Song | Stereo (Instrumental) |
Artist | The Legion |
Album | The Lost Tapes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Buckwild | |
(Hook) | |
We got that B O O M B A P | |
From the B R O N Ecstasy | |
Do you C K W I L K | |
With the Legion, bring it live | |
Wherever we be | |
(Verse: Molecules) | |
Till I die, ? the two, all day I'm fresh | |
All day I flex, from London down, all day I flex | |
All day I rep', **** a hater who all day slept | |
Come and go toe to toe with this twelve twelve vet | |
Or 21 on these broad day Tech, in pursuit of a dollar | |
Yo, fam, you know we all make steps | |
You know it's real when the boogie down, I play pro | |
But I still put a rookie down | |
Sound, few shooters, layin' ****** in my town | |
Wild cowboys, they still shakin' ****** down | |
I'm from the legacy, I'm bam butter (?) | |
That's a sonic, I used to rock beats cause for Madtronics | |
Back when the Knowledge was born, yeah, the mad goddess | |
Cheese line, seventeen, the grammar gave goddess(?) | |
Supply and demand done gain power | |
Movin' that work by the hour | |
Whether it be Rowls Beats or Sours | |
You can tell by the way I walk, the way I talk | |
It's clear that I come from the Bronx, New York | |
From Webbster to Watson F, all the way down to Pelham | |
Legion be the team, yea, I try to tell 'em | |
(Hook) | |
This is hip-hop, we want y'all to know | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
You can take that everywhere you go | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
You want more, we got some for sure | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
On your mark, ready, let's flow | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
(Verse: Chucky Smash) | |
Juvee down, chero-dynamic, escape the panic | |
Rescue the planet, leave it smashed up and damaged | |
Six the pinture, straight cognac, no mixture | |
Rumble in the Bronx, warriors, come and get ya | |
Slice of the cake, like enemas, fractions and dividends | |
Considering these rhymes and rhythm to a minimum | |
The synonyms, we figure it, we givin' 'em | |
People sicked out they mind, the thrill ill adrenaline | |
Now all the ladies and gentlemen, we peddlin' | |
Hip-hop in it, don't stop all the meddlin' | |
Come on, fam, we ? the medicine | |
Taste back when it go down to go better | |
Then wake up in the mornin' half nortin' with the stab | |
Legion buck wild betta flip through the styles | |
Like wo, the size ? break it down, here we go | |
Beats born back, the brothers, we got the flow | |
Ponks world wide, hey yo, we got's to go | |
Legion be rockin' it stereo, stereo | |
(Hook) | |
This is hip-hop, we want y'all to know | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
You can take that everywhere you go | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
You want more, we got some for sure | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
On your mark, ready, let's flow | |
(Clap yo hands and say yea) | |
(Verse: Cee-Low) | |
Yo, my b***s too big for skinny jeans, so | |
Lemme make this clear, ***** (?) eye bullvize in | |
It's neva made up, no make up, no make-belief | |
You, dicin' this *****, I make her jump like trampolines | |
And my b***s too hard for Cassey-o machines | |
When I spit, that's food for thought, fine cuisine | |
The Sean J, yo, that be my Constantine | |
The metaphor be ****, that means be time to lean | |
The Bronx bombers back in the screen be seen | |
So take a chill, for the next sight you see be a beam | |
Cruisers skrill, shut the echo, I be the fiend | |
Be f****n' with this team, they get up here in yo jeans | |
I'm on my Dean, where the end justifies the means | |
I'm from the city where crackheads(?) defy the fiends | |
I speak the truth, you the line that sits in between | |
So take a look, this is how you redeem a regime | |
(Hook) | |
This is hip-hop, we want y'all to know | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
You can take that everywhere you go | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
You want more, we got some for sure | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
On your mark, ready, let's flow | |
(Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) |
zuo qu : Buckwild | |
Hook | |
We got that B O O M B A P | |
From the B R O N Ecstasy | |
Do you C K W I L K | |
With the Legion, bring it live | |
Wherever we be | |
Verse: Molecules | |
Till I die, ? the two, all day I' m fresh | |
All day I flex, from London down, all day I flex | |
All day I rep', a hater who all day slept | |
Come and go toe to toe with this twelve twelve vet | |
Or 21 on these broad day Tech, in pursuit of a dollar | |
Yo, fam, you know we all make steps | |
You know it' s real when the boogie down, I play pro | |
But I still put a rookie down | |
Sound, few shooters, layin' in my town | |
Wild cowboys, they still shakin' down | |
I' m from the legacy, I' m bam butter ? | |
That' s a sonic, I used to rock beats cause for Madtronics | |
Back when the Knowledge was born, yeah, the mad goddess | |
Cheese line, seventeen, the grammar gave goddess? | |
Supply and demand done gain power | |
Movin' that work by the hour | |
Whether it be Rowls Beats or Sours | |
You can tell by the way I walk, the way I talk | |
It' s clear that I come from the Bronx, New York | |
From Webbster to Watson F, all the way down to Pelham | |
Legion be the team, yea, I try to tell ' em | |
Hook | |
This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You can take that everywhere you go | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You want more, we got some for sure | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
Verse: Chucky Smash | |
Juvee down, cherodynamic, escape the panic | |
Rescue the planet, leave it smashed up and damaged | |
Six the pinture, straight cognac, no mixture | |
