause |
| [01:04.09] | The CYNE’ll hit ya town with that musical sound now |
| [01:06.49] | And move the crowd with the graphic displays of physical |
| [01:08.79] | Waves that make you wanna lose it for days |
| [01:10.64] | *****, we made lyrical art and serenade |
| [01:12.99] | Impress the mind like miracles in biblical days |
| [01:43.51] | Blessing the club with my presence, forgetting all of my lessons |
| [01:45.86] | The only protection that I’m carrying is not a weapon |
| [01:48.05] | Gets to high stepping when you see me. No man can ever |
| [01:50.70] | Beat me. I sit back and shine hard—believe me |
| [01:52.94] | I’m glistening, talking bull**** while ******* listening |
| [01:55.19] | Pushing a bubble, I’m sitting hard on black Michelin |
| [01:57.59] | Wrapped around a twenty-inch, buff shine ridiculous |
| [01:59.89] | Freak nasty hoes, squat down, and lick meticulous |
| [02:02.34] | You’re hearing this? Keeping these chickenheads delirious |
| [02:04.64] | With the vocab and the neck sparkling serious |
| [02:06.99] | Come on, shorty. Don’t look shy—no need fearing this |
| [02:09.24] | With your cute eyes, fat thighs, and hair marvelous (Yeah) |
| [02:11.68] | Your skin tone melodic, your voice sound exotic |
| [02:14.04] | You're so fine, potpourri scent from when you farted (Haha) |
| [02:16.33] | Let's get it started back at my place, getting retarded |
| [02:18.63] | And don’t be acting brand-new, boo—we getting on it. So what |
| [02:21.03] | So what you talk about? Here are my digits, so hit the walkabout |
| [02:23.38] | So we can set it up in the truck. You know we bout to **** |
| [02:25.84] | So light it up. I’m blazing your mind. We’re passing the time |
| [02:28.19] | **** doing lines. We’re sipping on expensive wines |
| [02:30.34] | Damn, you’re fine. Pretty brown thighs I’m gonna climb |
| [02:32.69] | Body sublime, sipping Corona, licking the lime |
| [02:35.04] | Line for line, it’d be the Cise ripping your mind |
| [02:37.34] | So give me some time so we can unwind |
| [02:56.53] | Yo |
| [02:57.17] | This is how we did it. The city is getting me hype |
| [02:58.86] | Grabbing the mic, PreCise Star ripping it nice (Nice) |
| [03:01.01] | Dimming the lights, my words became the vehicle |
| [03:03.36] | Moving the crowd—lyrical sounds remain diesel |
| [03:05.76] | The speakers amplify the words of my mind. In the |
| [03:07.81] | In the physical sense stands one-fourth of the CYNE. Repping |
| [03:10.11] | Reppin this rhyme, so I'm standing to the right of the God |
| [03:12.36] | "Up Above," giving love while he's rapping his song |
| [03:14.85] | Even though I stand 5'11", my head is touching heaven |
| [03:17.45] | Above the clouds, our sounds stop 9/11 |
| [03:19.99] | I be the Deacon Reverend rocking a triple-7 |
| [03:22.06] | It’d be the crews I'm wrecking, so, sonny, I’m call-collecting |
| [03:24.31] | I’m staying, leaving a message, but sometimes you’re second-guessing |
| [03:26.55] | You’d better be understanding that I never left a first question |
| [03:29.26] | Moving my music, meticulous in many directions |
| [03:31.35] | Hitting your city, town, area, province, and section |
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| ar: | |
| al: | |
| [00:18.95] | I left my mind mental going back to grind central. |
| [00:21.05] | It is essential that I move my pencil. My credentials in my |
| [00:23.96] | Dental make it nice and simple, so y' all can hear it, never |
| [00:26.35] | Fear it, and you come and listen Listen up, listen up ' cause |
| [00:28.51] | My rhyme style forever glisten, making it a mission for |
| [00:30.61] | Rap to be a NewAge established religion |
| [00:33.50] | So we gon' move it in my pulpit. My tabernacle |
| [00:35.45] | Will shackle any emcees that want to step to me and battle |
| [00:38.10] | I' m keeping the peace and order while I' m hitting the gavel |
