Song | Facts Don’t Lie |
Artist | Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |
Album | Uni-5: The World's Enemy |
作曲 : Henderson Howse+Howse+Middl | |
作词 : Henderson Howse+Howse+Middl | |
'Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around(Facts don't lie) | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That's something we can't allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down(Facts don't lie)' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around(Facts don't lie) | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That's something we can't allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down(Facts don't lie) | |
Hey, run up on me nigga | |
You better be ready with your heat | |
If you wanna know if | |
I'm really a | |
GThen get out your car and come see | |
And I'm like a battering ram | |
Knockin' them bustas flat on their back | |
I'll show 'em how bad | |
I amThe baddest when it comes to this rap | |
My nigga now | |
Flesh is home | |
Bizzy Bone, he's still insane | |
And I'm still hangin' with with | |
LayThis nigga | |
Wish Bone, he ain't changed | |
D.J. U, Neek supplied the beat | |
That nigga's still creepin' up on a come up(Yeah) | |
They sayin' the thugstas fell off, they washed up, they done | |
What? We claimed and we say the game is done | |
A hot rapper that ain't used | |
Bone's flow? | |
Name me one, | |
I'll waitNigga it is what it is, we made it do what it do | |
Just remember this here, uh, huh | |
This for my aces and my spades, all of my | |
N.W.A'sAll of my above the law niggas knowin' the tricks of the trade | |
Hey, it's like a pay day nigga | |
Flesh gon' call it a lay day, nigga | |
I'ma call it a | |
Kray day nigga, you | |
BizzyWishin', this mayday, nigga | |
I got an A | |
K, nigga, like my name was | |
JeremyMy heart like | |
Stew's nigga so these niggas is scared of me | |
They don't compare to me | |
Never gonna get ahead of me | |
Money the mission, it better be | |
Livin' my life heavenly | |
These streets is watchin' me, studyin' | |
B-O-N-EThe hustle is really in me, so money we makin' plenty' | |
Bout the skills and the bills, still collectin' for the thrill | |
So ill with the real, | |
I just tell the bear to chill' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around(Facts don't lie) | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That's something we can't allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down(Facts don't lie)' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around(Facts don't lie) | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That's something we can't allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down(Facts don't lie) | |
My niggas we at you on a do or die mission | |
It's about to get ugly for you, we threw the bait | |
And they took it now since they hooked | |
Flesh will cut 'em up something lovely | |
And serve em one hell of a platter, worse than a natural disaster | |
They should've expected this chapter | |
But there's no way to prepare plus they game ain't ready for it | |
Themoriginal thugs, got something that'll shut all you bitch niggas up | |
Trust, that facts don't lie, stack's about to take flight | |
No tellin' how long that ass'll gone nap | |
When I cut off your fuckin' light switch | |
Shakin' you niggas up with each medley | |
So heavy it's deadly still the rawest of reaper melody | |
Fresh off the main line from the pen | |
And the county right back to the block | |
No matter where we at we holdin' it down ' | |
G'Some of you niggas got soldiers | |
How many of you got it that need to have a hole in 'em | |
Wanna lay back, wanna stretch that | |
And pop a cold one, huh | |
Like fuck, ain't too many that can walk in my shoes | |
I never think of losin', | |
I do my part with a lot heart | |
So I suggest you stay up out of my ozone | |
And listen so it's clearly in the block with that top gone | |
Don't pretend | |
I'll bust first 'cause that's | |
If they do fear and now you wanna argue | |
Getting back would be my new career retire on that ass | |
You sick with that flow but | |
I'm so quick with that grab and blast | |
You sensitive niggas get shattered like broken glass | |
So we can do my thugstas like, whoa | |
Silence is all you hear and ain't nobody talking | |
You just gone, play with me, nigga' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around(Facts don't lie) | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That's something we can't allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down(Facts don't lie)' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around(Facts don't lie) | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That's something we can't allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down(Facts don't lie, don't lie) | |
These are the signs of time, time, time | |
These are the signs of time, time, time | |
These are the signs of time, time, time | |
