Song | Whoever You AR (Whereever You AR) |
Artist | Boogiemonsters |
Album | God Sound |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Domingo, McCann | |
(CHORUS) | |
Whoever you are, wherever you are | |
(Mondo) | |
One day my mama sat me down, she had to school me | |
'Mondo, we have to flee, you haul in bad company' | |
We used to wop to Eric B. & Ra's "Check the Melody" | |
Me and Dex knew all the lyrics to the 'Jimbrowski' | |
But now we grown up and it's not how we used to be | |
'I remember it was all so simple...' - believe | |
Those peoples be schemin in secret societies | |
And those simply sick ( ? ) that can yo mind freeze | |
Aimin for a cash that's credit society | |
One nation, one ruler, so that they can own me | |
I'ma stand as a man and make it plain just the same | |
They gon' chip yo body, break down yo main frame | |
Tryin to make your morality splatter | |
In a minute weed, shorties and paper money won't even matter | |
I'ma convert all the doubtful to believers | |
Tell me, how you gon' charge coca crack or even a nickel bag of weed to a Visa | |
Card, without a job, baby, how you gon' plead? | |
I'ma tell it like it is, even if my job drops me | |
Watch thee, 33 degree Mason ( ? ) Illuminati | |
Tryin stop the vocalizin of reality | |
Big brother all seeing eye and pyramid is always watching you | |
And now they even on our currency | |
Let's break it on down to the jizz, that's how it gotta be | |
Big up to all Philly plus The Roots, my seed | |
(CHORUS) | |
(Mondo) | |
(This is time I rap my coin in, man, I thought that y'all was risin) | |
The last label didn't push us, my man, thank you for empathizin | |
This time I take control of my own, I'm through with compromisin | |
Recoupable debts is maximizin and I'm realizin | |
I can only be myself, Mister McCann and not a clone | |
Mama and pop duke ( ? ) God blessing ( ? ) got his own | |
I'm always provided for so I'm not a money freak | |
But to break it down and make it plain me and (Name) gotta eat | |
There's no more halfsteppin, representin our behalf | |
We tightened up all the lyrics and got a new production staff | |
Vex and myself, Caspa, Domingo | |
Tweakin God Sound to make you find ( ? ) | |
So it's comin atcha, that's the theme of this lesson | |
So strive for perfection | |
(CHORUS) | |
To all my people in... | |
Uhm, let me see... | |
Like, to all my people in Africa | |
It's like, it's like, it's worldwide | |
Like, to all my people in Australia | |
It's like, it's worldwide, right | |
And like to all my people in Canada | |
It's like, it's worldwide | |
And right, and check it | |
To all my people in Asia | |
It's like, it's worldwide | |
Aha, and right | |
To all my people in Europe | |
It's like, it's worldwide | |
Aha, aha | |
And all my people in America | |
It's like, it's worldwid |
zuo ci : Domingo, McCann | |
CHORUS | |
Whoever you are, wherever you are | |
Mondo | |
One day my mama sat me down, she had to school me | |
' Mondo, we have to flee, you haul in bad company' | |
We used to wop to Eric B. Ra' s " Check the Melody" | |
Me and Dex knew all the lyrics to the ' Jimbrowski' | |
But now we grown up and it' s not how we used to be | |
' I remember it was all so simple...' believe | |
Those peoples be schemin in secret societies | |
And those simply sick nbsp? that can yo mind freeze | |
Aimin for a cash that' s credit society | |
One nation, one ruler, so that they can own me | |
I' ma stand as a man and make it plain just the same | |
They gon' chip yo body, break down yo main frame | |
Tryin to make your morality splatter | |
In a minute weed, shorties and paper money won' t even matter | |
I' ma convert all the doubtful to believers | |
Tell me, how you gon' charge coca crack or even a nickel bag of weed to a Visa | |
Card, without a job, baby, how you gon' plead? | |
I' ma tell it like it is, even if my job drops me | |
Watch thee, 33 degree Mason nbsp? Illuminati | |
Tryin stop the vocalizin of reality | |
Big brother all seeing eye and pyramid is always watching you | |
And now they even on our currency | |
Let' s break it on down to the jizz, that' s how it gotta be | |