| [00:40.30] | You talking that bull? You' re gonna hit the gravel |
| [00:42.60] | ' Cause I' ma do what I can and do what I must |
| [00:44.85] | Those silly mother ers can' t rock the mic they need to hush Shut up |
| [00:47.69] | I' ll be your favorite fanatical lyrical lush |
| [00:49.69] | Feeding your ears with gradeA lyrical food stuffs |
| [00:51.89] | Making you blush when you hear it, making your spirit |
| [00:54.39] | Overjoyed from these lyrics. After, you want to spit it Yeah |
| [00:56.64] | Honey, we' re vivid on candid camera. Now, I' m scaring ya |
| [00:59.15] | Like Godzilla fighting Gamera, spreading malaria Haha |
| [01:01.45] | In your area, pandemonium just abound ' cause |
| [01:04.09] | The CYNE' ll hit ya town with that musical sound now |
| [01:06.49] | And move the crowd with the graphic displays of physical |
| [01:08.79] | Waves that make you wanna lose it for days |
| [01:10.64] | , we made lyrical art and serenade |
| [01:12.99] | Impress the mind like miracles in biblical days |
| [01:43.51] | Blessing the club with my presence, forgetting all of my lessons |
| [01:45.86] | The only protection that I' m carrying is not a weapon |
| [01:48.05] | Gets to high stepping when you see me. No man can ever |
| [01:50.70] | Beat me. I sit back and shine hard believe me |
| [01:52.94] | I' m glistening, talking bull while listening |
| [01:55.19] | Pushing a bubble, I' m sitting hard on black Michelin |
| [01:57.59] | Wrapped around a twentyinch, buff shine ridiculous |
| [01:59.89] | Freak nasty hoes, squat down, and lick meticulous |
| [02:02.34] | You' re hearing this? Keeping these chickenheads delirious |
| [02:04.64] | With the vocab and the neck sparkling serious |
| [02:06.99] | Come on, shorty. Don' t look shy no need fearing this |
| [02:09.24] | With your cute eyes, fat thighs, and hair marvelous Yeah |
| [02:11.68] | Your skin tone melodic, your voice sound exotic |
| [02:14.04] | You' re so fine, potpourri scent from when you farted Haha |
| [02:16.33] | Let' s get it started back at my place, getting retarded |
| [02:18.63] | And don' t be acting brandnew, boo we getting on it. So what |
| [02:21.03] | So what you talk about? Here are my digits, so hit the walkabout |
| [02:23.38] | So we can set it up in the truck. You know we bout to |
| [02:25.84] | So light it up. I' m blazing your mind. We' re passing the time |
| [02:28.19] | doing lines. We' re sipping on expensive wines |
| [02:30.34] | Damn, you' re fine. Pretty brown thighs I' m gonna climb |
| [02:32.69] | Body sublime, sipping Corona, licking the lime |
| [02:35.04] | Line for line, it' d be the Cise ripping your mind |
| [02:37.34] | So give me some time so we can unwind |
| [02:56.53] | Yo |
| [02:57.17] | This is how we did it. The city is getting me hype |
| [02:58.86] | Grabbing the mic, PreCise Star ripping it nice Nice |
| [03:01.01] | Dimming the lights, my words became the vehicle |
| [03:03.36] | Moving the crowd lyrical sounds remain diesel |
| [03:05.76] | The speakers amplify the words of my mind. In the |
| [03:07.81] | In the physical sense stands onefourth of the CYNE. Repping |
| [03:10.11] | Reppin this rhyme, so I' m standing to the right of the God |
| [03:12.36] | " Up Above," giving love while he' s rapping his song |
| [03:14.85] | Even though I stand 5' 11", my head is touching heaven |
| [03:17.45] | Above the clouds, our sounds stop 9 11 |
| [03:19.99] | I be the Deacon Reverend rocking a triple7 |
| [03:22.06] | It' d be the crews I' m wrecking, so, sonny, I' m callcollecting |
| [03:24.31] | I' m staying, leaving a message, but sometimes you' re secondguessing |
| [03:26.55] | You' d better be understanding that I never left a first question |
| [03:29.26] | Moving my music, meticulous in many directions |
| [03:31.35] | Hitting your city, town, area, province, and section |