Who You Think I Am?-MF DOOM/King Ghidra/Kong/K.D./Megalon/Rodan/X-Ray

[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