[00:00.000] 作词 : 2Pac/R. Brown/D. Arnaud
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 2Pac/R. Brown/D. Arnaud
[00:08.374]【Verse 1: Daz Dillinger】
[00:11.246]You find a MC like me who's strong
[00:13.629]Leavin' mother****ers aborted with no verbal support
[00:16.237]And when I command the microphone
[00:17.629]I get deadly as Khan, though
[00:19.301]With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm all those
[00:21.615]Who can withstand the more power I gain?
[00:24.118]And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck yo' brain
[00:26.598]Imagine and keep on wishin' upon a star
[00:29.199]Finally realizin' who the **** we are
[00:31.646]When I penetrate, it's been withstandin', faded
[00:34.101]Would it be the greatest MC of all-time? When I created rhyme
[00:37.062]For the simple fact, when I attack I crush your pride
[00:39.693]Our intention to ride, every time, all night
[00:42.006]I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
[00:44.694]For me to put down my guard, I'm faced what I'ma ride
[00:47.318]Breakin' in gas with the '68 all day
[00:49.709]In-and-out with my pay, I'm soon to count the bodies
[00:52.109]【Verse 2: 2Pac】
[00:52.445]So mandatory my elevation, my lyrics like orientation
[00:55.141]So you can be more familiar with the b***h you facin'
[00:58.094]We must be patient, nothin' better than communication
[01:00.622]Known to damage and highly flammable, like gas stations
[01:03.126]Sorry, I left that ass waitin', no more procrastination
[01:05.997]Give up to fate and get that ass shakin'
[01:08.053]I'm bustin' and makin' mother****ers panic
[01:10.053]Don't take your life for granted
[01:11.677]Put that ass in the dirt, you swear the b***h was planted
[01:13.206]My lyrics motivate the planet
[01:15.189]It's similar to "Rhythm Nation", but thugged out, forgive me, Janet
[01:18.302]Who's in control? I'm activatin' your souls
[01:20.902]You know the way the games gettin' told
[01:22.981]Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine
[01:25.789]Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind
[01:28.533]Bear witness to the nigga rhyming I wrot
[01:31.093]Takin' off my coat, clearin' my throat
[01:33.454]【Chorus: Method Man】
[01:33.703]I got my mind made up, come on
[01:36.070]Get in, get into
[01:37.726]Let it ride, tonight's the night
[01:44.173]I got my mind made up, come on
[01:46.669]Get in, get into
[01:49.229]Let it ride, tonight's the night
[01:53.375]【Verse 3: Kurupt】
[01:54.070]Well, I comes through with two packs of the bomb prophylacs
[01:57.134]For protection, so my ****ing sack won't collapse
[01:59.701]'Cause nowadays, shit's evadin' the X-rays
[02:02.093]Sendin' young mother****ers to an early grave
[02:04.933]I wonder if my terrifyin' tactics of torturin' MCs
[02:08.301]Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
[02:10.382]Electrifyin' like thunder, I'm just too much
[02:12.662]Rough and raw with that mother****in' poisonous touch
[02:14.998]I'm an MC with lyrics that's the ****ing Bombay
[02:17.589]You got ten steps before instant death like Bai Mei
[02:20.239]My rhymes'll leave a mark on your mind
[02:22.901]As the deadly virus spread through your head like Sand Palm
[02:25.661]There's no escape, nah, I ain't blastin'
[02:27.766]I use my mental to assassinate assassins for those askin'
[02:30.806]Opposed to laughin', raw maniacal villain
[02:33.262]Laughter enhances the chances of the killin'
[02:35.885]Why is that? 'Cause smilin' faces deceive
[02:38.335]You best believe: to MCs, I'm the deadliest disease
[02:40.861]My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
[02:43.509]Your whole camp's under siege, and I'm Jason Voorhees
[02:46.182]In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mics
[02:48.798]My verbal snipe your vocabs on site
[02:51.205]I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
[02:53.829]So all my rhymes hit and split the bricks on the wall
[02:56.573]You already have an idea about the superior sphere
[02:59.085]The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the Equator
[03:01.726]I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
[03:04.038]To L.A., on the spot where I rock and bust like straps
[03:06.910]As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
[03:09.477]Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat
[03:11.965]【Verse 4: Method Man】
[03:12.190]**** you losers!
[03:13.261]While you fake jacks, I makes maneuvers
[03:14.689]Like niggas stickin' up (Jews) with German (Lugers)
[03:16.981]The mister Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
[03:19.774]Will be back after this message, don't touch the dial
[03:22.270]Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
[03:25.038]Got my gun powder and my musket—blaow!
