[00:00.00] 作曲 : Shadrach Kabango[00:30.09]Yo[00:30.69]Big ups to 91.5 live from cold K-dub[00:33.75]Just reminding all my guys in the world to stay up[00:36.24]Never had to spray slugs so I don't play thug[00:38.61]Or try to fit with the killers like O.J.'s glove[00:41.07]Still cats love to see me like they own pay stubs[00:43.44]Out to create buzz[00:44.43]Know that S.K. can shake clubs[00:45.99]Like car thieves or golfers[00:47.43]Crazy compulsive[00:48.39]Cold killer so ill[00:49.50]I'm giving competition ulcers[00:50.97]These fierce frenetic poetics pierce the pathetic, plagues[00:53.70]My powerful prophetic phonetics penetrate[00:55.77]This renegade relic raps rugged and demonstrates[00:58.26]How to scoop honeys with nothing but that angelic face[01:00.84]Aesthetic-based waste get shredded, I set it straight[01:03.09]For the hapless half-wit homies that hesitate[01:05.46]The hellagreat, elevated skills you celebrate[01:07.95]Practice? Kid I've been this ill since seventh-grade[01:10.41]I dedicate this to my sis and the crew[01:12.48]And thanks for coming out but the competition is through[01:14.88]I gets down[01:24.84]You suckas and frauds with soft stamina don't trouble me[01:27.45]Duck or I'll damage ya on camera publicly[01:29.58]When I utter these subtleties[01:31.23]Brother please[01:32.07]I'm the biggest thing out of Canada since Pamela's double-D's[01:34.74]Colleagues and critics all apply the accolades[01:37.02]To aptly describe how my flyness fascinates[01:39.51]I activate the part of me[01:40.65]That advocates the artistry[01:41.85]The slick, sharp tongue[01:42.90]That could lacerate an artery[01:44.25]Like an axe to the heart[01:45.54]Hackin' apart cats lackin' the smarts[01:47.76]Cuz I've mastered the art[01:49.11]I synchronize my syndicate[01:50.31]For rhyme syncopation[01:51.45]Even skits that I improvise[01:52.92]Sit in syndication[01:53.85]Let my sinful syntax and simple grin flash[01:56.40]Cuz dimes fall victim when my dimples impact[01:58.89]Cats listen close for quotes or vibe to it[02:01.20]I school dudes and make guys students of my music[02:03.66]The dumb sound ****s with their mic lines muted[02:05.94]While my I.Q. is so high you couldn't fly to it[02:09.45]I get down[02:18.12]My language is used[02:19.17]To bruise and stick damages to[02:20.55]Other bands and their crews[02:21.57]'Til all their slick managers do[02:22.95]Is just bandage their wounds[02:24.03]This man is just too sick for Canada's amateurs[02:26.46]I make 'em dudes do flips like coin tosses[02:28.59]When I rip mics like loin clothes[02:30.15]Stripped off a groin[02:31.08]Join the clique or get going[02:32.61]Kid you're showing softness[02:33.69]I cross kids like Hot Sauce does[02:35.19]While impostors talk and jock like Bob Costas[02:37.74]This colossus is so pompous it's preposterous[02:40.11]I'm always jamming like Peter Tosh's rastas[02:42.45]Getting the thoughtless tossed quicker[02:44.10]Than The Moffats in a mosh pit, homes[02:45.99]I gets down like acrostic poems[02:47.73]My resources hold more forces[02:49.71]Than the torque on 400-horse Porsches[02:51.90]I contort, twist and torch kids[02:53.52]With my oral orifice[02:54.57]Til these dorks is nothing more than some scorched corpses[02:57.90]I get down[02:58.50]Yo, I get down[03:06.96]It's like I'm squeezing a glock[03:08.31]When I creep in the spot[03:09.30]People get shot back[03:10.32]Freeze and then flop, breathe and then stop[03:11.91]The way I leave 'em in shock[03:13.38]Forget radio they play my flow on "Believe It or Not!"[03:16.20]But I still don't own the keys to the drop[03:18.03]Leasin' to cop the beach with the yacht and don't foresee reaching the top[03:21.48]But that's cool 'cause I'm frequently jocked from speaking this talk[03:24.33]And plus on the streets I get props[03:25.89]Well before I leave, peace to the blocks[03:27.75]Where my people still beef with the cops[03:29.31]And get beaten a lot, it needs to get taught[03:31.32]And ask Kanye, Jesus can walk[03:33.24]Always reach for the Roc, not the heat to get cocked[03:35.52]Releasing the shot, ending a life[03:37.35]No need for the pop[03:38.82]Ya heard? Like sheep with the flock[03:40.44]I get down[03:43.47]I get down[03:44.04]I get down[03:45.30]And yo, Peace to Digs that's how I get down and yo,[03:48.12]Peace to Vee that's how I get down and yo,[03:50.61]And to the fam that's how I get down and yo