Song | The Inauguration |
Artist | Bun B |
Album | Trill |
作曲 : Freeman, Moore, Prince | |
Ladies and Gentlemen of the Southern States of America | |
We Are Gathered Here Today To Bring You The Beginning Of A New Era | |
And Now The Speaker Of The South, Jay Prince. | |
(Jay Prince) | |
Ahh yeaaah | |
Rap a -lot back in the house, once again | |
With the trillest of the trill, Bun B, the new President of the South | |
Yo Bun, it's yo time, | |
and we dedicate this one to all our brothers and sisters, | |
who suffer, at the hands of the innocent | |
(Bun B) | |
It's been a long time comin' but it finally came, | |
for Bun B to get his muthafuckin' shot at the game. | |
I put mo' work in than the average trill nigga can put, | |
and I'm a gangsta from my head to my foot, blacker than soot. | |
I got the Hood behind me, | |
the Streets co-signed me, head ? in the ghetto, | |
mayn you know where to find me. | |
The mission is laid out, | |
and the vision is clear, | |
from this moment I run the South, | |
and everything down here. | |
That go from corners to cuts, | |
trap spots to blocks, | |
whether it's rappin' or work, | |
I got the shit on lock. | |
I ain't all with that back talkin', sneak this in a plexion, | |
I'ma tell ya how I feel 'cause I'm a God Damn Texan. | |
'Bout time for me to start eliminatin' the frauds, | |
'cause it's a White House of cards, | |
and it's filled with broads | |
We gone run them hoes out and bring them Trill niggas in, | |
cause what happened in New Orleans should never happen again. | |
They be sittin' on they ass doin' much about nothing, | |
for too God Damn long, and I'm tired of the frontin'. | |
I'ma instigate a change from the muthafuckin' top, | |
'cause this bullshit they pullin' on my people gotta stop. | |
So I'm here to make a stand, | |
and take up the slack, | |
Dirty South rest easy, | |
I gotcha muthafuckin' back. | |
It's a new king on the throne, | |
and his chrown is a hat, | |
that says FREE PIMP C, | |
now what's fuckin' with that? | |
Hail to the chief |
zuò qǔ : Freeman, Moore, Prince | |
Ladies and Gentlemen of the Southern States of America | |
We Are Gathered Here Today To Bring You The Beginning Of A New Era | |
And Now The Speaker Of The South, Jay Prince. | |
Jay Prince | |
Ahh yeaaah | |
Rap a lot back in the house, once again | |
With the trillest of the trill, Bun B, the new President of the South | |
Yo Bun, it' s yo time, | |
and we dedicate this one to all our brothers and sisters, | |
who suffer, at the hands of the innocent | |
Bun B | |
It' s been a long time comin' but it finally came, | |
for Bun B to get his muthafuckin' shot at the game. | |
I put mo' work in than the average trill nigga can put, | |
and I' m a gangsta from my head to my foot, blacker than soot. | |
I got the Hood behind me, | |
the Streets cosigned me, head nbsp? in the ghetto, | |
mayn you know where to find me. | |
The mission is laid out, | |
and the vision is clear, | |
from this moment I run the South, | |
and everything down here. | |
That go from corners to cuts, | |
trap spots to blocks, | |
whether it' s rappin' or work, | |
I got the shit on lock. | |
I ain' t all with that back talkin', sneak this in a plexion, | |
I' ma tell ya how I feel ' cause I' m a God Damn Texan. | |
' Bout time for me to start eliminatin' the frauds, | |
' cause it' s a White House of cards, | |
and it' s filled with broads | |
We gone run them hoes out and bring them Trill niggas in, | |
cause what happened in New Orleans should never happen again. | |
They be sittin' on they ass doin' much about nothing, | |
for too God Damn long, and I' m tired of the frontin'. | |
I' ma instigate a change from the muthafuckin' top, | |
' cause this bullshit they pullin' on my people gotta stop. | |
So I' m here to make a stand, | |
and take up the slack, | |
Dirty South rest easy, | |
I gotcha muthafuckin' back. | |
It' s a new king on the throne, | |
and his chrown is a hat, | |
that says FREE PIMP C, | |
now what' s fuckin' with that? | |
Hail to the chief |