Shaolin Vs Lama - Wu-Tang Clan/Mathematics.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Corey Woods/Jason Richard Hunter
[00:00.616] 作曲 : Ronald M. Bean
[00:01.232][Intro]
[00:04.333]How dare you challenge me?
[00:06.966]Come here, tiger!
[00:30.965]I think it's time we went deep into the archives
[00:33.733]No one is allowed to enter the sacred foe
[00:36.349][Verse 1: Raekwon]
[00:36.709]This Alaskan n***a approached me
[00:41.021]He had suede on
[00:42.133]Caesar had half moon, had his grain on
[00:44.045]Five, six, drop
[00:45.613]Pressing Barbados, stacked potatoes
[00:47.430]Rockin' rich shit, had Play-Doh
[00:49.341]What's your name? Louis Rich the third
[00:51.797]Bet you heard rap for that kid
[00:53.661]Follow your burn
[00:54.661]Now we speak
[00:55.629]Took off my hat, waves leakin'
[00:57.335]Beat that n***a, actin' like he know about Reef
[00:59.837]Still unsure other than that
[01:01.613]Feel more than safe, let money fade
[01:03.837]I got three, more than Zayn
[01:05.205]Rolled up
[01:06.070]Bought a n***a with front, rolled up
[01:08.749]Threw the medallion out
[01:09.669]Rocks all rolled up
[01:10.837]Who should beat this?
[01:11.949]Money grabbin' his drink
[01:12.981]Bumpin' the Leafs
[01:13.933]That's Chico, yo, what up with Rico?
[01:15.637]He's chillin'
[01:16.421]Lanced at his n***a with the Rams at
[01:18.485]Check the stands then check where his hands at
[01:20.967]Truth is gorgeous
[01:22.373]Priceless shit, that's foolish
[01:23.517]Fifteen thousand in the trunk
[01:25.319]He asked for Louis' cat
[01:26.669]Beat trapped his burner
[01:28.069]Shots released like a new single
[01:29.629]Except one touch to guard
[01:31.109]He's emotional
[01:32.383]Throwin' them shots like they promotional
[01:34.101]Shorty run from the door
[01:35.661]Hit the floor commotion, won't stop playin'
[01:37.647]Bangin' on the door, something crazy
[01:39.829]He had an 80 and a cat hand
[01:41.597][Chorus]
[01:42.445]Stay still kid
[01:43.133]The n****s over there want drama
[01:44.518]Hold your head, sorta like Wu versus llama
[01:47.357]Grab the Ether
[01:48.845]Salute them n****s, you got shit
[01:50.069]Calico pop shit
[01:51.485]Rap burglar rock shit
[01:52.373][Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]
[01:52.733]You're being watched like you're new on the block
[01:54.493]From rooftop
[01:55.269]Get your blues on
[01:56.357]It's hot, shots pop, the music stop
[01:57.885]Party's over, roll soldier
[01:59.637]Move focus closer
[02:00.573]Shot the lights out
[02:01.817]Struck the bouncer in the soda
[02:03.289]Hard times to roll nine
[02:04.633]They can't control the matches
[02:05.785]Scream for Wu
[02:06.617]Backstage we slingin' V.I.P. passes
[02:08.273]Lions be takin' place with the clans
[02:10.873]So they face the fans
[02:13.625]Slow they pace
[02:14.097]Get your blood roll, **** the 5-0
[02:15.802]They want it done though
[02:16.849]B*****s gettin' trampled
[02:18.121]N****s wildin' in the front row
[02:19.185]Fire marshal catchin' beat down
[02:20.657]Tryin' to cut my sound
[02:21.969]Radio dispatchin' backup
[02:23.401]Bustin' round without intermission
[02:24.969]From a crowd's position
[02:26.610]Bullets ricocheted off the strobe light
[02:28.816]Strikin' Christian
[02:29.657]A n***a slipped in the fam' munition
[02:31.609]To bust back, knock that
[02:33.097]Them out of town cats to take the rack
[02:34.841]It's war on the dance floor, quarter to four
[02:37.289]Before we build off, they tried to seal off the back door
[02:40.083]Cats wore the beach
[02:41.737]Hopped my suit down the side streets
[02:43.169]Signed off my getaway jeep
[02:44.689]Grabbed the front glass and flew the headrest off the passenger seat
[02:47.921]I grabbed the heat, ditched the whip and then escaped on feet
[02:50.417]While the locals interrogated for names and photos
[02:53.209]Worked with five foes, swappin' info for dough
[02:55.554][Chorus]
[02:56.145]Stay still kid
[02:57.001]The n****s over there want drama
[02:58.465]Hold your head, sorta like Wu versus llama
[03:01.241]Grab the Ether
[03:03.433]Salute them n****s, you got shit
[03:04.617]Calico pop shit
[03:05.472]Rap burglar rock shit
[03:06.721]The n****s over there want drama
[03:10.793]Hold your head, sorta like Wu versus llama
[03:11.945]Grab the Ether
[03:14.153]Salute them n****s, you got shit
[03:15.633]Rap burglar rock shit

文本歌词

作词 : Corey Woods/Jason Richard Hunter
作曲 : Ronald M. Bean
How dare you challenge me?
