| Song | Crumbs On the Table |
| Artist | D-Nice |
| Album | Call Me D-Nice (Expanded Edition) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Scherrie Payne/Edith Wayne/Derrick Jones/Ronald Dunbar |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [00:00.25] | (Is that a turntable? Well get on it, it's your turn) |
| [00:19.41] | |
| [00:22.64] | Who gets laid, the chicken or the egg? |
| [00:24.34] | How about the MC that has just been led |
| [00:26.52] | To a renegade teacher, preacher then he got stomped |
| [00:28.84] | Cause I'm a feature straight from the Bronx |
| [00:31.13] | Productions, better known as Boogie Down |
| [00:33.38] | If I was a king right now I'd get crowned |
| [00:35.39] | The Nice is a teacher, not a prince or a rap lord |
| [00:37.80] | I even write my rhymes on a blackboard |
| [00:40.50] | To get specific, and probably make you understand |
| [00:42.60] | What makes the 808 plan |
| [00:44.59] | It's simple, I'm a round it off like this |
| [00:47.15] | That's how many stupid MC's I've dissed |
| [00:49.12] | But if the commence to try me I won't buy it |
| [00:51.93] | I'll look them up and down and I'll say \"Don't even try it\" |
| [00:54.31] | Cause I can go on and on without breathing |
| [00:56.38] | The TR, another form of BDP-eating |
| [00:58.94] | MC's like Chunky, moving real bluntly |
| [01:00.91] | Shaking and baking MC's like a junky |
| [01:03.23] | Fiending, hitting MC's like they was b*****s |
| [01:05.79] | Calling them John Doe, meaning they have no name |
| [01:07.96] | I'll spin you like a quarter, drink you like water |
| [01:10.24] | Hit below the belt with things you never thought of |
| [01:12.51] | I lay down the law that I am a slaughter |
| [01:14.76] | I roll like a tital wave, so you oughta |
| [01:17.26] | Float like a sailboat, move like a speedboat |
| [01:19.42] | In water, now watch you soak |
| [01:22.11] | Into a rhyme of mine until you hit the bottom |
| [01:24.06] | It's heavy like an anchor, it's no problem |
| [01:26.60] | For me to just bake you, eat you like a cookie |
| [01:28.81] | I am a profressional, boy, you're just a rookie |
| [01:30.93] | I'm here to sing a song, but some are not able |
| [01:33.36] | Compared to me you're just crumbs on the table |
| [01:42.52] | |
| [01:45.25] | In my prime, more vocal than I've ever been |
| [01:47.41] | I'm not an amateur, sort of like a veteran |
| [01:49.65] | Split from the bums, arriving from a long trip |
| [01:51.85] | Now I'm back to just cold rip |
| [01:54.22] | MC's like confetti, eat 'em like spaghetti |
| [01:56.43] | I chill for a year and yet I'm still ready |
| [01:58.53] | To house MC's, sink 'em like a boat will |
| [02:00.99] | I roll heavy, thick like oa**eal |
| [02:03.44] | So now you know the 808 is showing |
| [02:05.63] | I do damage in just one moment |
| [02:07.81] | Here's a little message to those who want to hang out |
| [02:10.20] | Just remember that I give pain out |
| [02:12.54] | The TR-808 relates to a terrorizer |
| [02:14.70] | Never hiding, clever always memorizing |
| [02:17.20] | Poetry, history, math, or even paragraphs |
| [02:19.69] | I'm not into b-boying, just hoeing |
| [02:21.96] | Showing, blowing MC's like the wind does |
| [02:24.33] | I might lay you, sort of like a hen does |
| [02:26.38] | Cause your rhymes are weak and unstable |
| [02:28.24] | Compared to me you're just crumbs on the table |
| [02:46.46] | |
| [02:49.75] | You must think, before you even get soup |
| [02:51.61] | I'll put you on the corner and sell you like a p********e |
| [02:54.06] | Like a street whore, make you want more and more |
| [02:56.49] | Move you to the side, up and down like a seesaw |
| [02:58.76] | Pulling out a gun is uncalled for |
| [03:01.09] | But I'm with it, so go for yours |
| [03:03.20] | You may even try to diss, but I call it flattery |
| [03:05.31] | I pack more volts than a Duracell battery |
| [03:07.76] | Charging MC's, smooth like the breeze |
| [03:10.21] | Scott made me funky, yo, that was one theme |
| [03:12.36] | Or topic, showing I be rocking |
| [03:14.66] | Every little city I play I leave a heat wave |
| [03:16.92] | Burning up the industry, never try to get with me |
| [03:19.50] | I'm the type of person that never needs rehearsing |
| [03:21.52] | Just a little p***y, a six pack of Beck's |
| [03:23.85] | And my room to move about, and a Guiness Stout |
| [03:26.23] | To make me feel able, chilling, and stable |
| [03:28.53] | Sometimes I'm on the mic, sometimes I'm on the turntable |
| [03:30.76] | I'm superb, sort of like herb |
