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Blunt Time
作詞:Steve Boone, Stuart Bullard, Eric Collins, John Sebastian, Mark Sebastian, Andre Romell Young
Dead (Blunt time-pull out your philly) Ha ha, mighty aftermath (Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli) Whose soul ever contest, dead In me ear Dre, you hear me now? Dead (Blunt time-pull out your philly) (Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli)
Thought they were moving in and now they wanna cut us wrong Room for moving in but that was only mine They will shake the hand, never really seen and only heard They will shake the hand, he is only to heard long
Knick-knack, paddy wack give a dog a bone Long Beach City I wreck is my zone I be the solo rollo which means I rule alone You droop first blood, mother thought you was the lone 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
Fool now break for ya two It's called the ol' Rambo, catch ambush I wish you wouldn't moosh like ya wanna come push I'll dump ya and leave ya stankin' in the forest you Gump
Long Beach City-firmly represented Narrator X is representor Lyrical the kick make me ya mentor Freeze MCs, don't enter I'll take like Anne Arden's new chips in winter
Or since I'm Sun I'll melt the metaphor The metaphors are meltin', style is beltin' I heard a dog yelpin' but no helpin'
Blunt time-pull out your philly Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli Dancin', puffin', sippin' or set trippin' [Unverified]keep on flippin', flippin'
Blunt time-pull out your philly Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli Dancin', puffin', sippin' or set trippin' [Unverified]keep on flippin', flippin'
Dre's bad beats they rat-tat-tat-tat X flex lyric they can't come back Fact, El-elevant, elegant and eloquent no shit I boots hits, throw tantrums like Ella Fitz Nah, the member X but you'll remember X indeed Now remember don't contest the ([Unverified])
Got you in spot like Lindscrafter but you try to diss I burn you like Backdrafter After that you'll get nothing from me but laughter Similar to this, ha, what's the repertoire-kick deadly wit lyrics Shot your punk ass like ELEC now it's
Blunt time-pull out your philly Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli Dancin', puffin', sippin' or set trippin' [Unverified]keep on flippin', flippin'
Mighty aftermath Once again can't hold us back Refuse, refuse you lose dead (Dead, dead, indeed) Attempts will be futile, it's way to brutal
Hear me now narrator to the X, Tellin' anyone who contest The mighty aftermath Posse, dead (Who?Who?) (Murder) Exclamation point (I)
(Blunt time) Ha (Blunt time) Mighty aftermath to the 9-7 (Sip a glass of 'gnac my friend, don't cha friend) (Roowl, I don't wanna fight no more, no no, ooh) (Blunt time, blunt time, blunt, blunt, yep)
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