[00:00.00] 作曲 : Jack Palmer/Ryan Lewis/Cab Calloway/Chris Martin/Buster Harding/Ben Haggerty/JOSHUA ROBERT RAWLINGS/Lawrence Kresone[00:12.33]I used to work at Subway[00:13.15]Seven bucks an hour wasn’t much money[00:15.90]But I be rapping and kicking it on my lunch break[00:18.99]Like “I'mma make it out this ************ one day”[00:21.71]I was in the back, back seat of the bus before a bluetooth[00:24.17]Got the boombox and a blunt, bootlegger deuce-deuce[00:27.46]H on my crew, we get drunk, a little cuckoo[00:29.99]Type of dudes who square up and knock a tooth loose[00:32.86]Quick to the basement, the, the, the basement[00:35.41]That is the window I’m planning to vacate with[00:38.25]Pops put on bars just in case somebody breaks in[00:40.94]That’s not gonna stop me from getting to the pavement[00:43.88]Shh, meeting Jerome at the bus stop[00:47.08]I got the bigger roll, paranoid buck cops[00:49.57]And all my city’s known for grunge, flannel, puck rock[00:52.16]And a bunch of Sub Pop, I was on that Buckshot[00:54.74]Window to window and wall to wall[00:57.21]Can of Krylon, we out to bomb[00:59.84](Buckshot)[01:00.75]Four in the morning I'm with the squad[01:02.70]There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go[01:05.33]Window to window and wall to wall[01:07.97]Can of Krylon, we out to bomb[01:10.62]Four in the morning I'm with the squad[01:13.33]There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go[01:16.61]Just copped that new Boot Camp tape[01:19.48]The neighbors keep complaining ‘bout too much bass[01:21.62]Bang, bang, let me do my thing[01:24.40]Give me two cans and you gon’ know my name[01:27.38]You don’t want to get involved[01:28.71]You know I be on these overpasses burning bridges, dog[01:31.62]You know I be dippin' through these alleys tryna diss the law[01:34.35]Sixteen with Adidas on[01:35.54]I’m too speedy for police I’m chiefin' through these streets, I’m gone[01:38.34]I got game, don’t need to talk anymore[01:40.62]Boppity-bo, tippity-toppity, I pop me some more[01:43.26]I was underground where he came from and he pop out a hole[01:46.05]Cracked the top back on the flat black aerosol[01:48.88]I woke up in the morning and I had a vision[01:51.51]These suit and ties got the nerve to call it vandalism[01:54.42]They hella mad, say my art is really bad for business[01:57.02]But I'mma paint a better world until the cans are empty[02:00.17]Now let it drip, let it drip[02:02.25]If they catch me doing dirt I’ll plead the fifth[02:05.19]I pop a top, I brought my Glock[02:07.42]Speakers bumpin’, I was on that Buckshot[02:10.86]Window to window and wall to wall[02:13.57]Can of Krylon, we out to bomb[02:15.93](Buckshot)[02:16.66]Four in the morning I'm with the squad[02:18.87]There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go[02:21.55]Chill-chill-chilin' with the crew[02:24.62]Just writing my name in graffiti on the wall[02:27.48]Who-who-who is he?[02:29.75](Yeah, knowledge reigns supreme)[02:30.93]Got the world following the...[02:33.26]Turn up the CD or turn up the TV[02:35.33]Turn up your T-A-P-E, turn your phone up, crank up the PC[02:37.98]See, my boys are really PC if you’re talking graffiti[02:40.76]See, we call it aerosol art when we splatter the city[02:43.63]I got twenty five cans in my napsack[02:45.82]Crossing out the whick-whack[02:47.30]TIOS’s ain’t even get that[02:49.19]Fat tips and black books, yo, we rep that[02:51.68]149th street bench is where we slept at[02:54.47]Clep-clap, clep-clap, clep-clap, clep-clap[02:57.56]Those are not my words, the spray can said that[03:00.21]Where them reds at, or them green turquoise?[03:02.72]Where my real graf writers? Make some noise[03:05.51]Chill-chill-chilin' with the crew[03:08.23]Just writing my name in graffiti on the wall[03:10.85]Who-who-who is he?[03:13.49](Macklemore)[03:14.95]Got the world following the...[03:16.68](Buckshot, shot, shot, shot)[03:28.65]