| [03:33.51] | A man of my word and I've never been served! |
| [04:05.00] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Scherrie Payne Edith Wayne Derrick Jones Ronald Dunbar |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [00:00.25] | Is that a turntable? Well get on it, it' s your turn |
| [00:19.41] | |
| [00:22.64] | Who gets laid, the chicken or the egg? |
| [00:24.34] | How about the MC that has just been led |
| [00:26.52] | To a renegade teacher, preacher then he got stomped |
| [00:28.84] | Cause I' m a feature straight from the Bronx |
| [00:31.13] | Productions, better known as Boogie Down |
| [00:33.38] | If I was a king right now I' d get crowned |
| [00:35.39] | The Nice is a teacher, not a prince or a rap lord |
| [00:37.80] | I even write my rhymes on a blackboard |
| [00:40.50] | To get specific, and probably make you understand |
| [00:42.60] | What makes the 808 plan |
| [00:44.59] | It' s simple, I' m a round it off like this |
| [00:47.15] | That' s how many stupid MC' s I' ve dissed |
| [00:49.12] | But if the commence to try me I won' t buy it |
| [00:51.93] | I' ll look them up and down and I' ll say " Don' t even try it" |
| [00:54.31] | Cause I can go on and on without breathing |
| [00:56.38] | The TR, another form of BDPeating |
| [00:58.94] | MC' s like Chunky, moving real bluntly |
| [01:00.91] | Shaking and baking MC' s like a junky |
| [01:03.23] | Fiending, hitting MC' s like they was b s |
| [01:05.79] | Calling them John Doe, meaning they have no name |
| [01:07.96] | I' ll spin you like a quarter, drink you like water |
| [01:10.24] | Hit below the belt with things you never thought of |
| [01:12.51] | I lay down the law that I am a slaughter |
| [01:14.76] | I roll like a tital wave, so you oughta |
| [01:17.26] | Float like a sailboat, move like a speedboat |
| [01:19.42] | In water, now watch you soak |
| [01:22.11] | Into a rhyme of mine until you hit the bottom |
| [01:24.06] | It' s heavy like an anchor, it' s no problem |
| [01:26.60] | For me to just bake you, eat you like a cookie |
| [01:28.81] | I am a profressional, boy, you' re just a rookie |
| [01:30.93] | I' m here to sing a song, but some are not able |
| [01:33.36] | Compared to me you' re just crumbs on the table |
| [01:42.52] | |
| [01:45.25] | In my prime, more vocal than I' ve ever been |
| [01:47.41] | I' m not an amateur, sort of like a veteran |
| [01:49.65] | Split from the bums, arriving from a long trip |
| [01:51.85] | Now I' m back to just cold rip |
| [01:54.22] | MC' s like confetti, eat ' em like spaghetti |
| [01:56.43] | I chill for a year and yet I' m still ready |
| [01:58.53] | To house MC' s, sink ' em like a boat will |
| [02:00.99] | I roll heavy, thick like oa eal |
| [02:03.44] | So now you know the 808 is showing |
| [02:05.63] | I do damage in just one moment |
| [02:07.81] | Here' s a little message to those who want to hang out |
| [02:10.20] | Just remember that I give pain out |
| [02:12.54] | The TR808 relates to a terrorizer |
| [02:14.70] | Never hiding, clever always memorizing |
| [02:17.20] | Poetry, history, math, or even paragraphs |
| [02:19.69] | I' m not into bboying, just hoeing |
| [02:21.96] | Showing, blowing MC' s like the wind does |
| [02:24.33] | I might lay you, sort of like a hen does |
| [02:26.38] | Cause your rhymes are weak and unstable |
| [02:28.24] | Compared to me you' re just crumbs on the table |
| [02:46.46] | |
| [02:49.75] | You must think, before you even get soup |
| [02:51.61] | I' ll put you on the corner and sell you like a p e |
| [02:54.06] | Like a street whore, make you want more and more |
| [02:56.49] | Move you to the side, up and down like a seesaw |
| [02:58.76] | Pulling out a gun is uncalled for |
| [03:01.09] | But I' m with it, so go for yours |
| [03:03.20] | You may even try to diss, but I call it flattery |
| [03:05.31] | I pack more volts than a Duracell battery |
| [03:07.76] | Charging MC' s, smooth like the breeze |
| [03:10.21] | Scott made me funky, yo, that was one theme |
| [03:12.36] | Or topic, showing I be rocking |
| [03:14.66] | Every little city I play I leave a heat wave |
| [03:16.92] | Burning up the industry, never try to get with me |
| [03:19.50] | I' m the type of person that never needs rehearsing |
| [03:21.52] | Just a little p y, a six pack of Beck' s |
| [03:23.85] | And my room to move about, and a Guiness Stout |
| [03:26.23] | To make me feel able, chilling, and stable |
| [03:28.53] | Sometimes I' m on the mic, sometimes I' m on the turntable |
| [03:30.76] | I' m superb, sort of like herb |
| [03:33.51] | A man of my word and I' ve never been served! |
