九酷音樂網(wǎng)The West Is...歌詞
The West coast is blowin up
The new innovators of style, but there's more to be uncovered
From the undiscovered regions of this sector
Addin to the circulations of monumental demos
This should definitely be stamped sure shot produce
LIKE THIS!
[Verse One]Yo whassup man to the rooftop runners
The one that's with the bass got some puff for your soul
Plus the heavy meditator still jottin down ditties but wait
An equal sum, T-mass in elevational speak
The vocal bloom while my signal was tuned
Dissect, my set level to a hoverous form
Then release, to the ear, while I watch my spirit travel
See the evil dissapear like an atomless math
Through the , which infinity is I
Where my energy is based, see I got a fat sack of space
I toned it down for a recharge of tone
Then I threw it my sack, cause my travels are wild
Plus a power that'll read through a wearer's disguise
Through an MC form I walks, as a normal man
But my estimated time of the regular digestion of a verb
Stems days uncountable to many
As a being from beyond, cuttin wax, as I break the many forms
Through a total mad account for myself
Spittin logic through a relay of words that might burn
Through a century two-ways it's clear to the eyes
Then project, with approximate, greetings that's slow
Calculated to an intricate find, and disembody that
Photo type place whenever rhyme with the one
True original phrase of words flowin with the page that's written
[Verse Two]As I blast, the last dash of my lyrical gas
I pass, a regular MC path, break them before me
How uneasy, to be the MC like B
But you know how we do this when we give U.S.C
Or , it's not me to speak in stutter
My lyrics break fast, like bread and butter
I utter, another style, meanwhile child I profiles
The funky-ass hip-hop makes you wanna break for the mic and freestyle
Uhh, but these styles ain't free
I feel the fatness on this track, the bass frequencies
Take over me, damage ya with my freaky freaky flow
Catch wreck, check ya neck, I come clean in ya speakers bro
Or sis, be you mister or miss
If you need flavor and funk in your life Sugar's what you missed
Uhh, it's not good, not Nutrasweet nor a suplement
A shot of the props, leavin suckers stuck in detriment
UHH!
[Interlude]The West Is.. "Bout to blow the **** up"（Gang Starr《I'm the Man》）
The West Is.. ??
The West Is.. ??
The West Is.. "The place to be"
The West Is.. "down"
"And I'll tell you why in just a moment"
"And now ladies and gentlemen" {*scratched repeatedly*}
[Verse Three]Here's a sure shot take from the ground techniques
Of my speak, blowin from the West
Era ninety-three is how we hit up the sticker
I glance at my ticker, it's time
To blow the text out my throat and get the oohs and ahhs
Of a applause and defeats, it gets my stand
It's how I, learned to be an MC
So take this tape, and put it witcha tape
And love it like ya breaks all smothered in the hiss
And plates of paper, to hold it all up
And I can give a **** about a industry appeal
But watch 'em all steal this style, and blow the **** up
Usin my shit
{*miscellaneous scratches*}
[Verse Four]Right, right, right
Niggas doin all that screamin, but really don't know shit doe
You see, if rap were a tree
Then my knowledge would bear fruits
And if rap ever falls, then I guess I'd be a parachute
If rap was the news
Then me, I'd be the commentary
And if rap were a fine bitch
Then I'd be Halle Berry!
If rap were a three and two pitch
Then I'd be wild
Strikin out MC's, chokin up on my style
The new innovators of style, but there's more to be uncovered
From the undiscovered regions of this sector
Addin to the circulations of monumental demos
This should definitely be stamped sure shot produce
LIKE THIS!
