The Who - Hieroglyphics.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Jones, Lindsey, Lindsey ...
[00:00.60] 作曲 : Teren Jones/Opio Lindsey/Pallo Peacock/Damani Thompson
[00:01.20]As long as you don't put too much on it
[00:02.13][Verse 1]
[00:21.48]Tonight we got the mic on cruise
[00:23.16]With more luck than horseshoes
[00:24.60]While we fuse together like ??
[00:26.55]'Cause we move with ten ton thrusters
[00:28.77]The cosmopolitan cosmonaut up in your knot again like aneurysms
[00:32.13]Expand with wisdom
[00:33.00]Musical mannerisms are parallel to cannibalism
[00:35.94]And animal instinct that's in sync
[00:37.95]Distinct, leavin' suckas extinct when we combine
[00:40.41]The gravity hella fine, physics of mind
[00:42.72]Inebriating, leave you gaping open
[00:45.12]Nothing's safe in Oakland
[00:46.38]It's potent and murder is the slogan but
[00:48.36]We showin' you the erosion of the stereotypical
[00:50.73]Itchin' to pull the trigger on niggas
[00:52.35]This is all original
[00:53.64]And brand new, fidgetin' with tracks that are rigid and
[00:56.10]Pigeonholin rappers while collectin' dividends at the door
[00:59.13]Ya' know [ECHOES]
[01:01.95]And that's how it goes
[01:02.88][CHORUS]
[01:05.16]Who? Who? Who? Who?
[01:05.40]Who the entertainers stompin' through like cross-trainers?
[01:07.65]Can't be no plainer
[01:09.15]YOU!
[01:09.54]The remainders couldn't never be that one
[01:11.58]Pack em in by millions attendance is platinum
[01:15.51]Who? Who? Who? Who?
[01:15.81]Who the innovators who stimulate like vibrators
[01:18.45]With rhymes so major
[01:19.65]YOU!
[01:19.92]Ya' need us to rock a show, hit the pager
[01:22.26]Niggas catch vapors when our lyrics hit the paper
[01:24.84][Verse 2]
[01:35.10]Once again in your dimension, tension personified
[01:38.01]Del and Hieroglyphics pollenize
[01:39.54]We don't apolgize for gettin' places packed back-to-back
[01:42.48]Our rank cranks just about any function
[01:44.58]While your memory file is blank
[01:46.05]No hankey-pankey jankey stuff goin'
[01:48.30]Down over here no forms of raps eroding
[01:51.21]My styles fluctuate like the Dow Jones average
[01:53.88]While they stay savage
[01:55.02]My cassette change shape and transform like ravage or rumble
[01:58.14]Make the earth crumble and seperate
[02:00.24]Fallin' to the underground
[02:01.59]Get into your head like a metal plate
[02:03.51]While you sit and wait for these niggas on TV, they hella fake
[02:06.78]Hieroglyphics, they can never escape us
[02:09.24]The eagle eye, Mach 1, three mics
[02:11.31]Yes indeed, intuition is the tool in which I use
[02:15.03]When enrichin' you with original stylistics
[02:18.24]And the Hieroglyphic ritual is too habitually blowin up
[02:21.42]With ballistic attacks
[02:23.04]Let me just deal with the facts
[02:24.75]Niggas keep it real in they raps which are not realistic
[02:28.17]Perfection and our poetical competitive edge
[02:30.81]Is just a reflection of how we feel bullshit
[02:33.12]This history's impressionist microphone specialist
[02:35.16]Catchin' bids for puttin' MCs parts in my fridge
[02:37.92]But granted quiz it to exquisite to the highest EO
[02:40.53]My prodigal product a diabolical melodics
[02:42.99]Aquatic is nautical
[02:44.19]Motion, Hiero, kenetic flotation so **** ya phony radio rotation
[02:48.18]My colossal might on the mic is optimum
[02:50.76]Hip-hop from the Sequoia Heights populous
[02:53.28]Gamma rays like Bruce Banner
[02:54.78]Phase your scanner
[02:55.80]With mind over matter I slap the curls out you girl scouts....ya know
[02:58.92][CHORUS]
[03:20.85]Who? Who? Who? Who?
