Farmers Blvd (Our Anthem)-LL Cool J
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TXT Farmers Blvd (Our Anthem)-LL Cool J 文本歌词
Farmers Blvd (Our Anthem) - LL Cool J (埃勒·酷)
Hey man don't you realize
In order for us to make this thing work man
We've got to get rid of the pimps
And the pushers and the prostitutes
Ba-ha-ha-ha
Yes yes y'all
Ah ah
That's funky
( marley marl )yeah
Hey yo marley man
( marley marl )yo what's up man
Hey yo man
You know
We was gettin busy on the album everyday
We been gettin funky but
I wanna take this jam back to farmers
Knowmsayin
( marley marl )yo let's go back on farmers
And get some of them early mc's
You used to be kickin it with back in the day
Yeah yeah yeah
( marley marl )yo let's do a jam with them
Aight bet
But first i gotta like introduce it
Youknowmsayin
Aight kick it
(farmers boulevard)
Back in the days before i was cool j
I used to hang up on the corner
Pumpin games people play
Sittin on a garbage can rhymin to my man
Talkin bout big money and future plans
I always told the brothers if i got a contract
When the money started flowin i'd be back
To do a jam against all odds
Introducing rapper 1 from farmers boulevard
Hey yo b-o-m-b bomb explosion
Attack like a cat when
I'm trapped and i'm closed in
Sharp-a** claws and i break all laws
In a while all jaws cause i'm perfect no flaws
Now i'm back to farmers on some new improved
(sh ) i'm makin moves not fakin moves
So don't you never come around here
Talkin that talk
Or walkin that walk you'll get played like a sport
Football soccer whatever you savour
You're a tramp and a pussycat ready for labor
Ha l'll have you breakin locks
I'll have you cookin fried rice in a big steel box
The type of skills that i got reigned for years
No worry or cares your crew'll she'd tears
'Hip-hip-hooray he's back ' yo save the cheers
Suckers i'm drinkin forties of beers
On the boulevard
Funky funky funky rhymes bein said here
Hey yo hey yo
Hey yo uncle l let's go
Yeah man i wanna check out my man big money grip
Yo what's up man
Kick a little somethin
Kick out the can and slam
Summertime c i a step into the jam
Reach for the mic and the punks start to fold up
And the brothers start fleein like it's a hold-up
Some step aside but a few play me close
Never worry cause the brother
Who cross me's gettin burried
And the fool who wants to deal with another dose
I see to it in a hour that the mutha is comatose
Farmers boulevard the place
Handin me a mic is like
Givin a chainsaw to leatherface
Smokin mc's in an instant
At my side bustin caps is t-boogie
My assistant
Throw that speaker in the trash
Why's that cause gangster
Boogie gave the woofer a gash
Big money grip makin you get up
Farmers crew's in effect
We never heard of a head-up
Yo yo yo
It's kinda funky out here on the boulevard yo
Yeah we livin chinese people in a turkish bath baby
Hi c over there man
Yo what's up hi c
Hi c on the scene at last to bust a funky rhyme
More than a line on time because i'm gettin mine
Never underestimate the skill of a great one
The boulevard lord shorts never take none
Another funky rapper from around the way
Leavin bodies at a party
Cause somebody gotta pay
Boy you been told put your lips on hold
All you remember is a barrel and a mouth full of gold
Spreadin terror on the street like they was in the past
Any punks on the block yo never could last
And i never feel sorry for a sucker i gained on
Any slick talker yo he's bound to get rained on
At any farmers party at my side is a mag
(one time a sucker got I'll and went out in a bodybag)
Fear will erupt through the heart of another
The farmers crew will never fall
That's word to the mother
Yo yo
It's kinda funky out here
Yo yo yo hi c
Yo man y'all kinda funky out here yo
I was -
Yo what's up
9 years ago man
Youknowmsayin
Farmers boulevard baby
Yo i was kinda -
I was kinda stagnant to sleep on it
But yo l
Won't you - won't you sum it all up for the people aight
Aight let me sum this up
Now you heard the brothers speakin
Bout the street that we're from
Rhymes hittin beats kickin you can't get none
F-a-r-m-e-r-s passin the test
Marley marl in the background doin the rest
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do do-ti-la-so-fa-mi-re-do kato
Get up out my face before i play you like play-doh
I did a jam against all odds
And it was dedicated to farmers boulevard
(farmers boulevard)
Keep on
(farmers boulevard)
To the beat y'all
A funky beat y'all
Yes yes y'all
You don't stop
