No Doubt
Yo, I'm back current, yep’ it's Blackcurrent Jazz 3,
I keep it flowing; yeah I'm that current,
so please forgive me if you lose me and ain't with me,
cos’ my style is from the future, I'm a rapper and producer who is
stripping half naked melodies from jazz records,
I could take a half a minute, splice it down to half a second,
shoot a beat out like a weapon, guess that's why they call me legend,
twenty years of my expression, turned it into a profession like it's
nothing... I tell you I could do this in my sleep,
I can do this in a multiple of ways but never cheap,
I can do this acapella; I can do this on the beat,
I can do this in a stadium or do this in the street,
say nada', I'm bout to roll a six like it's Nevada,
scoop the chips up like a charmer, then I dip without the drama,
like I'm slipping in pyjamas and I'm feeling like Sinatra,
playing Midnight Marauders, while I'm sippin’ on a vodka,
how's that for Karma? I ain't hurting nobody,
coming on another level, so beam me up Scotty,
I do this for my fans, for my ladies, for my mans,
for my crews, for my clans, for reviews, for the grands,
and I choose to withstand if it don't serve my brand,
cos’ I'm first in command and my verses are planned (to what?),
to make your speakers bump til' they blown out,
so press play to Blackcurrent tre', no doubt.
Rappers fall asleep at mics like falling asleep at the wheel,
now there’s nothing for the reel and everything's for the meal,
now everything's for the bills, no interview for Rolling stone mag,
Beverly Hills, be like Taggart and Rosewood scaling walls for thrills,
got a jacket so pose good, making calls to girls who don't care bout’ your notebook,
lyrics that you have written, memorized so you don't look,
and got the best rapport with these promoters who don't book,
now bring the beat back, it's time for me resurrect this Blackcurrent heat black,
I do this with my seat back, eyes closed,
feet up and with a complete lack of regard for cheap tack,
too much to keep track, don't have to prove I'm anything to anyone,
so many things already done, so I'm forever twenty-one,
I made a trinity of albums by the age of twenty-two,
so these older cats were learning what DL already knew,
'God damn!’, so you can say I'm in another class from these
inbox spam rappers, put em’ in the trash,
cos’ they expiration passed and they engine's out of gas,
and when it comes to music, I’mma kick em' in the ass,
kick em' in the abs, kick em' out the studio, then kick em' in a cab,
then kick em' out the neighborhood to kick it on the Ave where my beats zone out,
so press play to Blackcurrent tre', no doubt.
No DoubtLRC歌词
[00:03.26]Yo, I'm back current, yep’ it's Blackcurrent Jazz 3,
[00:06.34]I keep it flowing; yeah I'm that current,
[00:08.62]so please forgive me if you lose me and ain't with me,
[00:10.78]cos’ my style is from the future, I'm a rapper and producer who is
[00:13.51]stripping half naked melodies from jazz records,
[00:15.74]I could take a half a minute, splice it down to half a second,
[00:18.37]shoot a beat out like a weapon, guess that's why they call me legend,
[00:20.85]twenty years of my expression, turned it into a profession like it's
[00:23.71]nothing... I tell you I could do this in my sleep,
[00:26.29]I can do this in a multiple of ways but never cheap,
[00:28.77]I can do this acapella; I can do this on the beat,
[00:31.24]I can do this in a stadium or do this in the street,
[00:34.02]say nada', I'm bout to roll a six like it's Nevada,
[00:36.60]scoop the chips up like a charmer, then I dip without the drama,
[00:39.18]like I'm slipping in pyjamas and I'm feeling like Sinatra,
[00:41.71]playing Midnight Marauders, while I'm sippin’ on a vodka,
[00:45.10]how's that for Karma? I ain't hurting nobody,
[00:47.11]coming on another level, so beam me up Scotty,
[00:49.70]I do this for my fans, for my ladies, for my mans,
[00:52.37]for my crews, for my clans, for reviews, for the grands,
[00:54.95]and I choose to withstand if it don't serve my brand,
[00:57.58]cos’ I'm first in command and my verses are planned (to what?),
[01:00.96]to make your speakers bump til' they blown out,
[01:02.99]so press play to Blackcurrent tre', no doubt.
[01:26.59]Rappers fall asleep at mics like falling asleep at the wheel,
[01:29.21]now there’s nothing for the reel and everything's for the meal,
[01:31.72]now everything's for the bills, no interview for Rolling stone mag,
[01:32.00]Beverly Hills, be like Taggart and Rosewood scaling walls for thrills,
[01:32.92]got a jacket so pose good, making calls to girls who don't care bout’ your notebook,
[01:42.57]lyrics that you have written, memorized so you don't look,
[01:45.65]and got the best rapport with these promoters who don't book,
[01:48.12]now bring the beat back, it's time for me resurrect this Blackcurrent heat black,
[01:53.16]I do this with my seat back, eyes closed,
[01:53.89]feet up and with a complete lack of regard for cheap tack,
[01:57.47]too much to keep track, don't have to prove I'm anything to anyone,
[02:01.01]so many things already done, so I'm forever twenty-one,
[02:03.67]I made a trinity of albums by the age of twenty-two,
[02:06.20]so these older cats were learning what DL already knew,
[02:08.98]'God damn!’, so you can say I'm in another class from these
[02:12.01]inbox spam rappers, put em’ in the trash,
[02:14.18]cos’ they expiration passed and they engine's out of gas,
[02:16.75]and when it comes to music, I’mma kick em' in the ass,
[02:19.48]kick em' in the abs, kick em' out the studio, then kick em' in a cab,
[02:23.33]then kick em' out the neighborhood to kick it on the Ave where my beats zone out,
[02:27.16]so press play to Blackcurrent tre', no doubt.
