Who You Think I Am? - MF DOOM/King Ghidra.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Gegalon, K.D., King Ghidra ...
[00:01.397]Who you think I am, but who you want me to be?
[00:09.365]When I rock, jock niggas in shellshock
[00:12.186]Don't watch the birdie watch the clock go tick tock
[00:14.067]I rip shop, I make ya girls bottom lip drop
[00:16.548]Yo word to the truckers at the pit stop I'm hip hop
[00:18.847]I hold heat, never forget what niggas told me, they showed me
[00:21.956]Other emcees trying to fold, me they owe me
[00:24.385]Yo, plus them niggas mad slow G
[00:25.979]I got my "Get U Now," so I'm comin with my homie
[00:28.408]Here's the plan; stick 'em up, I enter, through the window
[00:31.073]Stoop down so we can't see our crescendo
[00:32.771]Pass the indo, yo we used to be our friend though
[00:35.200]Yeah but thats the reason I don't really like to lend dough
[00:37.394]From the corners cylindrical triangle hats
[00:39.066]Says dunce. Lyrics precise like forensical science leave you entangled for months
[00:42.201]Tryin' to figure who done it, you fronted
[00:43.402]Got cha shit stunted, didn't have to be that way
[00:45.100]Some saw the light comin' in, they shunned it
[00:46.824]For the wickedness to those whose despise life and worship death
[00:49.123]The established matched at eye for eye, tooth for tooth, breath to breath
[00:51.474]These are the last days of the countdown, shit is just that drastic
[00:53.721]Write journals, like they use the prophets, study math like a Aztec
[00:56.150]Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be
[00:59.259]A true thuggin emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
[01:02.759]I wanna give you my slugs and don't wanna take em
[01:05.241]Box sprays, but with my box cutter in my boxes
[01:07.487]Shots sprayed, who on cops high says we rastas
[01:09.838]Rock away boulevard, got love and obnoxious
[01:11.719]Bout five cops today, my rock away
[01:13.600]Niggas and rock rage, got paid
[01:15.220]A rock, you know why I rock, meet me at the Lobster's
[01:17.623]I suggest I should dress proper
[01:19.399]Copped a buzz, I copped a dutch
[01:20.993]I got a lotta love, with no strings attached
[01:24.049]Rhymes, rhymes, rhymes, we got plenty
[01:26.295]Dimes, dimes, dimes, too many
[01:28.777]Sparked up and chat, you keep countin
[01:30.971]I do my thing, jealous niggas keep doubtin
[01:33.479]Rock 'n' roll, lock 'n' load
[01:35.255]Emcees out for pots of gold, we stop 'em cold
[01:38.155]In they tracks an take all they chips-eses
[01:40.584]All they dats, all they bullshit mixeses
[01:42.909]Give 'em a credit, not debt it
[01:44.451]We just flipped the calistetic
[01:45.861]Toss the Andy Pettitte, you said it
[01:47.768]We grandslam in the never boss stand
[01:49.884]Any p***y emcee's we abandon
[01:51.895]Flew in from Monster Island just to rag shit wit jet lag
[01:54.194]With brothers specializin ways how us not to get bagged
[01:56.650]Egads! I bring confusion like roll call
[01:58.844]To emcees so-called, hoes be like "yup I told y'all"
[02:01.326]So socialize my bio so I dip dip dive
[02:03.860]Memorize like I-omega zip drive
[02:06.028]Go to the bar to drink to get soberer
[02:07.908]King Geedorah eat the head of a king cobra like ginkoba
[02:10.442]Kong get a cut like Kobe, now hold heat
[02:12.454]So sweet, roll deep but no beef
[02:14.178]Those that doze deep, close sheets
[02:15.980]Po chose to speak with, reach over to reload the piece
[02:18.305]Slip from freak to deak, keep concrete
[02:20.212]Parallel to body til the next male
[02:22.067]Shotties and hotty, still waitin to exhale
[02:24.313]Smell the blood bath a slug's caught
[02:26.090]Slugs passed and bloodsport
[02:27.422]Bugged laugh, a bugged thought
[02:28.571]Caught some eyes make the case last stack a locker
[02:30.661]Bocker, drink a vodka, hit note, like Sinatra at a opera
[02:33.404]Drop a flocker, Orville Redenbacher
[02:34.580]Get you, got you, shot the two L's without the proper
[02:36.800]For the albums knocker
[02:37.714]Hit the liquor, quicker than a quicker picker upper
[02:40.405]Girl and stick er, I leave more n**s than a snicker
[02:42.756]Kick er to the curb, punk a b***h, stomp a chick
[02:45.002]For now call me Kong, Monster Isle, Monster Click (Bow!)
[02:47.510]Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be
[02:50.671]True thuggin emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
[02:54.093]I wanna give you my slugs, and don't wanna take 'em back