Come here, tiger!
I think it's time we went deep into the archives
No one is allowed to enter the sacred foe
This Alaskan n***a approached me
He had suede on
Caesar had half moon, had his grain on
Five, six, drop
Pressing Barbados, stacked potatoes
Rockin' rich shit, had Play-Doh
What's your name? Louis Rich the third
Bet you heard rap for that kid
Follow your burn
Now we speak
Took off my hat, waves leakin'
Beat that n***a, actin' like he know about Reef
Still unsure other than that
Feel more than safe, let money fade
I got three, more than Zayn
Rolled up
Bought a n***a with front, rolled up
Threw the medallion out
Rocks all rolled up
Who should beat this?
Money grabbin' his drink
Bumpin' the Leafs
That's Chico, yo, what up with Rico?
He's chillin'
Lanced at his n***a with the Rams at
Check the stands then check where his hands at
Truth is gorgeous
Priceless shit, that's foolish
Fifteen thousand in the trunk
He asked for Louis' cat
Beat trapped his burner
Shots released like a new single
Except one touch to guard
He's emotional
Throwin' them shots like they promotional
Shorty run from the door
Hit the floor commotion, won't stop playin'
Bangin' on the door, something crazy
He had an 80 and a cat hand
Stay still kid
The n****s over there want drama
Hold your head, sorta like Wu versus llama
Grab the Ether
Salute them n****s, you got shit
Calico pop shit
Rap burglar rock shit
You're being watched like you're new on the block
From rooftop
Get your blues on
It's hot, shots pop, the music stop
Party's over, roll soldier
Move focus closer
Shot the lights out
Struck the bouncer in the soda
Hard times to roll nine
They can't control the matches
Scream for Wu
Backstage we slingin' V.I.P. passes
Lions be takin' place with the clans
So they face the fans
Slow they pace
Get your blood roll, **** the 5-0
They want it done though
B*****s gettin' trampled
N****s wildin' in the front row
Fire marshal catchin' beat down
Tryin' to cut my sound
Radio dispatchin' backup
Bustin' round without intermission
From a crowd's position
Bullets ricocheted off the strobe light
Strikin' Christian
A n***a slipped in the fam' munition
To bust back, knock that
Them out of town cats to take the rack
It's war on the dance floor, quarter to four
Before we build off, they tried to seal off the back door
Cats wore the beach
Hopped my suit down the side streets
Signed off my getaway jeep
Grabbed the front glass and flew the headrest off the passenger seat
I grabbed the heat, ditched the whip and then escaped on feet
While the locals interrogated for names and photos
Worked with five foes, swappin' info for dough
Stay still kid
The n****s over there want drama
Hold your head, sorta like Wu versus llama
Grab the Ether
Salute them n****s, you got shit
Calico pop shit
Rap burglar rock shit
The n****s over there want drama
Hold your head, sorta like Wu versus llama
Grab the Ether
Salute them n****s, you got shit
Rap burglar rock shit