Da Journee Lyrics
| Song | Da Journee |
| Artist | Redman |
| Album | Dare Iz a Darkside |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Noble | |
| SwitchHa, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha | |
| Come with us, come take the elevator | |
| Shift six billion feet beneath | |
| Where the | |
| Def Squad dwells | |
| Where your dreams and imaginations is only | |
| Loose change in a motherfucker's pockets | |
| This is Dr. | |
| Trevis, coming to you live from | |
| WFDSWe're ' | |
| From the Dark | |
| Side' radio | |
| Niggaz, better get your flashlights' | |
| Cause it's pitch black | |
| I travel the | |
| Milky Ways and the stars of the | |
| GodsThen return six billion feet beneath to get cigars | |
| My lyrical format sounds off like gun claps | |
| Underground, where you need flashlights and hard hats | |
| My mind is ten levels deeper than | |
| Jacob's Ladder | |
| Batter the paragraph, after your gall bladder will shatter | |
| Nymphomaniac on track when | |
| I Flex like | |
| Funkmaster | |
| Flex, you can bet | |
| I'm not playing with a full deck | |
| I go far beyond acting hard and pullin' triggers | |
| I just wanna die and come back as the | |
| Nile on the river | |
| Zone until | |
| I figured how to wake up in the morning | |
| And the corners of my mouth be like foamin' when | |
| I'm openY'all neighborhood roughnecks, | |
| I cause a threat | |
| My silhouette, who pack smacks niggaz just like | |
| TreachComin' through, comin' through, put your hands on your handgun' | |
| Cause I'm crazy off that chronic from my man grandson | |
| I shoot to kill, puff blunts in | |
| Hooter ville | |
| I be murderin' | |
| MC's from up here to | |
| UrbantownI sweat dark, when | |
| I get off my shit cock | |
| Yo, yo, yo, that's, that's | |
| E and them | |
| Yo, word up? | |
| Yo, what's going on? | |
| Yo, chill, chill, chill, chill |
| zuo ci : Noble | |
| SwitchHa, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha | |
| Come with us, come take the elevator | |
| Shift six billion feet beneath | |
| Where the | |
| Def Squad dwells | |
| Where your dreams and imaginations is only | |
| Loose change in a motherfucker' s pockets | |
| This is Dr. | |
| Trevis, coming to you live from | |
| WFDSWe' re ' | |
| From the Dark | |
| Side' radio | |
| Niggaz, better get your flashlights' | |
| Cause it' s pitch black | |
| I travel the | |
| Milky Ways and the stars of the | |
| GodsThen return six billion feet beneath to get cigars | |
| My lyrical format sounds off like gun claps | |
| Underground, where you need flashlights and hard hats | |
| My mind is ten levels deeper than | |
| Jacob' s Ladder | |
| Batter the paragraph, after your gall bladder will shatter | |
| Nymphomaniac on track when | |
| I Flex like | |
| Funkmaster | |
| Flex, you can bet | |
| I' m not playing with a full deck | |
| I go far beyond acting hard and pullin' triggers | |
| I just wanna die and come back as the | |
| Nile on the river | |
| Zone until | |
| I figured how to wake up in the morning | |
| And the corners of my mouth be like foamin' when | |
| I' m openY' all neighborhood roughnecks, | |
| I cause a threat | |
| My silhouette, who pack smacks niggaz just like | |
| TreachComin' through, comin' through, put your hands on your handgun' | |
| Cause I' m crazy off that chronic from my man grandson | |
| I shoot to kill, puff blunts in | |
| Hooter ville | |
| I be murderin' | |
| MC' s from up here to | |
| UrbantownI sweat dark, when | |
| I get off my shit cock | |
| Yo, yo, yo, that' s, that' s | |
| E and them | |
| Yo, word up? | |
| Yo, what' s going on? | |
| Yo, chill, chill, chill, chill |
| zuò cí : Noble | |
| SwitchHa, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha | |
| Come with us, come take the elevator | |
| Shift six billion feet beneath | |
| Where the | |
| Def Squad dwells | |
| Where your dreams and imaginations is only | |
| Loose change in a motherfucker' s pockets | |
| This is Dr. | |
| Trevis, coming to you live from | |
| WFDSWe' re ' | |
| From the Dark | |
| Side' radio | |
| Niggaz, better get your flashlights' | |
| Cause it' s pitch black | |
| I travel the | |
| Milky Ways and the stars of the | |
| GodsThen return six billion feet beneath to get cigars | |
| My lyrical format sounds off like gun claps | |
| Underground, where you need flashlights and hard hats | |
| My mind is ten levels deeper than | |
| Jacob' s Ladder | |
| Batter the paragraph, after your gall bladder will shatter | |
| Nymphomaniac on track when | |
| I Flex like | |
| Funkmaster | |
| Flex, you can bet | |
| I' m not playing with a full deck | |
| I go far beyond acting hard and pullin' triggers | |
| I just wanna die and come back as the | |
| Nile on the river | |
| Zone until | |
| I figured how to wake up in the morning | |
| And the corners of my mouth be like foamin' when | |
| I' m openY' all neighborhood roughnecks, | |
| I cause a threat | |
| My silhouette, who pack smacks niggaz just like | |
| TreachComin' through, comin' through, put your hands on your handgun' | |
| Cause I' m crazy off that chronic from my man grandson | |
| I shoot to kill, puff blunts in | |
| Hooter ville | |
| I be murderin' | |
| MC' s from up here to | |
| UrbantownI sweat dark, when | |
| I get off my shit cock | |
| Yo, yo, yo, that' s, that' s | |
| E and them | |
| Yo, word up? | |
| Yo, what' s going on? | |
| Yo, chill, chill, chill, chill |
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