Song | You Ain't a Killer |
Artist | Big Pun |
Album | Endangered Species |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Frierson, Rios |
[00:20.03] | The harsh realities of life are takin' toll |
[00:22.84] | Even Jesus Christ forsake my soul |
[00:24.34] | Please tell me what price to pay to make it home |
[00:27.03] | Take control — I'm makin' dough but not enough to blow |
[00:29.22] | JO's they lust my flows but 'ey yo I don't trust a soul |
[00:32.53] | That's all I know or need to these evil streets'll meet you |
[00:35.66] | Halfway and eat you alive tryin' to survive illegal |
[00:37.85] | I'll leave you lost mount you on a cross whip you like a horse |
[00:40.78] | Sacrifice your life to a higher force then I stomp your corpse |
[00:43.41] | It's the Bronx of course recognize the accent |
[00:45.28] | One of the last livin' still in action general assassins |
[00:47.41] | Catchin' any wreck blastin' any tech smashin' any chest |
[00:49.34] | Passin' any test — Charles Manson in the flesh |
[00:51.36] | Any last requests before you meet your maker |
[00:53.24] | Sow what you reap or wake up shakin' up a storm like Anita Baker |
[00:56.30] | I'll take you straight to hell and fill your heart with hate |
[00:58.92] | Incarcerate your fate in Satan's fiery lake then I lock the gate |
[01:01.92] | Make no mistake this shit as real as Job we follow the killer's code |
[01:05.05] | When we come for you tell me where will you go |
[01:07.30] | Nowhere to run hide I'll find you and and silence your screams |
[01:09.75] | And even if you kill me I'll still be in your f**kin' dreams |
[01:12.38] | You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[01:14.50] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[01:16.94] | Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap |
[01:19.69] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat |
[01:22.82] | You've made a grave mistake |
[01:24.07] | Shouldn't of come here you changed your fate |
[01:26.07] | Your brains'll make the debut on the table when I raise the stakes |
[01:29.13] | The pain is great but only for a second it starts strong then lessens |
[01:32.50] | Just when you restin' the Armaggedon sets in |
[01:34.63]Left him with [] | stress (TS) blessed him with no regrets (Yes) |
[01:37.69] | Welcome to Hell son — the threshold of death |
[01:40.00] | Face the serpent: I blaze your person you get laced for certain |
[01:43.07] | Leavin' Jakes no trace to work from — close the case like curtains |
[01:46.75] | I'm hurtin' head severely really tryin' to bring the pain |
[01:49.32] | There's nothin' more satisfyin' than when you cryin' screamin' my name |
[01:52.32] | It's not a game it's Purple Rain floods and bloodstains |
[01:54.96] | Big Pun's my thug's name bustin' my guns that's my love thang |
[01:57.85] | I'll slit your jug' vein and snatch your Adam's Apple |
[02:00.16] | John Madden-tackle your corpse to hoist it on a cross at the tabernacle |
[02:03.04] | That'll have to hurt I'll work your body 'til it burst |
[02:05.22] | Then curse tu vida like a Brujeria verse |
[02:06.85] | I'm worse than anything you ever been through sick in the head and mental |
[02:10.16] | Essentially meant to be the sole threat against you |
[02:12.24] | When you awaken your manhood'll be taken |
[02:13.87] | Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination |
[02:15.86] | You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[02:18.49] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[02:21.37] | Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap |
[02:24.93] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat |
[02:28.24] | You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[02:30.31] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[02:32.81] | Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap |
[02:35.56] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat |
[02:38.49] | It's hard to analyze which guys are spies— be advised people |
[02:41.12] | We recognize who lies— it's all in the eyes chico |
[02:43.68] | We read 'em and see 'em for what they are |
[02:45.87] | D's in undercover cars takin' my picture like I'm a f**kin' star |
[02:48.49] | I'm up to par my game is in a smash |
[02:50.68] | With half a million in the stash |
