Piñata-Madlib/Freddie Gibbs/Domo Genesis/G-Wiz/Casey Veggies/Sulaiman/Meechy Darko/Mac Miller

[00:00.000] 作词 : Madlib/Freddie Gibbs [00:01.000] 作曲 : Madlib/Freddie Gibbs [00:12.551]Live like 9-5, I rhyme and come alive [00:15.147]My grind divides fine through my divine eyes [00:18.099]It's primetime, you wish you could buy time but it's my time [00:21.460]Thoughts against I, blasphemy, it's like a vice crime [00:24.636]I roll 'em thick and I ignite mines [00:26.944]I don't even get high, I just get equally back in my right mind [00:30.699]I'm getting lethal with these nice lines, creeping through your speakers [00:33.715]Catch you sleeping like a thief off in the nighttime [00:36.655]Young Doms, none of you niggas correspond, b***h [00:39.288]Kick the **** out of the track on some Jean-Claude shit [00:42.253]Get the **** out of the streets, nigga, I bomb shit [00:45.209]Shit ain't all good no more, y'all on your con shit [00:48.934]**** is your conscience? Testing me is nonsense [00:51.479]The whole city is mine, I'm the best off in my conference [00:54.292]Ain't feeling me? Fine, ain't gotta listen to my shit [00:57.016]You can hear about me from the critics all on my d**k [01:00.315]B***h, I've been thuggin' since the mother****in' ten-speed [01:03.066]Redbone on my handlebars, I like my b*****s mixed-breed [01:05.910]Fill a Philly Titan with a twenty sack of stress weed [01:09.131]Educated, at the stove I'm working recipes [01:12.165]Reputation say I'm robbin' just for recreation [01:15.037]Revive my enemy with gun-to-mouth resuscitation [01:17.949]Can't wait 'til this little p***y nigga pay me, I'm impatient [01:20.914]Let's go kick in the door and strip 'em naked, leave 'em stinking [01:23.981]No witness, no weapon, my nigga, the case is over [01:26.905]The reaper snatched him, closed-casket, his family need some closure [01:30.268]And Moses had ten commandments, Huey had ten points [01:33.377]Won't see my homie for ten, dropped him off at the joint [01:36.220]Staring at my future in my rear-view [01:38.515]Family cried some tears, I got some years, it ain't no issue [01:41.327]Mama where the tissue? Saw her breaking down, she just might cry a river [01:45.004]Murder one, she can't believe she raised that type of nigga [01:48.125]I tried to do right, but it only got your boy ****ed in the game [01:50.603]So I changed my mind, now I'm back on this grind tryna get this change [01:53.668]Niggas hate to see me getting it, traveling packs with a red dot [01:57.281]Pointed at your knot, trying to get what you got [02:00.144]When the rain and the pain gon' stop? [02:02.341]Standing on the porch early, no shoes, selling blow in my socks [02:05.739]And I was watching for the ghetto bird [02:07.564]Ain't got no money for college so all I know is how to sack and how to serve [02:12.166]I be damned if I miss another lick for the chips [02:14.798]Got me stacking, almost splurging on weed, syrup, and whips [02:17.683]Niggas around my way be loving it, I'm Cadillac-in' [02:21.068]Blowing good alligators with the belts to match [02:23.920]I got an ounce with an ounce to match, bust it down, get back [02:27.517]Hopefully, maybe get the clique out the trap [02:29.868]I need dough like a bread baker [02:32.166]24/7, got ready on the turf, player [02:35.667]All-day [02:36.419]Make 'em hop in the new coupe [02:37.952]Niggas been winning, that ain't nothing new [02:39.033]Forgive me for the sinning that they be doing in this business [02:41.222]Not using their words to express truth [02:42.423]Out in the streets with a screw loose [02:43.762]On the Westside I got the juice [02:45.109]Just tell me what you trying to do [02:46.436]She loving the crew and ain't ****ing with you [02:47.733]I go where the hood niggas get into it [02:49.323]I go where the