Jon B. 《Let s Go (Interlude)》歌词

On the firing line... lock, one round load
Ready on the right? Ready on the left?
Ready on the firing line? Watch for ya targets
(Yeah, yeah, yeah...) pay attention
Welcome to the fish fry where niggaz get burnt to a crisp
Jump out the pot, "Yeah yo I got this"
Long armor, constructions on, Im pro-drama
Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers
Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas
ll come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tuts nephew gave it to me for three bags
Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out, runnin up in Saks with the Ill army
Shake feds, play dead, yo check out what Rae said
Lay on ya hands, let the Branson break bread
High energy, all my niggaz a kin to me
Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki
Beware of my enemies, yall remember me
Nikes with the low goose on and Ive been a beast
Wilding in my headphones, red in my stones
Good ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones
With water, dough, acid and gold classics
All my niggaz who pump, the spiritll jump out and grab shit
Max with the laser on em, staircase caskets (caskets)
Broke bugged thugs in the hallway maxing (maxing)
Still them 1-6-Ooh niggaz, straight up (whoa, hold up, hold up)
The nozzel aim, rip through ya frame for pocket change
Fiend for the Rush Hour 4, then pop a vein
Thousand dollar corks pop, pause or get off top
Used to be a general, just lost your spot
Animal House, two grandll handle ya mouth
Beast mode with the G-Code, cancel em out
Son, Ive seen hell, fell into the palms of Satan arms
Don that I am made em bow in the face of God
Graveyard Shifting, different day, the same thing
The name ring then the chain swing and dames cling
Money green, Maury kicks, whips and new fitteds
(It was all a dream) Advocated by the few who do live it
Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mausberg
Shorty aint a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man told me, dont be, blind to deception, only
Sharp with perfection, homey, ya mind is a weapon
Relax, you got ya muscles tight, relax
Word... Word...
First we told yall niggaz, then we showed yall niggaz, huh?
(We gon take it back with this)
By the time you get a show, weve been all around the globe, huh?
(We gon take it back with this)
Before you even had a name, you was screaming "Wu-Tang"
(We gon take it back with this)
When we was running on the block, you was under ya pops, remember
(We gon take it back with this... lets go)
Armored truck money, Shazam bangles, play the throne like
Julius Caesar, gorilla mob, slash, Killahs gaurd
Fake passports and visas, all of my goons
They be carrying spoons, because boom, he had a massive seizure
Hot chocolate lovers, guns is published
Detroit bitches out of town be dying to fuck us
This is real talk, shank lullabyes
Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue we stay hella high
Curl on the dumbell L, we cant even S-P-E-L-L MTV or TRLs
Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guarding the post
Down low in the jects, got it locked in ya area
Aint tryin to hurry up
We like rebel niggaz powdered up wilding in the streets of Liberia
No matter the crime, Im beating the case
If Im a wrong, a chair hit a judge right in his face
Shitting shanks out, come to court dates
Mittens on shines with blood Wallys thats the color of wine
Talk to me, my criminal mystique
Kick back the boards, six thousand a week
Pay homage, what the don beat, youre a minor threat
I see ya sweat roll down ya cheek
And ya soft and sweet, ya talk is pork
Get murdered in New York when I enforce the heat
And the cost aint cheap, my advice is priceless
Bring back the life that ya thought was lifeless
The Way of the Gun, son, who the nicest?
S.K., no stungun, smooth devices
Time Crisis, I played the game, low lifers
In a brawl, ripped the phones out the walls in Rikers
Vipers in the infirmary rooms with slicers
Shiesters with hate in their blood might bite ya
Fuck that bitch, ya wife dont write ya
Cancel her, buy another one just like her
Pipers in the bucket of ice taste righteous
Todays mathematics when we build in cyphers
The baby automatic kill like Air Force strikers
Im still Asiatic when I spill the hypeness
The dark, and this place will come here
Thats right!
First we told yall niggaz, then we showed yall niggaz, huh?
(We gon take it back with this)
By the time you get a show, weve been all around the globe, huh?
(We gon take it back with this)
Before you even had a name, you was screaming "Wu-Tang"
(We gon take it back with this)
When we was running on the block, you was under ya pops, remember
(We gon take it back with this... lets go)
编辑于2008/05/23更新

Jon B. 《Let s Go (Interlude)》LRC歌词

[ar:Wu Tang Clan]
[ti:Take it back]
[al:8 Diagrams]
[by:活在当下]