Rumble in the Bronx, warriors, come and get ya | |
Slice of the cake, like enemas, fractions and dividends | |
Considering these rhymes and rhythm to a minimum | |
The synonyms, we figure it, we givin' ' em | |
People sicked out they mind, the thrill ill adrenaline | |
Now all the ladies and gentlemen, we peddlin' | |
Hiphop in it, don' t stop all the meddlin' | |
Come on, fam, we ? the medicine | |
Taste back when it go down to go better | |
Then wake up in the mornin' half nortin' with the stab | |
Legion buck wild betta flip through the styles | |
Like wo, the size ? break it down, here we go | |
Beats born back, the brothers, we got the flow | |
Ponks world wide, hey yo, we got' s to go | |
Legion be rockin' it stereo, stereo | |
Hook | |
This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You can take that everywhere you go | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You want more, we got some for sure | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
Clap yo hands and say yea | |
Verse: CeeLow | |
Yo, my b s too big for skinny jeans, so | |
Lemme make this clear, ? eye bullvize in | |
It' s neva made up, no make up, no makebelief | |
You, dicin' this , I make her jump like trampolines | |
And my b s too hard for Casseyo machines | |
When I spit, that' s food for thought, fine cuisine | |
The Sean J, yo, that be my Constantine | |
The metaphor be , that means be time to lean | |
The Bronx bombers back in the screen be seen | |
So take a chill, for the next sight you see be a beam | |
Cruisers skrill, shut the echo, I be the fiend | |
Be f n' with this team, they get up here in yo jeans | |
I' m on my Dean, where the end justifies the means | |
I' m from the city where crackheads? defy the fiends | |
I speak the truth, you the line that sits in between | |
So take a look, this is how you redeem a regime | |
Hook | |
This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You can take that everywhere you go | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You want more, we got some for sure | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo |
zuò qǔ : Buckwild | |
Hook | |
We got that B O O M B A P | |
From the B R O N Ecstasy | |
Do you C K W I L K | |
With the Legion, bring it live | |
Wherever we be | |
Verse: Molecules | |
Till I die, ? the two, all day I' m fresh | |
All day I flex, from London down, all day I flex | |
All day I rep', a hater who all day slept | |
Come and go toe to toe with this twelve twelve vet | |
Or 21 on these broad day Tech, in pursuit of a dollar | |
Yo, fam, you know we all make steps | |
You know it' s real when the boogie down, I play pro | |
But I still put a rookie down | |
Sound, few shooters, layin' in my town | |
Wild cowboys, they still shakin' down | |
I' m from the legacy, I' m bam butter ? | |
That' s a sonic, I used to rock beats cause for Madtronics | |
Back when the Knowledge was born, yeah, the mad goddess | |
Cheese line, seventeen, the grammar gave goddess? | |
Supply and demand done gain power | |
Movin' that work by the hour | |
Whether it be Rowls Beats or Sours | |
You can tell by the way I walk, the way I talk | |
It' s clear that I come from the Bronx, New York | |
From Webbster to Watson F, all the way down to Pelham | |
Legion be the team, yea, I try to tell ' em | |
Hook | |
This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You can take that everywhere you go | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You want more, we got some for sure | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
Verse: Chucky Smash | |
Juvee down, cherodynamic, escape the panic | |
Rescue the planet, leave it smashed up and damaged | |
Six the pinture, straight cognac, no mixture | |
Rumble in the Bronx, warriors, come and get ya | |
Slice of the cake, like enemas, fractions and dividends | |
Considering these rhymes and rhythm to a minimum | |
The synonyms, we figure it, we givin' ' em | |
People sicked out they mind, the thrill ill adrenaline | |
Now all the ladies and gentlemen, we peddlin' | |
Hiphop in it, don' t stop all the meddlin' | |
Come on, fam, we ? the medicine | |
Taste back when it go down to go better | |
Then wake up in the mornin' half nortin' with the stab | |
Legion buck wild betta flip through the styles | |
Like wo, the size ? break it down, here we go | |
Beats born back, the brothers, we got the flow | |
Ponks world wide, hey yo, we got' s to go | |
Legion be rockin' it stereo, stereo | |
Hook | |
This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You can take that everywhere you go | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You want more, we got some for sure | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
Clap yo hands and say yea | |
Verse: CeeLow | |
Yo, my b s too big for skinny jeans, so | |
Lemme make this clear, ? eye bullvize in | |
It' s neva made up, no make up, no makebelief | |
You, dicin' this , I make her jump like trampolines | |
And my b s too hard for Casseyo machines | |
When I spit, that' s food for thought, fine cuisine | |
The Sean J, yo, that be my Constantine | |
The metaphor be , that means be time to lean | |
The Bronx bombers back in the screen be seen | |
So take a chill, for the next sight you see be a beam | |
Cruisers skrill, shut the echo, I be the fiend | |
Be f n' with this team, they get up here in yo jeans | |
I' m on my Dean, where the end justifies the means | |
I' m from the city where crackheads? defy the fiends | |
I speak the truth, you the line that sits in between | |
So take a look, this is how you redeem a regime | |
Hook | |
This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You can take that everywhere you go | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
You want more, we got some for sure | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
Legion be reapin' it stereereo |