Party People歌词
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歌手:Drunken Tiger
歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com
I got souls of blackness And brothers can't stand it A new
improved hittin' mad moves Three times smoother than average I
don't go ill like the ones that act savage My criteria delete
the
weak crews Don't test with that mess I'll have you crew
singin'
the blues Or you'll be stuck like you was in the bayous I be
hittin' harder than beat in jeeps You better peep. My style's
complete, so don't sleep It's the slick black Nubian from
around
the way Watch time pass while I shoot rhymes an' blast lyrical
concepts Pay attention like class suckers. Come up
Miscellaneous
and live but anyway V-Luv will make the crowd say I brings the
soul from the circle to the center My people feel the flavor
from the chi before they enter Oriental my essential in my
Buddhist temple I take it to your cipher wit #2 pencil Me I'm
into being like #1 Korean I represent the soul and every
yellow
human being Tiger JK, capital "T.I." I gets up on the stage
and
all my rhymes are mad fly If you're not understanding then
just
check another angle I mangle up MCs like in Boston I'm gonna
strangle But you from the comer'cuz your aura like depressin'
So what's the problems or haps, paps? Can't you see my rap
slaps? Any MCs to be the one to make it snap-back Bring it
from
the stomach overcoming of the evil This one's dedicated to all
the party people You feel the vibe from the bottom of the
barrel My homies catch attention when they wear their fly
apparrel Difficultly minimmalty when I'm on your level I take
your mountain slowly to the size of a pebble When I'm on the
mic, I brings applause to the scene Enemy retreat defeat when
I'm in between You and your lyrcs' cuz your rhymes are like
booty I'll bring it to your strange To all the people in the
party;hold yourself with restraint You try to catch the
teeling
but you can't imaginate I'm rollin' up my sleeves everytime I
want
to flex it The crowd is still cheerin' fearin' that I'll hit
the exit
- I got souls of blackness And brothers can't stand it A new
improved hittin' mad moves Three times smoother than average I
don't go ill like the ones that act savage My criteria delete
the
weak crews Don't test with that mess I'll have you crew
singin'
the blues Or you'll be stuck like you was in the bayous I be
hittin' harder than beat in jeeps You better peep. My style's
complete, so don't sleep It's the slick black Nubian from
around
the way Watch time pass while I shoot rhymes an' blast lyrical
concepts Pay attention like class suckers. Come up
Miscellaneous
and live but anyway V-Luv will make the crowd say I brings the
soul from the circle to the center My people feel the flavor
from the chi before they enter Oriental my essential in my
Buddhist temple I take it to your cipher wit #2 pencil Me I'm
into being like #1 Korean I represent the soul and every
yellow
human being Tiger JK, capital "T.I." I gets up on the stage
and
all my rhymes are mad fly If you're not understanding then
just
check another angle I mangle up MCs like in Boston I'm gonna
strangle But you from the comer'cuz your aura like depressin'
So what's the problems or haps, paps? Can't you see my rap
slaps? Any MCs to be the one to make it snap-back Bring it
from
the stomach overcoming of the evil This one's dedicated to all
the party people You feel the vibe from the bottom of the
barrel My homies catch attention when they wear their fly
apparrel Difficultly minimmalty when I'm on your level I take
your mountain slowly to the size of a pebble When I'm on the
mic, I brings applause to the scene Enemy retreat defeat when
I'm in between You and your lyrcs' cuz your rhymes are like
booty I'll bring it to your strange To all the people in the
party;hold yourself with restraint You try to catch the
teeling
but you can't imaginate I'm rollin' up my sleeves everytime I
want
to flex it The crowd is still cheerin' fearin' that I'll hit
the exit