Scar Tissue - Ghostface Killah/Nas.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Dennis Coles/Nasir Jones
[00:07.750]Uh
[00:09.153]Bottles of sangria
[00:10.380]Mobsters jumping out of trucks like a consigliere
[00:13.161]Pasta, prawns over lobsters
[00:15.148]Oysters, diamond chips, smothered all in the fish into cold boxes
[00:18.957]Tractor trailers, old drug dealers
[00:20.987]Got me feeling like Gotti the way they bug the ceilings
[00:23.863]One rogue came in to box my appearance
[00:26.252]You frontin', takin' everything off, it's straight clearance
[00:28.763]Jewels, cash, couple **** from Nebraska
[00:31.114]You soakin' in epsom salt the day after
[00:34.163]An ill murder game is what they told me
[00:35.908]Keep reaching when it's not on me, we ain't homies
[00:38.820]We ain't partners, ****, you's a target
[00:40.959]So much gun clicking, they kick us out of apartments
[00:44.126]Everything steaming, Yapp City mode
[00:46.292]You ever seen coke rock up on a pretty stove?
[01:04.920]Stop beefing with that ****, you could talk to me
[01:07.655]If you really like that, you could walk with me
[01:10.033]You could spar with me
[01:11.566]If you take two to the head by mistake, pardon me
[01:15.284]Payback's a b***h, ain't it?
[01:16.757]Thats why I don't talk to ****, I'm good, I ain't gettin' acquainted
[01:19.960]Middle finger to the judge, we still killin' the plaintiff
[01:22.492]We Staten Island ****, we don't got to explain it, nah
[01:25.113]Harlem Shake **** for they pockets, stay tuned
[01:27.780]For more faggot **** coming out the closet
[01:30.042]Rockin' fake Dior
[01:31.359]Any change made on this ground
[01:32.760]Out of respect, you should break me off
[01:34.860]Word, I stay stylin', silks, Ballys, and raw denim
[01:37.532]Get your head wrapped in plastic, I'll Boar's Head 'em
[01:40.333]Read **** up and down like the court's read 'em
[01:42.656]Spit acid on everything, strong venom
[01:45.622]Sheesh
[01:47.645]Ghostface Killah!
[01:50.058]Staten Island QB
[01:52.712]This what we doin'!
[02:01.325]Indubitably, some **** are stupid to me
[02:03.671]Or should I refrain from calling some brothers out of they names?
[02:06.534]'Cause a king only qualify for some
[02:08.671]You can't call us all kings, not everybody is one
[02:11.332]Yo, this verse is like shrooms and rum
[02:13.157]Levitating out of my body or somethin'
[02:15.052]Woke up uptown in '67
[02:16.997]At Smalls Paradise, candle lights
[02:18.758]Where I saw my man, Bumpy Ellsworth, and his wife
[02:21.439]Queens representer like Prince Gerald Miller
[02:23.882]Free that man, plus LO
[02:25.759]Nothing bigger than Ghostface and Esco
[02:28.513]Legal Mexican cartel money, call me Arnesco
[02:31.604]Guzman, Lopez, Garcia
[02:33.766]Gold plated AKs, lethal when you see us
[02:36.481]Between the fingers, smokin' on a thousand dollar blunt
[02:39.165]Tell these suckers I got everything they want

文本歌词

作曲 : Dennis Coles/Nasir Jones
Uh
Bottles of sangria
Mobsters jumping out of trucks like a consigliere
Pasta, prawns over lobsters
Oysters, diamond chips, smothered all in the fish into cold boxes
Tractor trailers, old drug dealers
Got me feeling like Gotti the way they bug the ceilings
One rogue came in to box my appearance
You frontin', takin' everything off, it's straight clearance
Jewels, cash, couple **** from Nebraska
You soakin' in epsom salt the day after
An ill murder game is what they told me
Keep reaching when it's not on me, we ain't homies
We ain't partners, ****, you's a target
So much gun clicking, they kick us out of apartments
Everything steaming, Yapp City mode
You ever seen coke rock up on a pretty stove?
Stop beefing with that ****, you could talk to me
If you really like that, you could walk with me
You could spar with me
If you take two to the head by mistake, pardon me
Payback's a b***h, ain't it?
Thats why I don't talk to ****, I'm good, I ain't gettin' acquainted
Middle finger to the judge, we still killin' the plaintiff
We Staten Island ****, we don't got to explain it, nah
Harlem Shake **** for they pockets, stay tuned
For more faggot **** coming out the closet
Rockin' fake Dior
Any change made on this ground
Out of respect, you should break me off
Word, I stay stylin', silks, Ballys, and raw denim
Get your head wrapped in plastic, I'll Boar's Head 'em
Read **** up and down like the court's read 'em
Spit acid on everything, strong venom
Sheesh
Ghostface Killah!
Staten Island QB
This what we doin'!
Indubitably, some **** are stupid to me
Or should I refrain from calling some brothers out of they names?
'Cause a king only qualify for some
You can't call us all kings, not everybody is one
Yo, this verse is like shrooms and rum
Levitating out of my body or somethin'
Woke up uptown in '67
At Smalls Paradise, candle lights
Where I saw my man, Bumpy Ellsworth, and his wife
Queens representer like Prince Gerald Miller
Free that man, plus LO
Nothing bigger than Ghostface and Esco
Legal Mexican cartel money, call me Arnesco
Guzman, Lopez, Garcia
Gold plated AKs, lethal when you see us
Between the fingers, smokin' on a thousand dollar blunt
Tell these suckers I got everything they want