I come, I go, I disappear
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
一天一夜没有未接来电
每次接起来却都只是幻觉
好像你的简讯有去无回
在搞什么鬼
我像迷了路的孤魂野鬼
半夜三点钟还梦游在茶街
狠狠被击败的孤独败类
人格快分裂
不要一直把我当小鬼
我流的不只有冷血
我也有我致命的死穴
别以为我无所谓
鬼打墙的越打越强的我的心脏
这一秒突然你整个美丽
那一种痛 痛起来要人命
只有你能让我呼吸
鬼打墙的拚命拚命拚命的找你
到哪里都杠上铜墙铁壁
没想到你跟我来硬碰硬
一出手就活活被我 一枪毙命
一天一夜没有未接来电
每次接起来却都只是幻觉
好像你的简讯有去无回
在搞什么鬼
我像迷了路的孤魂野鬼
半夜三点钟还梦游在茶街
狠狠被击败的孤独败类
人格快分裂
不要一直把我当小鬼
我流的不只有冷血
我也有我致命的死穴
别以为我无所谓
鬼打墙的越打越强的我的心脏
这一秒突然你整个美丽
那一种痛 痛起来要人命
只有你能让我呼吸
鬼打墙的拚命拚命拚命的找你
到哪里都杠上铜墙铁壁
没想到你跟我来硬碰硬
一出手就活活被我 一枪毙命
鬼打墙的越打越强的我的心脏
这一秒突然你整个美丽
那一种痛 痛起来要人命
只有你能让我呼吸
鬼打墙的拚命拚命拚命的找你
到哪里都杠上铜墙铁壁
自以为没有什么搞不定
没料到这一次栽在你手掌心
每次接起来却都只是幻觉
好像你的简讯有去无回
在搞什么鬼
我像迷了路的孤魂野鬼
半夜三点钟还梦游在茶街
狠狠被击败的孤独败类
人格快分裂
不要一直把我当小鬼
我流的不只有冷血
我也有我致命的死穴
别以为我无所谓
鬼打墙的越打越强的我的心脏
这一秒突然你整个美丽
那一种痛 痛起来要人命
只有你能让我呼吸
鬼打墙的拚命拚命拚命的找你
到哪里都杠上铜墙铁壁
没想到你跟我来硬碰硬
一出手就活活被我 一枪毙命
一天一夜没有未接来电
每次接起来却都只是幻觉
好像你的简讯有去无回
在搞什么鬼
我像迷了路的孤魂野鬼
半夜三点钟还梦游在茶街
狠狠被击败的孤独败类
人格快分裂
不要一直把我当小鬼
我流的不只有冷血
我也有我致命的死穴
别以为我无所谓
鬼打墙的越打越强的我的心脏
这一秒突然你整个美丽
那一种痛 痛起来要人命
只有你能让我呼吸
鬼打墙的拚命拚命拚命的找你
到哪里都杠上铜墙铁壁
没想到你跟我来硬碰硬
一出手就活活被我 一枪毙命
鬼打墙的越打越强的我的心脏
这一秒突然你整个美丽
那一种痛 痛起来要人命
只有你能让我呼吸
鬼打墙的拚命拚命拚命的找你
到哪里都杠上铜墙铁壁
自以为没有什么搞不定
没料到这一次栽在你手掌心
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!
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