收聽Kwame的U Gotz 2 Get Down (LP版)歌詞歌曲

U Gotz 2 Get Down (LP版)

Kwame2005年1月4日

U Gotz 2 Get Down (LP版) 歌詞

Kurt to Enterprise there seems to be no intelligent life down here

 

Now on your mark get set in effect now just do it

No matter how rough I get never let me see you sweat

Get hype nonstop go nuts just ramble

Suit up so much boom they call you Campbell

Socks or barefoot

Cut the rug but don't you bug 'cause I don't really care what

Deuces are in spin spin again

Alone or with a friend feel like a kid again

While I play the hypnotist I give your hip a twist

And if you riff with this your lip will get the fist

All violence will be silenced

Never will I slip torture or gossip

Wanna step to me come on wise up

Paragraphs paralyzed consider a fighter

Put vaseline on my lips

A-yo they call me grease lightning

Get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get

Down down down down down

 

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

 

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get

Down down down down down

Takin' my jackpot

Lend an ear here 'cause I swear I got

More action than a movie

With a conflict I evict and depict and predict I'm groovy

More

Face the master feel the calamity

I got more horrors that took place in Amityville

Flexible profile freestyle

Restrained from fame that's self-denial

 

Punks wanna battle me where they at

I turn their crews into Josie and the p***ycats

And get upset throw a fit like a fussy brat

I say Aahhh take that you dirty rat

'Cause I can stop proceed with caution yield detour

You suck so much your mic's a straw

 

Friend

 

Post help wanted Inquire within

Rape scrape torture brother who taught ya

'Cause I'm the type of brother who loves a lot of women

A lot of them out there I like to go swimmin' in them

Lose 'em or win 'em leather or denim

Love 'em or leave 'em or just befriend 'em

And um I drop science bill brother you talkin' jibberish

Chick on the tip like a thick stick of licorice

Come in the place and watch me shock the room

I make the brain cells tremble like Dr Doom

And all that's left is a skeleton

You putty buddy brother you weak as gelatin

You wanna doubt me I am Kwame

Stronger than a rapper hit with a gamma-ray

So get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get

Down down down down down

 

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get

Down down down down down

 

I got a microphone to conquer symphony to compose

Nose

 

Punks out of town originality reigns

Getting beat by the Kwam huh it's just growing pains

Mr Big Bucks I throw the mic like chucks

So I can end ya like a ninja

'Cause I can break the mic apart with a wave of my hand

With a wink it's back together again

And then defend my friends to the end

That Islam is my belief and I can back up any words that I say

And why would any rapper dare to compare or even get with me

Runs in your mind like mental telepathy

Four I'm better three instead of two I'm number one

And I've just begun

To pee on redone rerun undone beats

That can get the people chokin'

Beats but none of them get broken

Get down

 

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

You gots to get down

 

You gots to get down

You gots to get

Down down down down down

 

You gots to get down

 

You gots to get down

 

You gots to get down

 

You gots to get down

 

You gots to get

 

Down down down down down