[Intro: movie sample (Raekwon)]
[00:01.05]On the firing line... lock, one round load
[00:04.17]Ready on the right? Ready on the left?
[00:06.70]Ready on the firing line? Watch for ya targets
[00:11.28](Yeah, yeah, yeah...) pay attention
(Raekwon:)
[00:14.99]Welcome to the fish fry where niggaz get burnt to a crisp
[00:17.33]Jump out the pot, \"Yeah yo I got this\"
[00:19.46]Long armor, constructions on, Im pro-drama
[00:21.90]Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers
[00:24.26]Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas
[00:26.77]ll come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas
[00:29.21]Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
[00:31.62]King Tuts nephew gave it to me for three bags
[00:34.06]Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
[00:36.50]Fifth out, runnin up in Saks with the Ill army
[00:39.17]Shake feds, play dead, yo check out what Rae said
[00:41.38]Lay on ya hands, let the Branson break bread
[00:43.62]High energy, all my niggaz a kin to me
[00:45.99]Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki
[00:48.39]Beware of my enemies, yall remember me
[00:50.95]Nikes with the low goose on and Ive been a beast
[00:53.53]Wilding in my headphones, red in my stones
[00:55.59]Good ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones
[00:58.17]With water, dough, acid and gold classics
[01:00.06]All my niggaz who pump, the spiritll jump out and grab shit
[01:03.08]Max with the laser on em, staircase caskets (caskets)
[01:05.58]Broke bugged thugs in the hallway maxing (maxing)
[Interlude: Inspectah Deck (movie sample)]
[01:08.39]Still them 1-6-Ooh niggaz, straight up (whoa, hold up, hold up)
(Inspectah Deck:)
[01:12.73]The nozzel aim, rip through ya frame for pocket change
[01:15.23]Fiend for the Rush Hour 4, then pop a vein
[01:17.61]Thousand dollar corks pop, pause or get off top
[01:19.99]Used to be a general, just lost your spot
[01:22.36]Animal House, two grandll handle ya mouth
[01:24.65]Beast mode with the G-Code, cancel em out
[01:27.04]Son, Ive seen hell, fell into the palms of Satan arms
[01:29.76]Don that I am made em bow in the face of God
[01:32.20]Graveyard Shifting, different day, the same thing
[01:34.56]The name ring then the chain swing and dames cling
[01:37.10]Money green, Maury kicks, whips and new fitteds
[01:39.79](It was all a dream) Advocated by the few who do live it
[01:41.84]Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mausberg
[01:44.19]Shorty aint a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
[01:46.72]Old man told me, dont be, blind to deception, only
[01:49.36]Sharp with perfection, homey, ya mind is a weapon
(Interlude: movie sample)
[01:52.18]Relax, you got ya muscles tight, relax
[01:55.33]Word... Word...
[Chorus: Method Man (U-God)]
[03:52.61][01:56.51]First we told yall niggaz, then we showed yall niggaz, huh?
[03:55.46][01:59.02](We gon take it back with this)
[03:57.47][02:00.97]By the time you get a show, weve been all around the globe, huh?
[04:00.29][02:03.81](We gon take it back with this)
[04:02.25][02:05.77]Before you even had a name, you was screaming \"Wu-Tang\"
[04:05.02][02:08.67](We gon take it back with this)
[04:07.17][02:10.69]When we was running on the block, you was under ya pops, remember
[04:09.98][02:13.56](We gon take it back with this... lets go)
(Ghostface Killah:)
[02:15.68]Armored truck money, Shazam bangles, play the throne like
[02:18.32]Julius Caesar, gorilla mob, slash, Killahs gaurd
[02:20.42]Fake passports and visas, all of my goons
[02:22.88]They be carrying spoons, because boom, he had a massive seizure
[02:25.72]Hot chocolate lovers, guns is published
[02:27.93]Detroit bitches out of town be dying to fuck us
[02:30.50]This is real talk, shank lullabyes
[02:32.24]Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue we stay hella high
[02:34.89]Curl on the dumbell L, we cant even S-P-E-L-L MTV or TRLs
[02:38.20]Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guarding the post
[02:42.44]Down low in the jects, got it locked in ya area
[02:45.02]Aint tryin to hurry up
[02:46.34]We like rebel niggaz powdered up wilding in the streets of Liberia
[02:49.22]No matter the crime, Im beating the case
[02:51.98]If Im a wrong, a chair hit a judge right in his face
[02:54.66]Shitting shanks out, come to court dates
[02:56.53]Mittens on shines with blood Wallys thats the color of wine
(U-God:)
[02:59.68]Talk to me, my criminal mystique
[03:01.81]Kick back the boards, six thousand a week
[03:04.21]Pay homage, what the don beat, youre a minor threat
[03:07.03]I see ya sweat roll down ya cheek
[03:08.96]And ya soft and sweet, ya talk is pork
[03:11.38]Get murdered in New York when I enforce the heat
[03:13.80]And the cost aint cheap, my advice is priceless
[03:16.43]Bring back the life that ya thought was lifeless
[03:18.84]The Way of the Gun, son, who the nicest?
[03:21.54]S.K., no stungun, smooth devices
[03:23.69]Time Crisis, I played the game, low lifers
[03:25.98]In a brawl, ripped the phones out the walls in Rikers
[03:28.57]Vipers in the infirmary rooms with slicers
[03:30.94]Shiesters with hate in their blood might bite ya
[03:33.44]Fuck that bitch, ya wife dont write ya
[03:35.94]Cancel her, buy another one just like her
[03:38.28]Pipers in the bucket of ice taste righteous
[03:40.67]Todays mathematics when we build in cyphers
[03:43.10]The baby automatic kill like Air Force strikers
[03:45.49]Im still Asiatic when I spill the hypeness
(Interlude: movie sample)
[03:49.20]The dark, and this place will come here
[03:51.67]Thats right!
(chorus)

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