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Cannibal Ox
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Iron Galaxy
作詞:Theodore Wayne Arrington, Shamar Eugene Gardner, Jaime Meline
{So like, what he wants from me? Yo, tell me about it, it's cold world out there Sometimes, I think I'm gettin' a lil' frosty myself}
My shell, mechanical found ghost But my ghetto is animal found toast My shell, mechanical found ghost But my ghetto is animal found toast My shell, mechanical found ghost But my ghetto is animal found toast Animal found toast but my ghetto animal
Life's ill, some time's life might kill Vordul Mega, five digits grab mic's mic strike type ill Is life real? Yo, Akhi builds When life feels, like earth don't spin
Whirlwinds mic blend Life's at a stand still, dangerous 'cuz man kills An' still, cats visualize life ghetto like Born mind, sometime these cats see life Street life incomplete light an' be like
I'm a live life after this, one crime One line from the Megala, blow spine Everyone knows the city's ill, cats kill Still black man holds nine, gotta chill star C-A.L.L.A.H, be the light of Shamar
Work hard, Shamar, C-Cipher A.L.L.A.H Adapt bars snatch stars an' detach large, channels But our bar's handle might break mic's Vordul Megala, the cannibal ate mic's Strive live, live fuck five, I want a hundred an' eight mic's
{Son, yo, son, did you see that kid, yo? Yo, yo, chill out man, chill out Yo, son, did you? Yo, son, he pulled it out}
Five digits, cock biddy, nine milli One floor shine silly, spun city, one verse hit milly Little girls spinnin' curls, three sixty Livin' in in a world shitty Yo, they spun young earth, now shitty
An' while 5 0 might shoot black head Nigga, sorry I sold space suit to crack heads D.T's operate mechanically, po' po' in slow mo' Black kids, locked away Attic key, plus one fourth pound of smoke flow
While, lock head Fabian, Ahmed Arabian Layin' in Bodeg, holdin' drama A.K. Spoke like, ‽As salaam a opaque†Chokin' vodka mixed with O.J. Wig splits, mad quick, spinnin' three six oh ways
C 4 blew the door, number eight 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Summer fate, tank top wit a knot Number nine said, ‽Run the place†Took my girl, stereo, CD plus the tape
Yo, Star, don't wet that Fucked her face, let's stuff the plays Jet back to Santa Cruz, Californ I A Peace to C-God, locked up cat, born nine ways
Come home, mad soon Live ill, life things just like little black girl got shot Damn it hurts, when they spun earth, filled with knots Gonna make a difference, so we get locked Caught in the shit an' losin' what we got Come on black, equal, equal
{Do you know that you're one of the few predator species that preys even on itself?}
An' if there's crack in a basement, Crack heads stand adjacent Anger displacement, food stamp arrangements You were a still born baby Mother didn't want you, but you were still born Boy meets world, of course his pops is gone
What you figure? That chalky outline on the ground is a father figure So he steps to the next stencil, that's a hustler Infested with money an' diamond cluster
Lets talk in laymen terms, rotten apples an' big worms Early birds an' poachers, New York is evil at it's core So those who have more than them Prepare to be victims
Ate up by vultures, the politicians In a dog eat dog culture, that'll sick 'em Lack of mineral, we take it personal A pigeon can't drop shit if it never flew
Every day is no frills, empty krills Broken 40 bottles an' MCs with skills I rest my head on 115 But miracles only happen on 34th So, I guess life is mean
An' death is the median An' purgatory is the mode that we settle in I've got that Eve's Bayou sense of touch So I fought, to touch every hand Of a fan to read their thoughts
Battered wives, molested children Roaches on the floor, rats in the ceiling Cats walk around New York with two fillin's One is in their mouth the other, does the killin' I'm Vast Air, Kramer, top billin'
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