Trouble Man - Juggaknots.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : Juggaknots
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Juggaknots
[00:40.62]I declare war, the jaw becomes a rappifying weapon
[00:43.35]If you step in when your draws get mobbed behind enemy lines
[00:46.20]You become a sitting duck but ****, I ain't giving 'em living trifle
[00:49.17]The pen and pad becomes a 12-gauge rifle
[00:51.42]This is no laughing matter
[00:52.65]Step into this you step in a minefield, your body scatters
[00:55.53]Your people try picking up the pieces
[00:57.45]But only corny niggas, the attack from a brother like the Buddy never ceases
[01:01.56]Without a moment of silence the violence thickens
[01:03.87]So if you ain't got it together you slim pickings
[01:06.33]Shorts and prisoners are never taken if you faking
[01:08.88]All the booty competition, I'm a bag **** a white flag
[01:11.82]Get down and dirty like a brother in the trench
[01:13.86]Leave a nigga dead and stinking as he wonders what his stench is
[01:16.98]I'm busting clip after clip my artillery will funk on the punk
[01:20.28]When ya wanna test my shit
[01:22.23]Interlude: *horns and scratches*
[01:24.03]Verse 2: Breeze Brewin
[01:42.60]Damn it to hell is it, I feel my brain swell like meningitis
[01:45.27]With the slightest mind motion, giving me the notion
[01:47.52]That I got it bad I think I got a brain tumor, brain rumor
[01:50.28]Such a pain to analyze the strain and then understand it
[01:52.77]The seed was planted.. that shit is ill but still
[01:54.99]The thought I'm loving got the dome growing
[01:56.70]With the biscuit in the oven, shoving nothing but the nutrients
[01:59.52]My diet to support me, a whiff of the spliff
[02:01.98]A guzzle of the forty to inspire fire thought
[02:04.44]To the mic there was marriage, causing competition
[02:06.66]Verbal miscarriage of the mental fetus
[02:08.61]Greet us with the rugged rhythm then I'm showing
[02:10.68]I think I feel my water breaking thus I'm flowing
[02:12.90]Timing my contractions, concentrating on my breathing
[02:15.27]Heaving curses at the father he has the funk
[02:17.07]Cause if I flunk my shit ain't living
[02:18.39]Pushing giving every bit of what I'm worth
[02:20.25]And as the Brewing drops the lyrical, the miracle of birth
[02:24.45]Interlude: *horns and scratches*
[02:30.27]Verse 3: Buddy Slim
[02:43.20]I be the sick ass brother, nasty ass nigga
[02:46.11]A phony mother****er grave digger
[02:47.97]I know this sounds rough, but I had enough to funk
[02:50.31]So part of me the heart of me
[02:51.81]So if you corny nigga, it's like clogging up my artery
[02:54.30]You cutting circulation, so now it's do or die
[02:56.64]While niggas always try to test my shit
[02:58.86]Only preservation of the funk is why I kick this
[03:01.35]As I give a simple diagnosis of the sickness
[03:03.93]Verse 4: Breeze Brewin
[03:04.38]Now upon the fruits of my labor, your ear feasts
[03:06.51]The beast from within, it's some shit, ain't it
[03:08.70]The picture painted, from the use of a noun and a verb
[03:11.46]Might disturb we make you say, Damn that nigga's crazy
[03:14.40]Well, if we crazed, deranged, well, then we fit in
[03:16.77]If you say the world's a normal place, who the **** you kidding
[03:19.56]Your mind's blind if you say you haven't seen this
[03:21.72]As I walk the fine line between insanity and genius
[03:24.39]Interlude: *horns and scratches*