[02:52.31] | Passport with the gats first name and last |
[02:54.12] | Ask anybody if my men are rowdy |
[02:55.62] | Give me the mini-shottie I body a nigga for a penny probably |
[02:58.37] | I'm obligated to anything if it's crime related |
[03:00.49] | If it shine I'll take it still in my prime and I finally made it |
[03:04.62] | I hate the fact that I'm the last edition properly a stash magician |
[03:07.49] | Could've went to college and been a mathematician |
[03:09.33] | Bad decisions kept me out the game now I'm strictly out for cream |
[03:12.38] | Doin' things to fiends I doubt you'll ever dream |
[03:15.45] | My team's the meanest thing you ever seen |
[03:17.45] | Measured by the heaven's kings down to the devil's mezzanine |
[03:19.76] | I've never screamed so loud— I'm proud to be alive |
[03:23.14] | Most heads die by 25 or catch a quick 3 to 5 |
[03:26.01] | So be advised: the street's full of surprises |
[03:28.08] | It's not what crew's the livest |
[03:29.58] | One that survive it's who's the wisest |
[03:31.33] | You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[03:33.58] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[03:35.76] | Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap |
[03:38.58] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat |
[03:41.64] | You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[03:43.70] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[03:45.95] | Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap |
[03:48.36] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Frierson, Rios |
[00:20.03] | The harsh realities of life are takin' toll |
[00:22.84] | Even Jesus Christ forsake my soul |
[00:24.34] | Please tell me what price to pay to make it home |
[00:27.03] | Take control I' m makin' dough but not enough to blow |
[00:29.22] | JO' s they lust my flows but ' ey yo I don' t trust a soul |
[00:32.53] | That' s all I know or need to these evil streets' ll meet you |
[00:35.66] | Halfway and eat you alive tryin' to survive illegal |
[00:37.85] | I' ll leave you lost mount you on a cross whip you like a horse |
[00:40.78] | Sacrifice your life to a higher force then I stomp your corpse |
[00:43.41] | It' s the Bronx of course recognize the accent |
[00:45.28] | One of the last livin' still in action general assassins |
[00:47.41] | Catchin' any wreck blastin' any tech smashin' any chest |
[00:49.34] | Passin' any test Charles Manson in the flesh |
[00:51.36] | Any last requests before you meet your maker |
[00:53.24] | Sow what you reap or wake up shakin' up a storm like Anita Baker |
[00:56.30] | I' ll take you straight to hell and fill your heart with hate |
[00:58.92] | Incarcerate your fate in Satan' s fiery lake then I lock the gate |
[01:01.92] | Make no mistake this shit as real as Job we follow the killer' s code |
[01:05.05] | When we come for you tell me where will you go |
[01:07.30] | Nowhere to run hide I' ll find you and and silence your screams |
[01:09.75] | And even if you kill me I' ll still be in your f kin' dreams |
[01:12.38] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[01:14.50] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[01:16.94] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[01:19.69] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |
[01:22.82] | You' ve made a grave mistake |
[01:24.07] | Shouldn' t of come here you changed your fate |
[01:26.07] | Your brains' ll make the debut on the table when I raise the stakes |
[01:29.13] | The pain is great but only for a second it starts strong then lessens |
[01:32.50] | Just when you restin' the Armaggedon sets in |
[01:34.63]Left him with [] | stress TS blessed him with no regrets Yes |
[01:37.69] | Welcome to Hell son the threshold of death |
[01:40.00] | Face the serpent: I blaze your person you get laced for certain |
[01:43.07] | Leavin' Jakes no trace to work from close the case like curtains |
[01:46.75] | I' m hurtin' head severely really tryin' to bring the pain |
[01:49.32] | There' s nothin' more satisfyin' than when you cryin' screamin' my name |
[01:52.32] | It' s not a game it' s Purple Rain floods and bloodstains |
[01:54.96] | Big Pun' s my thug' s name bustin' my guns that' s my love thang |
[01:57.85] | I' ll slit your jug' vein and snatch your Adam' s Apple |
