Hip-Hopola-The Goats

歌手 : The Goats

专辑 : Tricks of the Shade (阴影技巧)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:42

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TXT Hip-Hopola-The Goats 文本歌词

Hip-Hopola (Explicit) - The Goats

Written by：The Goats/J. D'Angelo/M. Boyce/W. Braveman/P. Ternay/M. Stoyanoff Williams/Joe Nicolo/Oatie Kato

Ladies and gentlemen

There are seven acknowledged wonders of the world

You are about to witness the ow

To the tic toc on my clock

You know my swatch is tickin'

A finger licking on my

Fingers count the suckers vicin'

Should I be wishing that

I'm sitting while the others missin'

The rhyme is hitting now I'm dissing all

The suckers hissing the beat breaks

So you know the beat is being broke

I awoke to find another record being soaked

Should I hope and take a chance at being ton loc

Or should I freeze or in the winter wear a big coat

I got it goin' so you know I keeps it goin' on

The madd is flowing

So you know I rocks it to the morn

I'm steady tearing while the

Others steady being torn the rhyme is forgone

So you been forewarned I'll kick it quick

And keep the point sharp like a drill bit

I write the rhymes

I got 'em throwin fits

Now you can wonder how I rock

The mic so swift just ask king britt

He'll say it's just a gift I'm clocking

Props from the pops of the hip hops

Non stop I'll never drop from the knock knocks

Think not well a lot have fizzed to pop rock

It's hard to cop when your socks are locked up

In knots it's kinda crude kinda rude

Yo like ain't it dude they fed ta food and

Ya moved to a fatty groove yeah ya sued

But ya lose 'cause they left ya nude it's hard

To prove when you choose to ignite the fuse

I'm scoopin' tunes like a spoon in some ice cream

The punks feen what I mean is that they are unclean

They steady bite being trite

About some blue jeans

I've never seen but I been around the scene

I keep it silly kinda chilly

When my tongue swings when I'm down

I make a sound a kinda

Ding ding

I never sing

But I bring a groovy thing

To my group yeah the troop in which I cling

If the jim it is inside

Ya then ya know where oatie's at

The funkee music junkee jonesin'

For rhymes like it is crack

Crack of either kind it is somewhat addicting

Like the material greed and the dollars doing dickin'

Sticking to the riffing of the money grubbers

Picking if ya got outs ta sell then then ya just

Hoe'ing and tricking not like halloween

But like that little house in texas and here ya

Thought a ho was just one of the sexes

Record reps perplex us by signing

The signers so this is a blurb

For all those who carry a binder

No pager no papes no

Jism in the drapes no sam

Goody shelving their cd's or their tapes

Sticking to the hip hop like it's true as a smoker

Watching the rise and fall of some vanilla faced joker

We hear it from the green bloods we hear it from the duckers

Who are selling outs to some wack rap buying suckers

Ya got a little sick with a wheeze and a cough ya

Took a step to the cliff

Then ya tripped and ya fell off

The goats are cuttin' throats traveling misogynic

That's the way we like it funky frenetic