Lyrics:
Sing To The Lord (Psalm 98)
Refrain:
Sing to the Lord a new song for He has done marvelous deeds.
Sing to the Lord a new song
For He has done
crowd
Who never got to meet you last time
We're interrupted by the telephone
You didn't think they were invented then
Oh Lord we need miracles
We need
Here I go again ready to flow again
Better hold my mic don't blow again
Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm
Crowd'll get critical can't keep
Google William Hung
I know in '98, you were treated like gods
Yet 20 years later
You're the king of the dad bod
I heard you're making bank
Now as Vegas
But your voice was drowned out by the highway patrol
As I pull to the side of the road
And as the cop writes a ticket I can't afford
Your voice through
of the microphone,
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"
It's for y'all niggas
And the streets just a couple of miles East of Mecca
Where peeps touch
on your microphone
Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide
Gonna find you and take it slowly
You can't run away
From these styles I got, oh baby,
作词 : Devil Boy（恶魔男孩）/DOUBLE$S
作曲 : Devil Boy（恶魔男孩）
编曲：prod by.ZS beat
混音：YoungQi氧气制噪
hook：
风儿轻
月儿明
树叶遮窗棂
part1:
98年的秋天我出生在海边
怀念着童年和人生的一百天
as a project
The style is hectic
Guess I'm left with
A system skeptic
The truths I'm droppin'
From the pulpit I'm yellin'
Inspired by gunshots from
around the stones
The abstract and the dragon in the Game of Thrones
The 7 kingdoms are connected by the microphones
We got the glow, bro, ain't no time
By the end of the great war,
the dandy warhols had progressed
far beyond the traditional jug band sound.
Zia had all but hung up the washtub
Water broken voice
Saturates a microphone
Into a receiver with no tongue
Offering little to what it knows
Then a silence so heavy
Broken hearts fall
that drive-by
And ain't did nothing but drive by
Listen shawty I'm telling you this for your own good (uh)
Everybody is the man in they own hood, for
know
before i book a show
i feel like imma go crazy
98 degrees, i’m in a raincoat
just precautiously
in case i say
something i don’t mean
stressing
but she'll gone be allright
Cause I'm falling through later on tonight
Now looka here before we go
We gotta stop by seafood galore
Two
attached
I turned in all my rap chips I'm earning my bachelors
By dating all the models and actresses
I'm learning all the potholes in every single barrio
of you? A fair fight
Microphones get took you shook wear white
You don't got no ends in Mi Casa
(And its your stopper meth tical man and funk docta)
You
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
that drive-by
And ain't did nothing but drive by
Listen shawty I'm telling you this for your own good (uh)
Everybody is the man in they own hood, for
to the homeboy that freaked the head dome
The army wants me to drop my microphone
Gotta be brief, no orders from a chief
Hot butter on what? Say what?
spare me, and I make it by and by
And I help souls stay out of Hell with what I testify
And maybe when I grab the microphone and never lie
That'll
dizzy
Niggas on the block know Mase motto
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe
Case I'm every chased by
The Legendary Hip Hop Sway
Lyrics by Kurtis Blow & DJ Tomekk
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DJ Tomekk
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