bad girls go shop [02:50.833]Every window tinted but the rooftop [02:52.350]That money I just spend it to get you shot [02:54.179]Can they be hating? They got no reason [02:54.990]Right where they got me, the place I delete 'em [02:56.907]We kicking on weaklings just for they little secrets [02:58.141]I can't believe it, the shit that I'm seeing [02:59.966]I'm hearing they words, doing my reading [03:01.337]It's really absurd, not enough leaders [03:02.958]The shit that they feed you, it's just what you eating [03:04.300]They call me young Veggies, I make it go green [03:05.885]Uhh, I smash your whole team, the **** is you saying? [03:08.399]You got the candies, the niggas is spraying [03:10.037]To get away and take over the land, yeah [03:12.531]My mind on capital, I'm not just rapping, dude [03:14.919]I'm out to speak actual factual, watch how a master moves [03:17.814]You ball a fist, what that gon do? I'm from a city clapping fools [03:20.694]You off the tit lacking while watching me fashion stools [03:23.596]Shitting styles, you never had a hotline that I didn't dial (Hello?) [03:27.509]Little princes always trying to fit a bigger crown [03:30.397]But don't forget I sit amidst some seasoned gents [03:33.148]Them b*****s knowing he a pimp ain't even need to read the blimp (It was a good day) [03:36.546]Good day to O'Shea, a death certificate for anyone who lay in my way [03:40.841]You best revisit all the tombstones that lay in my wake [03:43.892]Me being knowledge, be honest [03:45.423]You seen the prophet get sacrificed by the opps [03:47.756]It get ratchet when ratchets out and they firing [03:49.760]Residue on piñatas, wonder what's up inside of 'em [03:53.167]It's sure ain't no Vicodin cause it up and excited 'em [03:55.892]But they ain't get high enough, if you ain't succeed, nigga [03:58.373]Buy again and try again [03:59.668]It's the irrational type of nigga to John Madden tackle you [04:02.571]Steal your car keys and crash your coupe in the botanical [04:05.547]Wrap you with shackles, tangle you, pull from every angle, dismantle you [04:08.791]Watch your blood mixed with mud and stain the gravel too [04:11.577]Grab and shoot, ribcage open like a parachute [04:14.575]Close range, switchblade, poke 'em if it's personal [04:17.618]Bloodstains, gold fangs, mask on, no trace [04:21.049]Murder one, closed case, stolen whip, no plates [04:23.725]Half a body in the trunk—go to prison? No way [04:26.483]Speed off the Brooklyn Bridge before I catch a cold case [04:29.551]Realize I'm the voice, for those who do not have a voice [04:32.277]So I voice my ****ing voice, I don't have a ****ing choice [04:35.583]Cold-blooded, leave some niggas, well I hope you got insurance [04:38.301]Shotgun and shorty lift 'em like the potent in my joint [04:41.325]Barrels smoking like Red Auerbach [04:43.531]Still can't believe I'm getting fed on rap [04:45.357]I don't know what's louder, the pack or the gat [04:47.963]Woo! [04:48.813]My endorphins are morphin', absorbin' energy [04:50.688]Original copy, "A Tale of Two Cities" gets read to me [04:53.338]Reading Emerson novels, eating some Belgian waffles [04:56.269]Some powder go up my nostrils, my d**k going down her tonsils [04:59.199]What's up? Play with an abacus, I've been stressing like Catholics [05:02.182]That's the shit, a bit of that happiness in my cup [05:04.881]This generation corrupt, these people brainwashed with evil [05:08.152]My music is more cerebral, exploring just what you need to [05:11.500]So this your exodus, Church of the Methodist [05:14.227]Beating up the p***y, have her screaming like a exorcist [05:18.008]Ahhhhhh [05:23.438]Absorb it through your pores, the Lord with horns, a world war [05:26.827]Whores are more hors d'oeuvres when it's a world tour [05:30.781]O'Doyle rules