Big up to all Philly plus The Roots, my seed | |
CHORUS | |
Mondo | |
This is time I rap my coin in, man, I thought that y' all was risin | |
The last label didn' t push us, my man, thank you for empathizin | |
This time I take control of my own, I' m through with compromisin | |
Recoupable debts is maximizin and I' m realizin | |
I can only be myself, Mister McCann and not a clone | |
Mama and pop duke nbsp? God blessing nbsp? got his own | |
I' m always provided for so I' m not a money freak | |
But to break it down and make it plain me and Name gotta eat | |
There' s no more halfsteppin, representin our behalf | |
We tightened up all the lyrics and got a new production staff | |
Vex and myself, Caspa, Domingo | |
Tweakin God Sound to make you find nbsp? | |
So it' s comin atcha, that' s the theme of this lesson | |
So strive for perfection | |
CHORUS | |
To all my people in... | |
Uhm, let me see... | |
Like, to all my people in Africa | |
It' s like, it' s like, it' s worldwide | |
Like, to all my people in Australia | |
It' s like, it' s worldwide, right | |
And like to all my people in Canada | |
It' s like, it' s worldwide | |
And right, and check it | |
To all my people in Asia | |
It' s like, it' s worldwide | |
Aha, and right | |
To all my people in Europe | |
It' s like, it' s worldwide | |
Aha, aha | |
And all my people in America | |
It' s like, it' s worldwid |
zuò cí : Domingo, McCann | |
CHORUS | |
Whoever you are, wherever you are | |
Mondo | |
One day my mama sat me down, she had to school me | |
' Mondo, we have to flee, you haul in bad company' | |
We used to wop to Eric B. Ra' s " Check the Melody" | |
Me and Dex knew all the lyrics to the ' Jimbrowski' | |
But now we grown up and it' s not how we used to be | |
' I remember it was all so simple...' believe | |
Those peoples be schemin in secret societies | |
And those simply sick nbsp? that can yo mind freeze | |
Aimin for a cash that' s credit society | |
One nation, one ruler, so that they can own me | |
I' ma stand as a man and make it plain just the same | |
They gon' chip yo body, break down yo main frame | |
Tryin to make your morality splatter | |
In a minute weed, shorties and paper money won' t even matter | |
I' ma convert all the doubtful to believers | |
Tell me, how you gon' charge coca crack or even a nickel bag of weed to a Visa | |
Card, without a job, baby, how you gon' plead? | |
I' ma tell it like it is, even if my job drops me | |
Watch thee, 33 degree Mason nbsp? Illuminati | |
Tryin stop the vocalizin of reality | |
Big brother all seeing eye and pyramid is always watching you | |
And now they even on our currency | |
Let' s break it on down to the jizz, that' s how it gotta be | |
Big up to all Philly plus The Roots, my seed | |
CHORUS | |
Mondo | |
This is time I rap my coin in, man, I thought that y' all was risin | |
The last label didn' t push us, my man, thank you for empathizin | |
This time I take control of my own, I' m through with compromisin | |
Recoupable debts is maximizin and I' m realizin | |
I can only be myself, Mister McCann and not a clone | |
Mama and pop duke nbsp? God blessing nbsp? got his own | |
I' m always provided for so I' m not a money freak | |
But to break it down and make it plain me and Name gotta eat | |
There' s no more halfsteppin, representin our behalf | |
We tightened up all the lyrics and got a new production staff | |
Vex and myself, Caspa, Domingo | |
Tweakin God Sound to make you find nbsp? | |
So it' s comin atcha, that' s the theme of this lesson | |
So strive for perfection | |
CHORUS | |
To all my people in... | |
Uhm, let me see... | |
Like, to all my people in Africa | |
It' s like, it' s like, it' s worldwide | |
Like, to all my people in Australia | |
It' s like, it' s worldwide, right | |
And like to all my people in Canada | |
It' s like, it' s worldwide | |
And right, and check it | |
To all my people in Asia | |
It' s like, it' s worldwide | |
Aha, and right | |
To all my people in Europe | |
It' s like, it' s worldwide | |
Aha, aha | |
And all my people in America | |
It' s like, it' s worldwid |