[Verse One]Yo whassup man to the rooftop runners
The one that's with the bass got some puff for your soul
Plus the heavy meditator still jottin down ditties but wait
An equal sum, T-mass in elevational speak
The vocal bloom while my signal was tuned
Dissect, my set level to a hoverous form
Then release, to the ear, while I watch my spirit travel
See the evil dissapear like an atomless math
Through the , which infinity is I
Where my energy is based, see I got a fat sack of space
I toned it down for a recharge of tone
Then I threw it my sack, cause my travels are wild
Plus a power that'll read through a wearer's disguise
Through an MC form I walks, as a normal man
But my estimated time of the regular digestion of a verb
Stems days uncountable to many
As a being from beyond, cuttin wax, as I break the many forms
Through a total mad account for myself
Spittin logic through a relay of words that might burn
Through a century two-ways it's clear to the eyes
Then project, with approximate, greetings that's slow
Calculated to an intricate find, and disembody that
Photo type place whenever rhyme with the one
True original phrase of words flowin with the page that's written
[Verse Two]As I blast, the last dash of my lyrical gas
I pass, a regular MC path, break them before me
How uneasy, to be the MC like B
But you know how we do this when we give U.S.C
Or , it's not me to speak in stutter
My lyrics break fast, like bread and butter
I utter, another style, meanwhile child I profiles
The funky-ass hip-hop makes you wanna break for the mic and freestyle
Uhh, but these styles ain't free
I feel the fatness on this track, the bass frequencies
Take over me, damage ya with my freaky freaky flow
Catch wreck, check ya neck, I come clean in ya speakers bro
Or sis, be you mister or miss
If you need flavor and funk in your life Sugar's what you missed
Uhh, it's not good, not Nutrasweet nor a suplement
A shot of the props, leavin suckers stuck in detriment
UHH!
[Interlude]The West Is.. "Bout to blow the **** up"（Gang Starr《I'm the Man》）
The West Is.. ??
The West Is.. ??
The West Is.. "The place to be"
The West Is.. "down"
"And I'll tell you why in just a moment"
"And now ladies and gentlemen" {*scratched repeatedly*}
[Verse Three]Here's a sure shot take from the ground techniques
Of my speak, blowin from the West
Era ninety-three is how we hit up the sticker
I glance at my ticker, it's time
To blow the text out my throat and get the oohs and ahhs
Of a applause and defeats, it gets my stand
It's how I, learned to be an MC
So take this tape, and put it witcha tape
And love it like ya breaks all smothered in the hiss
And plates of paper, to hold it all up
And I can give a **** about a industry appeal
But watch 'em all steal this style, and blow the **** up
Usin my shit
{*miscellaneous scratches*}
[Verse Four]Right, right, right
Niggas doin all that screamin, but really don't know shit doe
You see, if rap were a tree
Then my knowledge would bear fruits
And if rap ever falls, then I guess I'd be a parachute
If rap was the news
Then me, I'd be the commentary
And if rap were a fine bitch
Then I'd be Halle Berry!
If rap were a three and two pitch
Then I'd be wild
Strikin out MC's, chokin up on my style
The West Is...LRC歌詞
[00:00.000] The West coast is blowin up
[00:02.885] The new innovators of style, but there's more to be uncovered
[00:06.250] From the undiscovered regions of this sector
[00:07.825] Addin to the circulations of monumental demos
[00:10.488] This should definitely be stamped sure shot produce
[00:13.494] LIKE THIS!
