| 作词 : Baker, Parker, Reynosa | |
| Yeah, Word Up | |
| Yeah | |
| Yo | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Bling blung, bling blung, First you see the bling | |
| Then you feel the blung | |
| This is the way that the world is run | |
| Can't you tell | |
| Bling blung rock the bells | |
| [Verse 1:] | |
| Move along, move along, along, this is a newa song | |
| KRS-One the supa strong | |
| Move along before you lose your tongue | |
| Before you lose ya lung | |
| Be sure MCs get done | |
| Detour or move along | |
| We teach the young | |
| How many young men hung so we could sing a song? | |
| You need to move along, along, along | |
| The string of injustice stung those that bling cause now they blung | |
| Materialism stings and now they stung | |
| You need to move along | |
| Life is like ding, dong, ying, yang, bing, bang, ping, pong, or ping, pong | |
| Any lyrical battle we won | |
| Yes, this a master flow, this how life go on | |
| First you got it then your gone | |
| So don't get stung | |
| Cause after the bling it's blung | |
| No material thing stays with you long | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| Move along, along, we can't get stung | |
| We the one, my melanin stuns right up in the sun | |
| I go and I come, don't mind me son | |
| I'm just a teacher, them cats should't try me son | |
| I'm that lively one | |
| I roll with them grimey ones | |
| At the Temple (of Hip Hop) you can find me son | |
| What I bring and sing reflects what I brung | |
| I be rolling, aling off the tongue | |
| You can check them other ones | |
| Maybe them younger ones | |
| But I be that I witness just like Connie Chung | |
| Some burn the paper | |
| Some burn the bong | |
| I'm burning rappers, I think you need to move along! | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| [Verse 3:] | |
| Move along you little singers | |
| Never linger round a rhyme bringer | |
| These rap blingers | |
| I break you off a middle finger | |
| Bell ringa, in your mind a dong dinga | |
| Yo, that's what's wrong with these singas | |
| When they sing all they bring is bling | |
| THEY DUMMIES | |
| But after the bling aling, aling is blung | |
| Post bling is blung | |
| A new ting son | |
| I'm rockin these bells like ding dong | |
| As you can see I got no rings on | |
| Cause it got nothing to with what springs song | |
| So ding dong | |
| Open the door to freedom | |
| Any of my books you should read dum and be strong | |
| Or else you need to move along, along, along | |
| Your lyrics are cow dung | |
| There use to be a TV talent show with a gong | |
| And when the gong gonged you were gone | |
| Yes I am the lyrical Don | |
| Beats for art um | |
| But I am unattched to all of thum | |
| The message of the song is bling blung | |
| Don't get caught up in watcha bought up | |
| Be Strong | |
| [Chorus x2] |
| zuo ci : Baker, Parker, Reynosa | |
| Yeah, Word Up | |
| Yeah | |
| Yo | |
| Chorus: | |
| Bling blung, bling blung, First you see the bling | |
| Then you feel the blung | |
| This is the way that the world is run | |
| Can' t you tell | |
| Bling blung rock the bells | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Move along, move along, along, this is a newa song | |
| KRSOne the supa strong | |
| Move along before you lose your tongue | |
| Before you lose ya lung | |
| Be sure MCs get done | |
| Detour or move along | |
| We teach the young | |
| How many young men hung so we could sing a song? | |
| You need to move along, along, along | |
| The string of injustice stung those that bling cause now they blung | |
| Materialism stings and now they stung | |
| You need to move along | |
| Life is like ding, dong, ying, yang, bing, bang, ping, pong, or ping, pong | |
| Any lyrical battle we won | |
| Yes, this a master flow, this how life go on | |
| First you got it then your gone | |
| So don' t get stung | |
| Cause after the bling it' s blung | |
| No material thing stays with you long | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Move along, along, we can' t get stung | |
| We the one, my melanin stuns right up in the sun | |
| I go and I come, don' t mind me son | |
| I' m just a teacher, them cats should' t try me son | |
| I' m that lively one | |
| I roll with them grimey ones | |
| At the Temple of Hip Hop you can find me son | |
