Skyscrapers
作词 : Andre Young/V. Smith/C. Smith/S. Anderson/J. Turnbull/L. Aekah Bouhairie/R. Monclova/A. Schefrin/M. Zager
作曲 : Andre Young/V. Smith/C. Smith/S. Anderson/J. Turnbull/L. Aekah Bouhairie/R. Monclova/A. Schefrin/M. Zager
Money, money, money
Duffel bag on the floor, blow it fast, let it go
Raise a glass for the coast, we the last of the GOATs
**** funny when they broke, say they love me when they don't
With the Cs and the Bs, I get money with 'em both
Floor seats, **** the bleachers, back to breathing that ether
Riding around with a feature, ****, this the Mona Lisa
**** being lyrical, I'm a walking miracle, vultures in my cereal
The music is my vehicle, Negro spiritual
Sliding down Imperial, ****, this a different texture
Homie, I ain't with the extras, full clip for the hecklers
In the hood, I'm a pharaoh, blue rag my apparel
Party at the hotel, never hear a ho tell
I'm the shit if I do say, Gin and Juice over D'USSÉ
Strippers jumping outta Snoop cake, lil' ****, how the truth taste?
In the meanwhile, I'm digging though these weed piles
Momma, look at me now, Martha on speed dial
Verified in the streets, rap sheet got a lot of fans
Energy Long Beach, see through 'em like a hologram
Chasing a bill, back in the field, got my conceal, call it Lucille
Keeping it trill on Cypress Hill, you got to be real
This shit here built to last, had to break the hourglass
Slow money come fast, just a doggy bag
Now gon' 'head and get mad, never been a kiss ass
Then woke me out my slumber, 'bout to do numbers on your bitch ass
To all my young Black entrepreneurs, stack paper
Skyscrapers, get you some mother****ing haters
And my young rap entrepreneurs, reach your goals
**** them hoes, through the concrete grew a rose
They ain't tell you that the world was yours, stack your paper
Skyscrapers, **** all you mother****ing haters
All my young rich entrepreneurs, keep your vision
**** the system, turn the cap into capitalism
John Wilkes in the booth, I'm a hundred, Wilt when I shoot
So tailor-made in my suit, I'm the Michael J of my group
This Johnny Blaze and that's Snoop, and that's Dr. Dre in the coupe
He give the cue out on Bishop, ain't no OJ in this juice
Another day, another pick up, but I ain't playing no hoops
With this inner circle I figured I'd try and stay in the loop
Stick to the script, this a stick up, but I'ma stick to the truth
Black Thought with a Black fist up like I'ma stick to my roots
I'm hot, boss, don't slip in New York, I'm dripping with hot sauce
And I'm feeling real Gucci, that means I'm dripping, no knock off
Party just like a rockstar and I'm sipping a Rockstar
Your woman think I'm crack and I know I'm getting my rocks off
Most these rappers is fiends, I mean they know where the rocks are
It's like they hit the rock and hit rock bottom to rock hard
But me and Boss Dogg keep a Roscoe like Boss Hogg
Might call just because and 'cause you lost, you a lost cause
Go 'head and get bad, I'ma go 'head and get cash
And I don't get sleep, I get big bags, you big mad
SkyscrapersLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Andre Young/V. Smith/C. Smith/S. Anderson/J. Turnbull/L. Aekah Bouhairie/R. Monclova/A. Schefrin/M. Zager
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Andre Young/V. Smith/C. Smith/S. Anderson/J. Turnbull/L. Aekah Bouhairie/R. Monclova/A. Schefrin/M. Zager
[00:04.272]Money, money, money
[00:06.196]Duffel bag on the floor, blow it fast, let it go
[00:09.212]Raise a glass for the coast, we the last of the GOATs
[00:12.098]**** funny when they broke, say they love me when they don't
[00:15.047]With the Cs and the Bs, I get money with 'em both
[00:18.091]Floor seats, **** the bleachers, back to breathing that ether
[00:20.999]Riding around with a feature, ****, this the Mona Lisa
[00:23.707]**** being lyrical, I'm a walking miracle, vultures in my cereal
[00:26.896]The music is my vehicle, Negro spiritual
[00:29.345]Sliding down Imperial, ****, this a different texture
[00:32.810]Homie, I ain't with the extras, full clip for the hecklers
[00:35.828]In the hood, I'm a pharaoh, blue rag my apparel
[00:38.796]Party at the hotel, never hear a ho tell
[00:41.740]I'm the shit if I do say, Gin and Juice over D'USSÉ
[00:44.704]Strippers jumping outta Snoop cake, lil' ****, how the truth taste?
[00:47.769]In the meanwhile, I'm digging though these weed piles
[00:50.571]Momma, look at me now, Martha on speed dial
[00:53.612]Verified in the streets, rap sheet got a lot of fans
[00:56.604]Energy Long Beach, see through 'em like a hologram
[00:59.505]Chasing a bill, back in the field, got my conceal, call it Lucille
[01:02.554]Keeping it trill on Cypress Hill, you got to be real
[01:05.336]This shit here built to last, had to break the hourglass
[01:08.488]Slow money come fast, just a doggy bag
[01:11.004]Now gon' 'head and get mad, never been a kiss ass
[01:14.110]Then woke me out my slumber, 'bout to do numbers on your bitch ass
[01:16.686]To all my young Black entrepreneurs, stack paper
[01:19.969]Skyscrapers, get you some mother****ing haters
[01:22.838]And my young rap entrepreneurs, reach your goals
[01:25.905]**** them hoes, through the concrete grew a rose
[01:28.605]They ain't tell you that the world was yours, stack your paper
[01:31.838]Skyscrapers, **** all you mother****ing haters
[01:34.622]All my young rich entrepreneurs, keep your vision
[01:37.724]**** the system, turn the cap into capitalism
[01:40.443]John Wilkes in the booth, I'm a hundred, Wilt when I shoot
[01:43.295]So tailor-made in my suit, I'm the Michael J of my group
[01:46.254]This Johnny Blaze and that's Snoop, and that's Dr. Dre in the coupe
[01:49.337]He give the cue out on Bishop, ain't no OJ in this juice
[01:52.272]Another day, another pick up, but I ain't playing no hoops
[01:55.132]With this inner circle I figured I'd try and stay in the loop
[01:57.940]Stick to the script, this a stick up, but I'ma stick to the truth
[02:01.123]Black Thought with a Black fist up like I'ma stick to my roots
[02:04.109]I'm hot, boss, don't slip in New York, I'm dripping with hot sauce
[02:07.236]And I'm feeling real Gucci, that means I'm dripping, no knock off
[02:10.151]Party just like a rockstar and I'm sipping a Rockstar
[02:13.222]Your woman think I'm crack and I know I'm getting my rocks off
[02:16.183]Most these rappers is fiends, I mean they know where the rocks are
[02:19.144]It's like they hit the rock and hit rock bottom to rock hard
[02:22.394]But me and Boss Dogg keep a Roscoe like Boss Hogg
[02:25.154]Might call just because and 'cause you lost, you a lost cause
[02:28.269]Go 'head and get bad, I'ma go 'head and get cash
[02:31.017]And I don't get sleep, I get big bags, you big mad