[00:15.067] [Verse One]Yo whassup man to the rooftop runners
[00:18.502] The one that's with the bass got some puff for your soul
[00:21.170] Plus the heavy meditator still jottin down ditties but wait
[00:23.839] An equal sum, T-mass in elevational speak
[00:27.143] The vocal bloom while my signal was tuned
[00:29.295] Dissect, my set level to a hoverous form
[00:31.959] Then release, to the ear, while I watch my spirit travel
[00:34.785] See the evil dissapear like an atomless math
[00:37.302] Through the , which infinity is I
[00:40.062] Where my energy is based, see I got a fat sack of space
[00:42.873] I toned it down for a recharge of tone
[00:45.561] Then I threw it my sack, cause my travels are wild
[00:48.200] Plus a power that'll read through a wearer's disguise
[00:50.844] Through an MC form I walks, as a normal man
[00:53.634] But my estimated time of the regular digestion of a verb
[00:57.160] Stems days uncountable to many
[00:59.133] As a being from beyond, cuttin wax, as I break the many forms
[01:02.462] Through a total mad account for myself
[01:04.342] Spittin logic through a relay of words that might burn
[01:07.031] Through a century two-ways it's clear to the eyes
[01:09.667] Then project, with approximate, greetings that's slow
[01:12.333] Calculated to an intricate find, and disembody that
[01:15.499] Photo type place whenever rhyme with the one
[01:17.984] True original phrase of words flowin with the page that's written
[01:25.488] [Verse Two]As I blast, the last dash of my lyrical gas
[01:28.810] I pass, a regular MC path, break them before me
[01:32.299] How uneasy, to be the MC like B
[01:34.973] But you know how we do this when we give U.S.C
[01:37.140] Or , it's not me to speak in stutter
[01:40.414] My lyrics break fast, like bread and butter
[01:42.280] I utter, another style, meanwhile child I profiles
[01:44.888] The funky-ass hip-hop makes you wanna break for the mic and freestyle
[01:47.864] Uhh, but these styles ain't free
[01:49.882] I feel the fatness on this track, the bass frequencies
[01:52.373] Take over me, damage ya with my freaky freaky flow
[01:55.698] Catch wreck, check ya neck, I come clean in ya speakers bro
[01:58.556] Or sis, be you mister or miss
[02:00.929] If you need flavor and funk in your life Sugar's what you missed
[02:04.269] Uhh, it's not good, not Nutrasweet nor a suplement
[02:07.419] A shot of the props, leavin suckers stuck in detriment
[02:10.298] UHH!
[02:13.662] [Interlude]The West Is.. "Bout to blow the **** up"（Gang Starr《I'm the Man》）
[02:18.414] The West Is.. ??
[02:20.066] The West Is.. ??
[02:22.094] The West Is.. "The place to be"
[02:25.210] The West Is.. "down"
[02:30.097] "And I'll tell you why in just a moment"
[02:31.436] "And now ladies and gentlemen" {*scratched repeatedly*}
[02:40.616] [Verse Three]Here's a sure shot take from the ground techniques
[02:44.276] Of my speak, blowin from the West
[02:47.441] Era ninety-three is how we hit up the sticker
[02:49.740] I glance at my ticker, it's time
[02:51.950] To blow the text out my throat and get the oohs and ahhs
[02:55.121] Of a applause and defeats, it gets my stand
[02:57.631] It's how I, learned to be an MC
[03:00.301] So take this tape, and put it witcha tape
[03:03.459] And love it like ya breaks all smothered in the hiss
[03:06.161] And plates of paper, to hold it all up
[03:08.593] And I can give a **** about a industry appeal
[03:11.505] But watch 'em all steal this style, and blow the **** up
[03:14.861] Usin my shit
[03:17.670] {*miscellaneous scratches*}
[03:37.772] [Verse Four]Right, right, right
[03:40.255] Niggas doin all that screamin, but really don't know shit doe
[03:44.841] You see, if rap were a tree
[03:49.233] Then my knowledge would bear fruits
[03:51.861] And if rap ever falls, then I guess I'd be a parachute
[03:58.936] If rap was the news
[04:00.900] Then me, I'd be the commentary
[04:04.593] And if rap were a fine bitch
[04:07.186] Then I'd be Halle Berry!
[04:10.542] If rap were a three and two pitch
[04:12.615] Then I'd be wild
[04:15.080] Strikin out MC's, chokin up on my style
[00:02.885] The new innovators of style, but there's more to be uncovered
[00:06.250] From the undiscovered regions of this sector
[00:07.825] Addin to the circulations of monumental demos
[00:10.488] This should definitely be stamped sure shot produce
[00:13.494] LIKE THIS!
