Blah Blah Blah - Brother Ali.mp3

Blah Blah Blah - Brother Ali.mp3
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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Brother A...
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Brother Ali
[00:06.96](feat. Slug)
[00:07.17]Get yourself together now because it's hit time
[00:11.37]Your known as the hit makers
[00:13.17]Breaker breakers, party makers
[00:15.69]They'll make your back crack, your liver quiver
[00:19.92]For all you cats, who never put more dips in your hips
[00:27.03]More cut in your strut, more glide in your stride
[00:30.00]If you don't dig that you gotta hold your soul
[00:33.00]If you don't dig this mess, you came to the wrong address
[00:36.18]Because singing might be loud and clear
[00:37.89](Brother Ali)
[00:38.37]Ayo, the music made ‘em jump back
[00:40.65]**** that, how y'all gonna contrast somethin fat, without lettin Ali touch that
[00:45.09]Gun whack, read his lips
[00:46.41]You're not serious, I got few equals and no superiors (so here he is)
[00:50.28]A seasoned veteran, an ego reckon
[00:52.17]I turn it up another notch to keep the people guessin
[00:54.66]Y'all ain't ****ing with the ahk so quit your feeble session
[00:57.24]Double teamin for the evening, so you heed the lessons
[00:59.70]So no
[01:00.27](Slug)
[01:00.39]Here we go
[01:00.78]Lookin at me like they know me
[01:02.55]Only bout as far as they drunk ass can throw me
[01:05.07]Do it, somebody's bound to catch it, no breakage
[01:07.59]Never that, we keep it basic like breakfast
[01:09.90]So taste it, the vitamins are subtle
[01:11.73]So tighten up or Slug'll, even try to decipher the puzzle
[01:14.64]But shut up though
[01:15.42](**** that, sucka jump back)
[01:17.07]I hold the game like Notre Dame, I know your dame
[01:19.08](We call her hunch back), Ali run that
[01:20.43](Brother Ali)
[01:20.73]From cats lips to gods ears
[01:22.44]We align yall punk bastards and cross hairs
[01:24.87]Applying our thug tactics till y'all scared
[01:27.27]Don't stop till your punk ass hits the back stairs (ohh yeah)
[01:30.36](Slug)
[01:30.48]**** that, jump back, yo, what's that
[01:32.52]Drippin off her nuts, wait, why she got a nut sack?
[01:35.13]You bitch rappers are she-males
[01:36.96]From the retail to the e-mail, defeat felt cause you need help
[01:40.08]Chorus (2x)
[01:40.26]Y'all need to watch and observe and then follow
[01:52.80]If we open for y'all it's still our show
[01:55.20]I hear the same ol' shit wherever I go
[01:57.42]Like Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah
[01:59.49](Brother Ali) (Slug)
[02:20.04](Rappers steppin to)
[02:21.06]ah yeah they get their dicks burned
[02:22.47]I throw a roll of quarters and cyphers and then I get learned
[02:24.66](Yo I don't care were you represent son, where's your chicks?)
[02:27.33]We'll take her out for breakfast if you want to let your lips run
[02:29.91](Slug)
[02:30.06]Listen, I know your mission, some type of magician that likes to go fishin
[02:34.02]On the mic with air tight precision, the leaders keeping tradition
[02:37.26]when you ain't even keeping the rhythm that the DJ is spinnin
[02:40.02]Calm down little camper, I've got the answers
[02:43.20]You should **** exotic dancers
[02:44.85]You should grow a pair of tits and some antlers
[02:47.13]It doesn't matter turn it up, what the **** you think that amp's for?
[02:49.68](Brother Ali)
[02:50.07]I write poems, write rhymes, write my name in the snow
[02:52.20]And I could use all of that to bend the frame of your hoe
[02:54.63]And I should but instead I'll just pay the waiter and go
[02:57.09]But if I didn't have a wife, yo your kids'll be albinos
[03:00.30]Your respect is like a stick in the grass
[03:02.28]Mean mugs and tree hugs, I'll go on about it
[03:04.68]I wear my toilet paper so that y'all can kiss my ass
[03:07.26]with your tongue out and write a love song about it
[03:09.42](Slug)
[03:09.54]Write that shit inside of your book full of funny little scribbles
[03:12.42]The love comes in vomit, the money comes in dribbles
[03:14.94]The Minnesota missiles, self taught
[03:16.92]communication, mutilation, holding pictures of your sister naked
[03:19.95](Brother Ali)
[03:20.25]Ha ha, You to drunk to walk down the stairs
[03:22.50]And now you standing here choking on my pubic hairs
[03:25.02]Telling me your name is if you think the brother cares
[03:27.36]If you keep bumping your gums, yo we can ****ing take it there
[03:29.40](Slug) (Brother Ali)
[03:29.82]Yo Make a room full of bump rocks stop and do twats
[03:32.28](Rest those shots from a cop, and ask him who's your pops)
[03:34.74]Who's you daddy, **** that, Jump back and act happy
[03:37.47](Sing my ****ing chorus before I punch you in the face)
[04:15.64](Chorus) - 2X
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