| [04:05.00] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Scherrie Payne Edith Wayne Derrick Jones Ronald Dunbar |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [00:00.25] | Is that a turntable? Well get on it, it' s your turn |
| [00:19.41] | |
| [00:22.64] | Who gets laid, the chicken or the egg? |
| [00:24.34] | How about the MC that has just been led |
| [00:26.52] | To a renegade teacher, preacher then he got stomped |
| [00:28.84] | Cause I' m a feature straight from the Bronx |
| [00:31.13] | Productions, better known as Boogie Down |
| [00:33.38] | If I was a king right now I' d get crowned |
| [00:35.39] | The Nice is a teacher, not a prince or a rap lord |
| [00:37.80] | I even write my rhymes on a blackboard |
| [00:40.50] | To get specific, and probably make you understand |
| [00:42.60] | What makes the 808 plan |
| [00:44.59] | It' s simple, I' m a round it off like this |
| [00:47.15] | That' s how many stupid MC' s I' ve dissed |
| [00:49.12] | But if the commence to try me I won' t buy it |
| [00:51.93] | I' ll look them up and down and I' ll say " Don' t even try it" |
| [00:54.31] | Cause I can go on and on without breathing |
| [00:56.38] | The TR, another form of BDPeating |
| [00:58.94] | MC' s like Chunky, moving real bluntly |
| [01:00.91] | Shaking and baking MC' s like a junky |
| [01:03.23] | Fiending, hitting MC' s like they was b s |
| [01:05.79] | Calling them John Doe, meaning they have no name |
| [01:07.96] | I' ll spin you like a quarter, drink you like water |
| [01:10.24] | Hit below the belt with things you never thought of |
| [01:12.51] | I lay down the law that I am a slaughter |
| [01:14.76] | I roll like a tital wave, so you oughta |
| [01:17.26] | Float like a sailboat, move like a speedboat |
| [01:19.42] | In water, now watch you soak |
| [01:22.11] | Into a rhyme of mine until you hit the bottom |
| [01:24.06] | It' s heavy like an anchor, it' s no problem |
| [01:26.60] | For me to just bake you, eat you like a cookie |
| [01:28.81] | I am a profressional, boy, you' re just a rookie |
| [01:30.93] | I' m here to sing a song, but some are not able |
| [01:33.36] | Compared to me you' re just crumbs on the table |
| [01:42.52] | |
| [01:45.25] | In my prime, more vocal than I' ve ever been |
| [01:47.41] | I' m not an amateur, sort of like a veteran |
| [01:49.65] | Split from the bums, arriving from a long trip |
| [01:51.85] | Now I' m back to just cold rip |
| [01:54.22] | MC' s like confetti, eat ' em like spaghetti |
| [01:56.43] | I chill for a year and yet I' m still ready |
| [01:58.53] | To house MC' s, sink ' em like a boat will |
| [02:00.99] | I roll heavy, thick like oa eal |
| [02:03.44] | So now you know the 808 is showing |
| [02:05.63] | I do damage in just one moment |
| [02:07.81] | Here' s a little message to those who want to hang out |
| [02:10.20] | Just remember that I give pain out |
| [02:12.54] | The TR808 relates to a terrorizer |
| [02:14.70] | Never hiding, clever always memorizing |
| [02:17.20] | Poetry, history, math, or even paragraphs |
| [02:19.69] | I' m not into bboying, just hoeing |
| [02:21.96] | Showing, blowing MC' s like the wind does |
| [02:24.33] | I might lay you, sort of like a hen does |
| [02:26.38] | Cause your rhymes are weak and unstable |
| [02:28.24] | Compared to me you' re just crumbs on the table |
| [02:46.46] | |
| [02:49.75] | You must think, before you even get soup |
| [02:51.61] | I' ll put you on the corner and sell you like a p e |
| [02:54.06] | Like a street whore, make you want more and more |
| [02:56.49] | Move you to the side, up and down like a seesaw |
| [02:58.76] | Pulling out a gun is uncalled for |
| [03:01.09] | But I' m with it, so go for yours |
| [03:03.20] | You may even try to diss, but I call it flattery |
| [03:05.31] | I pack more volts than a Duracell battery |
| [03:07.76] | Charging MC' s, smooth like the breeze |
| [03:10.21] | Scott made me funky, yo, that was one theme |
| [03:12.36] | Or topic, showing I be rocking |
| [03:14.66] | Every little city I play I leave a heat wave |
| [03:16.92] | Burning up the industry, never try to get with me |
| [03:19.50] | I' m the type of person that never needs rehearsing |
| [03:21.52] | Just a little p y, a six pack of Beck' s |
| [03:23.85] | And my room to move about, and a Guiness Stout |
| [03:26.23] | To make me feel able, chilling, and stable |
| [03:28.53] | Sometimes I' m on the mic, sometimes I' m on the turntable |
| [03:30.76] | I' m superb, sort of like herb |
| [03:33.51] | A man of my word and I' ve never been served! |
| [04:05.00] |