[03:27.861]Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellan
[03:31.133]Half of my clan's repeat felons
[03:33.133]Niggas best protect they joints for nine-nickels
[03:35.293]Man, I stay on point like icicles
[03:37.782]Now, who wanna test Tical, the tes-ticals
[03:40.278]All up in your mother****in' mouth
[03:42.926]Headbanger boogie, catch me on tour with Al Doogie
[03:45.685]Method Man rolled too tight, you can't pull me
[03:48.070]Better take one and pass or that's that ass
[03:50.677]Your vital statistics are low and fallin' fast
[03:53.461]Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash
[03:55.950]Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[03:58.086]【Verse 5: Redman】
[03:58.470]Ayo, lyrical gat spittin' the criminal tactics
[04:00.990]Non-believers get my shit and genitals backwards
[04:03.813]Let's face it, there's no replacement
[04:05.997]Taste this mad underground basement shit I'm laced with
[04:09.013]Avalanche on your whole camp when I'm splifted
[04:11.637]Funk Doctor, who? Spock, b***h, don't get it twisted
[04:14.134]I got connects like Federal Express
[04:16.502]To get the fresh package of bless the dogs can't fetch
[04:19.231]Got the clear spot from the rear block
[04:21.656]To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men, I fear not
[04:24.453]Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop
[04:26.573]Since your crew suit you to shift
[04:28.325]Now, you claim that your gears locked
[04:29.869]Whiff this underground shit
[04:32.158]I'm dangerous like John the Bomb, sexyst
[04:34.638]Flip MCs like ki's
[04:36.198]My degrees freeze consecutively, like EPMD LPs
[04:40.158]Lick off a shot and hit your fam by mistake
[04:42.510]So I erase the whole front row at the wake
[04:45.157]I planned my escape in case Jake wanna snake
[04:47.581]Bust it, I'm the one pushin' the hearse, in the first place
[04:50.726]Confidence for you shaky-ass folks
[04:52.838]Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
[04:55.198]Choke off this antidote, got you ope
[04:58.373]Get roast by my lyrical Billy Dee .45 Colt
[05:01.093](And I'm out for nine-nickel)
[05:02.135]【Outro: Inspectah Deck】
[05:02.325]I-N-S the Rebel

作词 : 2Pac/R. Brown/D. Arnaud
作曲 : 2Pac/R. Brown/D. Arnaud
【Verse 1: Daz Dillinger】
You find a MC like me who's strong
Leavin' mother****ers aborted with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone
I get deadly as Khan, though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm all those
Who can withstand the more power I gain?
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck yo' brain
Imagine and keep on wishin' upon a star
Finally realizin' who the **** we are
When I penetrate, it's been withstandin', faded
Would it be the greatest MC of all-time? When I created rhyme
For the simple fact, when I attack I crush your pride
Our intention to ride, every time, all night
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced what I'ma ride
Breakin' in gas with the '68 all day
In-and-out with my pay, I'm soon to count the bodies
【Verse 2: 2Pac】
So mandatory my elevation, my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with the b***h you facin'
We must be patient, nothin' better than communication
Known to damage and highly flammable, like gas stations
Sorry, I left that ass waitin', no more procrastination
Give up to fate and get that ass shakin'
I'm bustin' and makin' mother****ers panic
Don't take your life for granted
Put that ass in the dirt, you swear the b***h was planted
My lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to "Rhythm Nation", but thugged out, forgive me, Janet
Who's in control? I'm activatin' your souls
You know the way the games gettin' told
Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind
Bear witness to the nigga rhyming I wrot
Takin' off my coat, clearin' my throat
【Chorus: Method Man】
I got my mind made up, come on
Get in, get into
Let it ride, tonight's the night
I got my mind made up, come on
Get in, get into
Let it ride, tonight's the night
【Verse 3: Kurupt】
Well, I comes through with two packs of the bomb prophylacs
For protection, so my ****ing sack won't collapse
'Cause nowadays, shit's evadin' the X-rays
Sendin' young mother****ers to an early grave
I wonder if my terrifyin' tactics of torturin' MCs
Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electrifyin' like thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that mother****in' poisonous touch
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the ****ing Bombay
You got ten steps before instant death like Bai Mei
My rhymes'll leave a mark on your mind
As the deadly virus spread through your head like Sand Palm
There's no escape, nah, I ain't blastin'
I use my mental to assassinate assassins for those askin'
Opposed to laughin', raw maniacal villain
Laughter enhances the chances of the killin'
Why is that? 'Cause smilin' faces deceive
You best believe: to MCs, I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
Your whole camp's under siege, and I'm Jason Voorhees
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mics
My verbal snipe your vocabs on site
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and split the bricks on the wall
You already have an idea about the superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the Equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
To L.A., on the spot where I rock and bust like straps
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat
【Verse 4: Method Man】
**** you losers!
While you fake jacks, I makes maneuvers
Like niggas stickin' up (Jews) with German (Lugers)
The mister Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Will be back after this message, don't touch the dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Got my gun powder and my musket—blaow!
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellan
Half of my clan's repeat felons
Niggas best protect they joints for nine-nickels
Man, I stay on point like icicles
Now, who wanna test Tical, the tes-ticals
All up in your mother****in' mouth
Headbanger boogie, catch me on tour with Al Doogie
Method Man rolled too tight, you can't pull me
Better take one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and fallin' fast
Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
【Verse 5: Redman】
Ayo, lyrical gat spittin' the criminal tactics
Non-believers get my shit and genitals backwards
Let's face it, there's no replacement
Taste this mad underground basement shit I'm laced with
Avalanche on your whole camp when I'm splifted
Funk Doctor, who? Spock, b***h, don't get it twisted
I got connects like Federal Express
To get the fresh package of bless the dogs can't fetch
Got the clear spot from the rear block
To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men, I fear not
Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop
Since your crew suit you to shift
Now, you claim that your gears locked
Whiff this underground shit
I'm dangerous like John the Bomb, sexyst
Flip MCs like ki's
My degrees freeze consecutively, like EPMD LPs
Lick off a shot and hit your fam by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I planned my escape in case Jake wanna snake
Bust it, I'm the one pushin' the hearse, in the first place
Confidence for you shaky-ass folks
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Choke off this antidote, got you ope
Get roast by my lyrical Billy Dee .45 Colt
(And I'm out for nine-nickel)
【Outro: Inspectah Deck】
I-N-S the Rebel