EPMD
作词 : Nas/Chauncey Hollis
作曲 : Nas/Chauncey Hollis
Hit-Boy
E.P.M.D., we back in business
I visualize what it is, not what it isn't
We at the mafia table next to the kitchen
Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million
Look, hood theories
Arnold Rothstein rigged the World Series
Gotti ran every union in the city
N-A-S do it B-I-G like Biggie, leadin' like Huey Newton did
N***a, that's how official the revolution is
Feds holdin' cameras up and they zoomin' in
Don't be surprised when n***as show you they true intent
Ruthless, they'll tie up your wife and kid
While you talkin' on Clubhouse, the guns out
This ain't a audio chat, boy, this audio crack
Social media platforms they rattin' on
Facebook, Google, Apple, Microsoft, Amazon
Some say it's Babylon, took the property over since Hampton gone
Who said we couldn't get cash as long last this long?
Platinum cars with our ratchets on
Laid back, oxblood seats with the hazards on
E.P.M.D., we back in business
I visualize what it is, not what it isn't
We at the mafia table next to the kitchen
Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million (Oh!)
Murcielago mob flow, '20 Chevy Tahoe
Then I'm sittin' low, I am not hidin' though
Condos in different time zones (Time zones)
Way before y'all was double cuppin' the styrofoam
Come on dun, had to lay it down in layman's terms (Yeah)
Want me to turn up a notch? Just say the word (Yeah)
Hit told me to chill, just lay the verse
You know my thoughts get crazy, think about s**t from the '80s
Buggin' like Tom Brady, ballin' like Kyrie and KD
Will had the medallion, emblem of a Mercedes
Way before Mike Amiris, when all the Nikes with pennies
Killin' n***as for sneakers, had to skate through the envy
Supreme sold for a few billi' (Few billi')
If I sell my masters I need a trilli' (Need a trilli')
It was go get it, now it's gimme (Run it)
And we ain't relyin' on no stimmies
E.P.M.D., we back in business
I visualize what it is, not what it isn't
We at the mafia table next to the kitchen
Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million
Mob s**t (Mob s**t, mob s**t)
Legitimate (Legitimate, legitimate)
You couldn't even calculate this s**t
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Insurmountable s**t
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uh (Uh) it's too serious (It's too serious)
EPMDLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Nas/Chauncey Hollis
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Nas/Chauncey Hollis
[00:08.766] Hit-Boy
[00:09.846]
[00:10.643] E.P.M.D., we back in business
[00:12.725] I visualize what it is, not what it isn't
[00:15.272] We at the mafia table next to the kitchen
[00:17.662] Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million
[00:20.039]
[00:20.364] Look, hood theories
[00:21.930] Arnold Rothstein rigged the World Series
[00:24.709] Gotti ran every union in the city
[00:27.283] N-A-S do it B-I-G like Biggie, leadin' like Huey Newton did
[00:31.044] N***a, that's how official the revolution is
[00:33.627] Feds holdin' cameras up and they zoomin' in
[00:36.165] Don't be surprised when n***as show you they true intent
[00:38.603] Ruthless, they'll tie up your wife and kid
[00:41.161] While you talkin' on Clubhouse, the guns out
[00:43.635] This ain't a audio chat, boy, this audio crack
[00:46.243] Social media platforms they rattin' on
[00:48.455] Facebook, Google, Apple, Microsoft, Amazon
[00:50.906] Some say it's Babylon, took the property over since Hampton gone
[00:54.387] Who said we couldn't get cash as long last this long?
[00:56.924] Platinum cars with our ratchets on
[00:58.608] Laid back, oxblood seats with the hazards on
[01:01.163]
[01:01.173] E.P.M.D., we back in business
[01:03.216] I visualize what it is, not what it isn't
[01:05.654] We at the mafia table next to the kitchen
[01:08.247] Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million (Oh!)
[01:10.481]
[01:11.290] Murcielago mob flow, '20 Chevy Tahoe
[01:13.762] Then I'm sittin' low, I am not hidin' though
[01:16.421] Condos in different time zones (Time zones)
[01:18.486] Way before y'all was double cuppin' the styrofoam
[01:20.924] Come on dun, had to lay it down in layman's terms (Yeah)
[01:23.932] Want me to turn up a notch? Just say the word (Yeah)
[01:26.453] Hit told me to chill, just lay the verse
[01:28.965] You know my thoughts get crazy, think about s**t from the '80s
[01:31.852] Buggin' like Tom Brady, ballin' like Kyrie and KD
[01:34.121] Will had the medallion, emblem of a Mercedes
[01:36.727] Way before Mike Amiris, when all the Nikes with pennies
[01:39.239] Killin' n***as for sneakers, had to skate through the envy
[01:41.774] Supreme sold for a few billi' (Few billi')
[01:44.520] If I sell my masters I need a trilli' (Need a trilli')
[01:46.985] It was go get it, now it's gimme (Run it)
[01:49.721] And we ain't relyin' on no stimmies
[01:51.594]
[01:51.792] E.P.M.D., we back in business
[01:53.749] I visualize what it is, not what it isn't
[01:56.146] We at the mafia table next to the kitchen
[01:58.713] Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million
[02:01.352]
[02:02.090] Mob s**t (Mob s**t, mob s**t)
[02:04.666] Legitimate (Legitimate, legitimate)
[02:07.224] You couldn't even calculate this s**t
[02:10.274] Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[02:13.410] Insurmountable s**t
[02:16.539] Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[02:19.799] Uh (Uh) it's too serious (It's too serious)