[02:00.16] | John Maddentackle your corpse to hoist it on a cross at the tabernacle |
[02:03.04] | That' ll have to hurt I' ll work your body ' til it burst |
[02:05.22] | Then curse tu vida like a Brujeria verse |
[02:06.85] | I' m worse than anything you ever been through sick in the head and mental |
[02:10.16] | Essentially meant to be the sole threat against you |
[02:12.24] | When you awaken your manhood' ll be taken |
[02:13.87] | Fakin' like you Satan when I' m the rhymin' abomination |
[02:15.86] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[02:18.49] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[02:21.37] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[02:24.93] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |
[02:28.24] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[02:30.31] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[02:32.81] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[02:35.56] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |
[02:38.49] | It' s hard to analyze which guys are spies be advised people |
[02:41.12] | We recognize who lies it' s all in the eyes chico |
[02:43.68] | We read ' em and see ' em for what they are |
[02:45.87] | D' s in undercover cars takin' my picture like I' m a f kin' star |
[02:48.49] | I' m up to par my game is in a smash |
[02:50.68] | With half a million in the stash |
[02:52.31] | Passport with the gats first name and last |
[02:54.12] | Ask anybody if my men are rowdy |
[02:55.62] | Give me the minishottie I body a nigga for a penny probably |
[02:58.37] | I' m obligated to anything if it' s crime related |
[03:00.49] | If it shine I' ll take it still in my prime and I finally made it |
[03:04.62] | I hate the fact that I' m the last edition properly a stash magician |
[03:07.49] | Could' ve went to college and been a mathematician |
[03:09.33] | Bad decisions kept me out the game now I' m strictly out for cream |
[03:12.38] | Doin' things to fiends I doubt you' ll ever dream |
[03:15.45] | My team' s the meanest thing you ever seen |
[03:17.45] | Measured by the heaven' s kings down to the devil' s mezzanine |
[03:19.76] | I' ve never screamed so loud I' m proud to be alive |
[03:23.14] | Most heads die by 25 or catch a quick 3 to 5 |
[03:26.01] | So be advised: the street' s full of surprises |
[03:28.08] | It' s not what crew' s the livest |
[03:29.58] | One that survive it' s who' s the wisest |
[03:31.33] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[03:33.58] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[03:35.76] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[03:38.58] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |
[03:41.64] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[03:43.70] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[03:45.95] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[03:48.36] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Frierson, Rios |
[00:20.03] | The harsh realities of life are takin' toll |
[00:22.84] | Even Jesus Christ forsake my soul |
[00:24.34] | Please tell me what price to pay to make it home |
[00:27.03] | Take control I' m makin' dough but not enough to blow |
[00:29.22] | JO' s they lust my flows but ' ey yo I don' t trust a soul |
[00:32.53] | That' s all I know or need to these evil streets' ll meet you |
[00:35.66] | Halfway and eat you alive tryin' to survive illegal |
[00:37.85] | I' ll leave you lost mount you on a cross whip you like a horse |
[00:40.78] | Sacrifice your life to a higher force then I stomp your corpse |
[00:43.41] | It' s the Bronx of course recognize the accent |
[00:45.28] | One of the last livin' still in action general assassins |
[00:47.41] | Catchin' any wreck blastin' any tech smashin' any chest |
[00:49.34] | Passin' any test Charles Manson in the flesh |
[00:51.36] | Any last requests before you meet your maker |
[00:53.24] | Sow what you reap or wake up shakin' up a storm like Anita Baker |
[00:56.30] | I' ll take you straight to hell and fill your heart with hate |
[00:58.92] | Incarcerate your fate in Satan' s fiery lake then I lock the gate |
[01:01.92] | Make no mistake this shit as real as Job we follow the killer' s code |
[01:05.05] | When we come for you tell me where will you go |
[01:07.30] | Nowhere to run hide I' ll find you and and silence your screams |