[00:15.067] [Verse One]Yo whassup man to the rooftop runners
[00:18.502] The one that's with the bass got some puff for your soul
[00:21.170] Plus the heavy meditator still jottin down ditties but wait
[00:23.839] An equal sum, T-mass in elevational speak
[00:27.143] The vocal bloom while my signal was tuned
[00:29.295] Dissect, my set level to a hoverous form
[00:31.959] Then release, to the ear, while I watch my spirit travel
[00:34.785] See the evil dissapear like an atomless math
[00:37.302] Through the , which infinity is I
[00:40.062] Where my energy is based, see I got a fat sack of space
[00:42.873] I toned it down for a recharge of tone
[00:45.561] Then I threw it my sack, cause my travels are wild
[00:48.200] Plus a power that'll read through a wearer's disguise
[00:50.844] Through an MC form I walks, as a normal man
[00:53.634] But my estimated time of the regular digestion of a verb
[00:57.160] Stems days uncountable to many
[00:59.133] As a being from beyond, cuttin wax, as I break the many forms
[01:02.462] Through a total mad account for myself
[01:04.342] Spittin logic through a relay of words that might burn
[01:07.031] Through a century two-ways it's clear to the eyes
[01:09.667] Then project, with approximate, greetings that's slow
[01:12.333] Calculated to an intricate find, and disembody that
[01:15.499] Photo type place whenever rhyme with the one
[01:17.984] True original phrase of words flowin with the page that's written
[01:25.488] [Verse Two]As I blast, the last dash of my lyrical gas
[01:28.810] I pass, a regular MC path, break them before me
[01:32.299] How uneasy, to be the MC like B
[01:34.973] But you know how we do this when we give U.S.C
[01:37.140] Or , it's not me to speak in stutter
[01:40.414] My lyrics break fast, like bread and butter
[01:42.280] I utter, another style, meanwhile child I profiles
[01:44.888] The funky-ass hip-hop makes you wanna break for the mic and freestyle
[01:47.864] Uhh, but these styles ain't free
[01:49.882] I feel the fatness on this track, the bass frequencies
[01:52.373] Take over me, damage ya with my freaky freaky flow
[01:55.698] Catch wreck, check ya neck, I come clean in ya speakers bro
[01:58.556] Or sis, be you mister or miss
[02:00.929] If you need flavor and funk in your life Sugar's what you missed
[02:04.269] Uhh, it's not good, not Nutrasweet nor a suplement
[02:07.419] A shot of the props, leavin suckers stuck in detriment
[02:10.298] UHH!
[02:13.662] [Interlude]The West Is.. "Bout to blow the **** up"（Gang Starr《I'm the Man》）
[02:18.414] The West Is.. ??
[02:20.066] The West Is.. ??
[02:22.094] The West Is.. "The place to be"
[02:25.210] The West Is.. "down"
[02:30.097] "And I'll tell you why in just a moment"
[02:31.436] "And now ladies and gentlemen" {*scratched repeatedly*}
[02:40.616] [Verse Three]Here's a sure shot take from the ground techniques
[02:44.276] Of my speak, blowin from the West
[02:47.441] Era ninety-three is how we hit up the sticker
[02:49.740] I glance at my ticker, it's time
[02:51.950] To blow the text out my throat and get the oohs and ahhs
[02:55.121] Of a applause and defeats, it gets my stand
[02:57.631] It's how I, learned to be an MC
[03:00.301] So take this tape, and put it witcha tape
[03:03.459] And love it like ya breaks all smothered in the hiss
[03:06.161] And plates of paper, to hold it all up
[03:08.593] And I can give a **** about a industry appeal
[03:11.505] But watch 'em all steal this style, and blow the **** up
[03:14.861] Usin my shit
[03:17.670] {*miscellaneous scratches*}
[03:37.772] [Verse Four]Right, right, right
[03:40.255] Niggas doin all that screamin, but really don't know shit doe
[03:44.841] You see, if rap were a tree
[03:49.233] Then my knowledge would bear fruits
[03:51.861] And if rap ever falls, then I guess I'd be a parachute
[03:58.936] If rap was the news
[04:00.900] Then me, I'd be the commentary
[04:04.593] And if rap were a fine bitch
[04:07.186] Then I'd be Halle Berry!
[04:10.542] If rap were a three and two pitch
[04:12.615] Then I'd be wild
[04:15.080] Strikin out MC's, chokin up on my style
- 歌詞名：The West Is...
- 歌手名：The Nonce
- 更新時(shí)間：2024-02-08
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歌曲名：The West Is... 歌手：The Nonce 所屬專輯：《World Ultimate》
作詞： 作曲： 發(fā)行公司：未知 發(fā)行時(shí)間：1995-01-01
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