Song | Two Turntables & A Mic |
Artist | Black Moon |
Album | War Zone |
作曲 : Blake, Dewgarde, Nix | |
"Alright party people, it's about that time | |
We want everybody everybody off the stage | |
Who ain't supposed to be on the stage | |
And you trip over the wire, we gon' get Smitty to beat you up" | |
(Buckshot) | |
Just clap your hands to the beat | |
"Just clap your hands to the beat" (x6) "you don't stop" | |
If you look at reality, I bet you can't see what I can see | |
What could you see Buck, another duck | |
Gettin paid off the bullshit, what the fuck | |
Now, you can keep the ball if you want | |
But I'm gonna fight for the right in the name of the blunt | |
Hip-hop rules, can't nobody touch the flavor | |
Brotha, word to motha, tell your neighbor (WHAT!!) | |
That we do whatever we gotta do | |
God bless the budda cess and my whole crew | |
One thing I hate see fuck a hand | |
You and your crew bite my style and you play Teddy Rucker man | |
Timberland on the upper hand | |
See the future plan is to be the man on the mic, huh | |
I see for now I got to demonstrate | |
Hey, hold your head back and feel the weight, remember this? | |
(Chorus x4) | |
Two turntables and a mic (MIC!!) | |
One phat emcee on the set (SET!!) | |
(Buckshot) | |
Watch me blow your back out wit the verb | |
Herb, come test Buck you get served | |
Look, up in the air, it's a bird | |
No, it's Super Nigga and look he's puffin the herb | |
Sayin "chocolate do a nigga justice" | |
Bust this, spark another session I'm lovin the mist | |
Contact in my nostril | |
Is a collosal emcee to recollect on set | |
The point is, you get biz on the mic | |
Like back in the days, niggas we got more like | |
Shit, today it take niggas too long to recognize | |
Just because I'm not commercialized | |
Or when I'm in your town I rock the underground | |
But you don't know me | |
Cuz I don't got no bitches wit me that's ready to blow me | |
Half bud-ass yellin "have a good time" | |
Nowadays I'd rather have a good rhyme | |
(Chorus x4) | |
(Buckshot) | |
Commercial rap get the gun clap | |
Buckshot, original mack I'm takin it back | |
Back, back to when the wack used to play loafer | |
Carryin equiptment, nowadays they gettin over | |
Sayin it's another form of hip-hop | |
But get dropped wit the ball, back and talk when you walk | |
At night, whenever I stomp I can feel the hawk | |
Inside of my chest, from the bless | |
What I manifest is what I bring forth | |
Hold up people, I'm gettin you lost, wait a minute | |
Remember this? remenisce? | |
Way back in the days when the battle meant whoever got dis | |
Now what they do is this, to ruin this | |
They put a commercial emcee in the business | |
To make a brother like me play the dugout | |
That's that shit, no doubt | |
(Chorus x4) | |
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, that's what you been missin | |
Two turntables and a mic | |
And one phat emcee on the set, blowin up the spot | |
MC, DJ, this is how we do today | |
Niggas can't believe how we do that | |
Buckshot, BCC, representin who I be, FAP listen | |
Check it out | |
Buckshot, Beatminerz in the front in the back |
zuò qǔ : Blake, Dewgarde, Nix | |
" Alright party people, it' s about that time | |
We want everybody everybody off the stage | |
Who ain' t supposed to be on the stage | |
And you trip over the wire, we gon' get Smitty to beat you up" | |
Buckshot | |
Just clap your hands to the beat | |
" Just clap your hands to the beat" x6 " you don' t stop" | |
If you look at reality, I bet you can' t see what I can see | |
What could you see Buck, another duck | |
Gettin paid off the bullshit, what the fuck | |
Now, you can keep the ball if you want | |
But I' m gonna fight for the right in the name of the blunt | |
Hiphop rules, can' t nobody touch the flavor | |
Brotha, word to motha, tell your neighbor WHAT!! | |
That we do whatever we gotta do | |
God bless the budda cess and my whole crew | |
One thing I hate see fuck a hand | |
You and your crew bite my style and you play Teddy Rucker man | |
Timberland on the upper hand | |
See the future plan is to be the man on the mic, huh | |
I see for now I got to demonstrate | |
Hey, hold your head back and feel the weight, remember this? | |
Chorus x4 | |
Two turntables and a mic MIC!! | |
One phat emcee on the set SET!! | |
Buckshot | |
Watch me blow your back out wit the verb | |
Herb, come test Buck you get served | |
Look, up in the air, it' s a bird | |
No, it' s Super Nigga and look he' s puffin the herb | |
Sayin " chocolate do a nigga justice" | |
Bust this, spark another session I' m lovin the mist | |
Contact in my nostril | |
Is a collosal emcee to recollect on set | |
The point is, you get biz on the mic | |
Like back in the days, niggas we got more like | |
Shit, today it take niggas too long to recognize | |
Just because I' m not commercialized | |
Or when I' m in your town I rock the underground | |
But you don' t know me | |
Cuz I don' t got no bitches wit me that' s ready to blow me | |
Half budass yellin " have a good time" | |
Nowadays I' d rather have a good rhyme | |
Chorus x4 | |
Buckshot | |
Commercial rap get the gun clap | |
Buckshot, original mack I' m takin it back | |
Back, back to when the wack used to play loafer | |
Carryin equiptment, nowadays they gettin over | |
Sayin it' s another form of hiphop | |
But get dropped wit the ball, back and talk when you walk | |
At night, whenever I stomp I can feel the hawk | |
Inside of my chest, from the bless | |
What I manifest is what I bring forth | |
Hold up people, I' m gettin you lost, wait a minute | |
Remember this? remenisce? | |
Way back in the days when the battle meant whoever got dis | |
Now what they do is this, to ruin this | |
They put a commercial emcee in the business | |
To make a brother like me play the dugout | |
That' s that shit, no doubt | |
Chorus x4 | |
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, that' s what you been missin | |
Two turntables and a mic | |
And one phat emcee on the set, blowin up the spot | |
MC, DJ, this is how we do today | |
Niggas can' t believe how we do that | |
Buckshot, BCC, representin who I be, FAP listen | |
Check it out | |
Buckshot, Beatminerz in the front in the back |