These are the signs of time, time, time |
zuò qǔ : Henderson Howse Howse Middl | |
zuò cí : Henderson Howse Howse Middl | |
' Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around Facts don' t lie | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That' s something we can' t allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down Facts don' t lie' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around Facts don' t lie | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That' s something we can' t allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down Facts don' t lie | |
Hey, run up on me nigga | |
You better be ready with your heat | |
If you wanna know if | |
I' m really a | |
GThen get out your car and come see | |
And I' m like a battering ram | |
Knockin' them bustas flat on their back | |
I' ll show ' em how bad | |
I amThe baddest when it comes to this rap | |
My nigga now | |
Flesh is home | |
Bizzy Bone, he' s still insane | |
And I' m still hangin' with with | |
LayThis nigga | |
Wish Bone, he ain' t changed | |
D. J. U, Neek supplied the beat | |
That nigga' s still creepin' up on a come up Yeah | |
They sayin' the thugstas fell off, they washed up, they done | |
What? We claimed and we say the game is done | |
A hot rapper that ain' t used | |
Bone' s flow? | |
Name me one, | |
I' ll waitNigga it is what it is, we made it do what it do | |
Just remember this here, uh, huh | |
This for my aces and my spades, all of my | |
N. W. A' sAll of my above the law niggas knowin' the tricks of the trade | |
Hey, it' s like a pay day nigga | |
Flesh gon' call it a lay day, nigga | |
I' ma call it a | |
Kray day nigga, you | |
BizzyWishin', this mayday, nigga | |
I got an A | |
K, nigga, like my name was | |
JeremyMy heart like | |
Stew' s nigga so these niggas is scared of me | |
They don' t compare to me | |
Never gonna get ahead of me | |
Money the mission, it better be | |
Livin' my life heavenly | |
These streets is watchin' me, studyin' | |
BONEThe hustle is really in me, so money we makin' plenty' | |
Bout the skills and the bills, still collectin' for the thrill | |
So ill with the real, | |
I just tell the bear to chill' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around Facts don' t lie | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That' s something we can' t allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down Facts don' t lie' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around Facts don' t lie | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That' s something we can' t allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down Facts don' t lie | |
My niggas we at you on a do or die mission | |
It' s about to get ugly for you, we threw the bait | |
And they took it now since they hooked | |
Flesh will cut ' em up something lovely | |
And serve em one hell of a platter, worse than a natural disaster | |
They should' ve expected this chapter | |
But there' s no way to prepare plus they game ain' t ready for it | |
Themoriginal thugs, got something that' ll shut all you bitch niggas up | |
Trust, that facts don' t lie, stack' s about to take flight | |
No tellin' how long that ass' ll gone nap | |
When I cut off your fuckin' light switch | |
Shakin' you niggas up with each medley | |
So heavy it' s deadly still the rawest of reaper melody | |
Fresh off the main line from the pen | |
And the county right back to the block | |
No matter where we at we holdin' it down ' | |
G' Some of you niggas got soldiers | |
How many of you got it that need to have a hole in ' em | |
Wanna lay back, wanna stretch that | |
And pop a cold one, huh | |
Like fuck, ain' t too many that can walk in my shoes | |
I never think of losin', | |
I do my part with a lot heart | |
So I suggest you stay up out of my ozone | |
And listen so it' s clearly in the block with that top gone | |
Don' t pretend | |
I' ll bust first ' cause that' s | |
If they do fear and now you wanna argue | |
Getting back would be my new career retire on that ass | |
You sick with that flow but | |
I' m so quick with that grab and blast | |
You sensitive niggas get shattered like broken glass | |
So we can do my thugstas like, whoa | |
Silence is all you hear and ain' t nobody talking | |
You just gone, play with me, nigga' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around Facts don' t lie | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That' s something we can' t allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down Facts don' t lie' | |
Creepin' on a come up' | |
From sun up to sundown | |
Movin', we get up and get around Facts don' t lie | |
Where snoozin' is for losers | |
That' s something we can' t allow | |
No matter what, we holdin' it down Facts don' t lie, don' t lie | |
These are the signs of time, time, time | |
These are the signs of time, time, time | |
These are the signs of time, time, time | |
These are the signs of time, time, time |