[01:09.75] | And even if you kill me I' ll still be in your f kin' dreams |
[01:12.38] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[01:14.50] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[01:16.94] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[01:19.69] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |
[01:22.82] | You' ve made a grave mistake |
[01:24.07] | Shouldn' t of come here you changed your fate |
[01:26.07] | Your brains' ll make the debut on the table when I raise the stakes |
[01:29.13] | The pain is great but only for a second it starts strong then lessens |
[01:32.50] | Just when you restin' the Armaggedon sets in |
[01:34.63]Left him with [] | stress TS blessed him with no regrets Yes |
[01:37.69] | Welcome to Hell son the threshold of death |
[01:40.00] | Face the serpent: I blaze your person you get laced for certain |
[01:43.07] | Leavin' Jakes no trace to work from close the case like curtains |
[01:46.75] | I' m hurtin' head severely really tryin' to bring the pain |
[01:49.32] | There' s nothin' more satisfyin' than when you cryin' screamin' my name |
[01:52.32] | It' s not a game it' s Purple Rain floods and bloodstains |
[01:54.96] | Big Pun' s my thug' s name bustin' my guns that' s my love thang |
[01:57.85] | I' ll slit your jug' vein and snatch your Adam' s Apple |
[02:00.16] | John Maddentackle your corpse to hoist it on a cross at the tabernacle |
[02:03.04] | That' ll have to hurt I' ll work your body ' til it burst |
[02:05.22] | Then curse tu vida like a Brujeria verse |
[02:06.85] | I' m worse than anything you ever been through sick in the head and mental |
[02:10.16] | Essentially meant to be the sole threat against you |
[02:12.24] | When you awaken your manhood' ll be taken |
[02:13.87] | Fakin' like you Satan when I' m the rhymin' abomination |
[02:15.86] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[02:18.49] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[02:21.37] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[02:24.93] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |
[02:28.24] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[02:30.31] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[02:32.81] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[02:35.56] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |
[02:38.49] | It' s hard to analyze which guys are spies be advised people |
[02:41.12] | We recognize who lies it' s all in the eyes chico |
[02:43.68] | We read ' em and see ' em for what they are |
[02:45.87] | D' s in undercover cars takin' my picture like I' m a f kin' star |
[02:48.49] | I' m up to par my game is in a smash |
[02:50.68] | With half a million in the stash |
[02:52.31] | Passport with the gats first name and last |
[02:54.12] | Ask anybody if my men are rowdy |
[02:55.62] | Give me the minishottie I body a nigga for a penny probably |
[02:58.37] | I' m obligated to anything if it' s crime related |
[03:00.49] | If it shine I' ll take it still in my prime and I finally made it |
[03:04.62] | I hate the fact that I' m the last edition properly a stash magician |
[03:07.49] | Could' ve went to college and been a mathematician |
[03:09.33] | Bad decisions kept me out the game now I' m strictly out for cream |
[03:12.38] | Doin' things to fiends I doubt you' ll ever dream |
[03:15.45] | My team' s the meanest thing you ever seen |
[03:17.45] | Measured by the heaven' s kings down to the devil' s mezzanine |
[03:19.76] | I' ve never screamed so loud I' m proud to be alive |
[03:23.14] | Most heads die by 25 or catch a quick 3 to 5 |
[03:26.01] | So be advised: the street' s full of surprises |
[03:28.08] | It' s not what crew' s the livest |
[03:29.58] | One that survive it' s who' s the wisest |
[03:31.33] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[03:33.58] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[03:35.76] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[03:38.58] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |
[03:41.64] | You ain' t a killer you still learnin' how to walk |
[03:43.70] | From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk |
[03:45.95] | Mark you for death won' t even talk that East or West crap |
[03:48.36] | From Watts to LeFrak it ain' t where you' re from it' s where' s your gat |