[03:21.09]Are these originators rippin' cuts like sabres
[03:23.49]In the hands of Darth Vader
[03:24.99]YOU!
[03:25.32]The remainders couldn't never be that one
[03:27.36]Pack em in by millions attendance is platinum
[03:31.29]Who? Who? Who? Who? Who?
[03:31.62]Who the innovators who stimulate like vibrators
[03:34.20]With rhymes so major
[03:35.49]YOU!
[03:35.67]Ya' need us to rock a show, hit the pager
[03:38.01]Niggas catch vapors when our lyrics hit the paper
[03:41.04]Yeah, Ah
文本歌词
作词 : Jones, Lindsey, Lindsey ...
作曲 : Teren Jones/Opio Lindsey/Pallo Peacock/Damani Thompson
As long as you don't put too much on it
Tonight we got the mic on cruise
With more luck than horseshoes
While we fuse together like ??
'Cause we move with ten ton thrusters
The cosmopolitan cosmonaut up in your knot again like aneurysms
Expand with wisdom
Musical mannerisms are parallel to cannibalism
And animal instinct that's in sync
Distinct, leavin' suckas extinct when we combine
The gravity hella fine, physics of mind
Inebriating, leave you gaping open
Nothing's safe in Oakland
It's potent and murder is the slogan but
We showin' you the erosion of the stereotypical
Itchin' to pull the trigger on niggas
This is all original
And brand new, fidgetin' with tracks that are rigid and
Pigeonholin rappers while collectin' dividends at the door
Ya' know
And that's how it goes
Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who the entertainers stompin' through like cross-trainers?
Can't be no plainer
YOU!
The remainders couldn't never be that one
Pack em in by millions attendance is platinum
Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who the innovators who stimulate like vibrators
With rhymes so major
YOU!
Ya' need us to rock a show, hit the pager
Niggas catch vapors when our lyrics hit the paper
Once again in your dimension, tension personified
Del and Hieroglyphics pollenize
We don't apolgize for gettin' places packed back-to-back
Our rank cranks just about any function
While your memory file is blank
No hankey-pankey jankey stuff goin'
Down over here no forms of raps eroding
My styles fluctuate like the Dow Jones average
While they stay savage
My cassette change shape and transform like ravage or rumble
Make the earth crumble and seperate
Fallin' to the underground
Get into your head like a metal plate
While you sit and wait for these niggas on TV, they hella fake
Hieroglyphics, they can never escape us
The eagle eye, Mach 1, three mics
Yes indeed, intuition is the tool in which I use
When enrichin' you with original stylistics
And the Hieroglyphic ritual is too habitually blowin up
With ballistic attacks
Let me just deal with the facts
Niggas keep it real in they raps which are not realistic
Perfection and our poetical competitive edge
Is just a reflection of how we feel bullshit
This history's impressionist microphone specialist
Catchin' bids for puttin' MCs parts in my fridge
But granted quiz it to exquisite to the highest EO
My prodigal product a diabolical melodics
Aquatic is nautical
Motion, Hiero, kenetic flotation so **** ya phony radio rotation
My colossal might on the mic is optimum
Hip-hop from the Sequoia Heights populous
Gamma rays like Bruce Banner
Phase your scanner
With mind over matter I slap the curls out you girl scouts....ya know
Who? Who? Who? Who?
Are these originators rippin' cuts like sabres
In the hands of Darth Vader
YOU!
The remainders couldn't never be that one
Pack em in by millions attendance is platinum
Who? Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who the innovators who stimulate like vibrators
With rhymes so major
YOU!
Ya' need us to rock a show, hit the pager
Niggas catch vapors when our lyrics hit the paper
Yeah, Ah