[00:00.000] 作曲 : R. Wilson/A. Brown/C. Wilson/L. Wilson/Q. Atkinson/J. Auyeung
[00:17.10]From the start to the finish
[00:18.30]I'ma bark on contenders
[00:19.72]Wanna tarnish my image
[00:21.25]I can't promise forgiveness
[00:22.75]See I was never like this
[00:24.28]My mom's would never like this
[00:25.85]And y'all was never like us
[00:27.42]That's why y'all never liked us
[00:28.98]See I might take your style
[00:30.31]Flip it back, make it crack
[00:31.74]Sell a couple mil get some stacks
[00:33.27]Here you go now take it back
[00:34.66]I'm spittin lines of fire
[00:36.31]I'm in the line of fire
[00:37.96]Designer attire, makin me a sign of desire
[00:40.87]I just rhyme to inspire, your favorite line supplier
[00:43.98]I run through fan's signs and landmines the size of tires
[00:47.03]How many minds inquire, I got mines and acquired
[00:50.13]Enough props to make y'all resign and retire
[02:29.80][01:41.41][00:53.17]Now hold on, and just stomp stomp
[02:35.18][01:46.87][00:58.18]Get your hands off me
[02:36.05][01:47.53][00:59.32]Now hold on, and just stomp stomp
[02:40.98][01:52.65][01:03.99]Get your hands off me
[01:05.94]This is hot as it gets, your ****'s not as intense
[01:08.13]My flow got 'em convinced, they ain't got at 'em since
[01:11.21]My back's against the wall
[01:12.86]So if I turn and flee and run from what's in front of me
[01:15.60]That won't make no sense at all
[01:17.25]This for my dons and divas, haters and non-believers
[01:20.38]They just try'na deceive us like Judas dishonored Jesus
[01:23.45]Why you try'na critique this, don't take kindness for weakness
[01:26.57]Leave you behind the speakers, body minus some pieces
[01:29.51]You got records to sell, I got records to break
[01:32.49]You will never excel against me measure the rate
[01:35.60]I got too much at stake I just follow my fate
[01:38.66]Annihilate and dominate and I ain't even try'na wait
[01:53.91]While you hang out, I bang out
[01:55.21]Make moves like shots rang out
[01:56.49]Wanna know, what my slang 'bout
[01:57.93]They be like, "Shut your damn mouth"
[01:59.53]Your chances are slim, makin' advances on Jin
[02:01.18]While you, shootin' the breeze, I'm dancin' with the wind
[02:05.60]This is not your, ordinary
[02:07.10]My style, sort of varies
[02:08.68]Slaughter you, then your crew
[02:10.08]Cause you know, the more the merry
[02:11.62]You already know the outcome, so how come you doubt son
[02:14.65]("I'm goin' out by any means necessary" - Malcolm)
[02:17.08]Hip-hop without Jin is like, shootouts without guns
[02:21.03]Churches without nuns, bankers without funds
[02:23.81]Smokin' without lungs, cities without slums
[02:27.09]My fans force me, get your ******' hands off me