收聽A Tribe Called Quest的God Lives Through歌詞歌曲

God Lives Through

A Tribe Called Quest1993年11月9日

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