God Lives Through 歌詞
God Lives Through - A Tribe Called Quest
Written by：John Davis/A. Muhammad/M. Taylor
Album by midnight marauders
Artist by a tribe called quest
Oh my god busta rhymes
Theres a million mcs
That claim they want some
But see I create sounds
That make your ears go numb
Peace to sayers ave yeah you know how we go
My best friend steven at the home depot
Lowerton is in the house
I cant forget southside
Walk past mcs like that girl did the pharcyde
I'm labeled as the cats meow the mc with the know how
Act like you know not now but right now
Beast of the east on mcs I have a feast
Id eat that ass like quiche crack a smile like shanice
Straight out jamaica scene jamaica queens
But you could find me out in georgia
Or anywhere in between
Now if my partners dont look good
Malik wont look good
If malik dont look good
The quest wont look good
If the quest dont look good
Then queens wont look good
But since the sounds are universal n
Ew york wont look good
Picture phife losin a battle come on get off it
Put down the microphone
Son surrender forfeit
Did I hear somethin bout a crew
What they wanna do
You better call Mr babyface
So he can bring out the cool in you
Or itll be a sad love song
Being sung by toni braxton
And ill dissect you like a fraction
Oh you wannabe top cat mcs
Ill pop you like a zit
You wanna be the champ
You more like chief some sh*t
Big up myself everytime when it comes to this
Mcs be runnin scared as if theyre watchin the exorcist
I kick more game than a crackhead from hempstead
My styles are milk man youd think that I was breast fed
You know the steelo when the diggy dawg is on the scene
I dedicate this to all the mcs outta queens
That goes for onyx ll rundmc
Akinyele nasty nas and the extra p
You need a chart straight up
And down man there ain't no other
Nuff respect to all my peeps
That made the album cover
Yo tip dont worry dunn you know
I get the party jumpin
Get on the mic and break em off
A lil lil sumthin
Yo tip dont worry dunn you know
I get the party jumpin
Get on the mic and break em off
A lil lil sumthin ooohh
Oh my god
La la la la
Doop doo do do
La la la la
Shooby doop do do
La la la la
Shooby doo do do
You know I'm on the other for the top 40
Haha you gotta do it like this
We got the funk doody don sh*t
Clearly its the bomb sh*t
So recognize me kids memorize me
Everyday I be scroungin really I be loungin
I play the down low very very incognito
Aries is my sign I know that I can rhyme
Sometimes I rhyme in riddles plus I make the hunnies wiggle
Intellect is the major some heads like to wager
The skills on the hill overlookin dollar bills
Man ya crazy thinkin you can phase me
The ab doesnt study near nonsense money
Life seems to meet me mcs seem too cheesy
With they doody ass renditions of defeatin competition
I rock to the roll man yes I'm a soul man
Betcha bottom dolla vinia will make ya holla
As ya stand at attention
Did I forget to mention
Mcs will give me twenty
If I sense that they act funny
Lyrics are abundant
Right there I sound redundant
Just mentionin the fact
That the area is fat
I dwell in the unda so hunny its no wonder
That I get plenty of tail well I even get white
Ima bet hittin head crack there money take that
Breakin niggaz off cut their bank then I'm off
While my nikes match my lil hat beat joint is mad fat
Got the cutter of the box
If a kid thinks hes ox
For tier means creator the poetry relator
Its h**p like betsy ross
Let me tell you whos the boss
La la la oh my god
La la la oh my god
La la la oh my god
Smooth it yall
La la la oh my god
La la la oh my god
La la la
La la la oh my god
L la la
Brooklyn got a zoo
Bronx got a zoo
Long island got a zoo
Long island got the zone
Jersey got a zoo
Philly got a zoo
Milwaukee got a zoo
La got a zoo
Oaktown got the zone
La la la
La la la
La la la
La la la
See I like to get down jack