| What I bring and sing reflects what I brung | |
| I be rolling, aling off the tongue | |
| You can check them other ones | |
| Maybe them younger ones | |
| But I be that I witness just like Connie Chung | |
| Some burn the paper | |
| Some burn the bong | |
| I' m burning rappers, I think you need to move along! | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Move along you little singers | |
| Never linger round a rhyme bringer | |
| These rap blingers | |
| I break you off a middle finger | |
| Bell ringa, in your mind a dong dinga | |
| Yo, that' s what' s wrong with these singas | |
| When they sing all they bring is bling | |
| THEY DUMMIES | |
| But after the bling aling, aling is blung | |
| Post bling is blung | |
| A new ting son | |
| I' m rockin these bells like ding dong | |
| As you can see I got no rings on | |
| Cause it got nothing to with what springs song | |
| So ding dong | |
| Open the door to freedom | |
| Any of my books you should read dum and be strong | |
| Or else you need to move along, along, along | |
| Your lyrics are cow dung | |
| There use to be a TV talent show with a gong | |
| And when the gong gonged you were gone | |
| Yes I am the lyrical Don | |
| Beats for art um | |
| But I am unattched to all of thum | |
| The message of the song is bling blung | |
| Don' t get caught up in watcha bought up | |
| Be Strong | |
| Chorus x2 |
| zuò cí : Baker, Parker, Reynosa | |
| Yeah, Word Up | |
| Yeah | |
| Yo | |
| Chorus: | |
| Bling blung, bling blung, First you see the bling | |
| Then you feel the blung | |
| This is the way that the world is run | |
| Can' t you tell | |
| Bling blung rock the bells | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Move along, move along, along, this is a newa song | |
| KRSOne the supa strong | |
| Move along before you lose your tongue | |
| Before you lose ya lung | |
| Be sure MCs get done | |
| Detour or move along | |
| We teach the young | |
| How many young men hung so we could sing a song? | |
| You need to move along, along, along | |
| The string of injustice stung those that bling cause now they blung | |
| Materialism stings and now they stung | |
| You need to move along | |
| Life is like ding, dong, ying, yang, bing, bang, ping, pong, or ping, pong | |
| Any lyrical battle we won | |
| Yes, this a master flow, this how life go on | |
| First you got it then your gone | |
| So don' t get stung | |
| Cause after the bling it' s blung | |
| No material thing stays with you long | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Move along, along, we can' t get stung | |
| We the one, my melanin stuns right up in the sun | |
| I go and I come, don' t mind me son | |
| I' m just a teacher, them cats should' t try me son | |
| I' m that lively one | |
| I roll with them grimey ones | |
| At the Temple of Hip Hop you can find me son | |
| What I bring and sing reflects what I brung | |
| I be rolling, aling off the tongue | |
| You can check them other ones | |
| Maybe them younger ones | |
| But I be that I witness just like Connie Chung | |
| Some burn the paper | |
| Some burn the bong | |
| I' m burning rappers, I think you need to move along! | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Move along you little singers | |
| Never linger round a rhyme bringer | |
| These rap blingers | |
| I break you off a middle finger | |
| Bell ringa, in your mind a dong dinga | |
| Yo, that' s what' s wrong with these singas | |
| When they sing all they bring is bling | |
| THEY DUMMIES | |
| But after the bling aling, aling is blung | |
| Post bling is blung | |
| A new ting son | |
| I' m rockin these bells like ding dong | |
| As you can see I got no rings on | |
| Cause it got nothing to with what springs song | |
| So ding dong | |
| Open the door to freedom | |
| Any of my books you should read dum and be strong | |
| Or else you need to move along, along, along | |
| Your lyrics are cow dung | |
| There use to be a TV talent show with a gong | |
| And when the gong gonged you were gone | |
| Yes I am the lyrical Don | |
| Beats for art um | |
| But I am unattched to all of thum | |
| The message of the song is bling blung | |
| Don' t get caught up in watcha bought up | |
| Be Strong | |
| Chorus x2 |
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