Guerilla Monsoon Rap (w/ Kweli, Black AThought, Pharaohe Monch)
Kanye West, c'mon turn me up and
Black Thought, c'mon turn me up and
Pharoahe Monch, c'mon turn me up and
Talib Kweli in the house with
Guerrilla Monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
We come through and all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
Yo, I hit these emcees with the grip of death like I was a Vulcan
Ain't a lot of "ifs" an "ands", it's just straight talkin
It's hard to swallow at times, so take portions
Bitin off more than you can chew, create orphans
Emcee species endangered like dolphins
Rappers is spittin nails into they own coffins (c'mon)
Hear come the Dundee moves rocket-launchin (yeah)
Black Thought, quit playin him close and back up off him
Kweli -- spruce to the tree, Bruce to the Lee
The real emcee, that your favorite rapper used to be
One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly D - my rhymes is eulogy
A flea could move a tree, before ya think ya movin me
I black and blue emcees - actin new to me, get smacked stupidly
They lack skills, like the black community lack unity (uh)
Still my rhymes hurt like Ali to Fraiz'
Step off the stage to shouts of "Kweli boomayyay!!"
See these four emcees came to get down
Rearrange the rap game, change ya whole sound
***** YOU, got ta, understand the plot ta
Movin and groovin and always improvin alot-ta
I'll outfox the, average Porsche Boxster talk
Break the bank on some old Frank Sinatra (New York...)
Slash Chi-Town, slash Philly
Check the blast from Geneva, you can get slapped silly
ye West]
Guerrilla Monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
We come through and all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
Okay... my sound drenches, each of the five senses
And hold the shock value of electrified fences
It's truth or consequences, ride wit us or against us
Is you a dedicated soldier, or you a princess, dog?
I'm in it to win it and not for the wealth
Got a crib with a Grammy and a gat on the shelf
Nan ***** competition, gotta battle myself
And me and Kweli on a mission, gettin Pharoahe for help
From natives walkin the Trail of Tears to players sippin Belvedere
We always comin well prepared, and all my dogs' smellin fear
PLUS, even my ****** from the Bay, they say you hella scared
Truth or consequences, and all senses be well-aware
Your style - under-developed there, hell if I care
What hardship you claim to see, but I can tell by your stare
***** you fugazi, sayin ya crew blazin
Like sayin Miss Cleo is a true Jamaican, we makin
Guerrilla Monsoon rap, smell the fumes, get in tune wit it
When I attack your city, y'all gon' think Dr. Doom did it
Spit it like white trash in seed-spittin contests
With a vendetta that sent a betta letter bomb to Congress
I'm pissed - cumulus clouds of ominous
Words of the Thor, the rawness that'll restore ya calmness
Unless, you wanna be leg and armless
That's parapaleg' for those who believe in bomb threats
Guerrilla Monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
We come through and all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
Guerilla Monsoon Rap (w/ Kweli, Black AThought, Pharaohe Monch)LRC歌词
[00:01.02]Kanye West, c'mon turn me up and
[00:02.73]Black Thought, c'mon turn me up and
[00:05.59]Pharoahe Monch, c'mon turn me up and
[00:07.93]Talib Kweli in the house with
[00:10.00]Guerrilla Monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?"
[00:12.99]Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
[00:15.68]***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
[00:18.27]And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
[00:21.01]We come through and all the shorties like "who dat?"
[00:23.80]Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
[00:26.07]***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
[00:28.77]And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
[00:31.73]Yo, I hit these emcees with the grip of death like I was a Vulcan
[00:34.20]Ain't a lot of "ifs" an "ands", it's just straight talkin
[00:37.17]It's hard to swallow at times, so take portions
[00:39.70]Bitin off more than you can chew, create orphans
[00:42.43]Emcee species endangered like dolphins
[00:44.92]Rappers is spittin nails into they own coffins (c'mon)
[00:47.67]Hear come the Dundee moves rocket-launchin (yeah)
[00:50.10]Black Thought, quit playin him close and back up off him
[00:52.88]Kweli -- spruce to the tree, Bruce to the Lee
[00:55.14]The real emcee, that your favorite rapper used to be
[00:57.74]One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly D - my rhymes is eulogy
[01:00.64]A flea could move a tree, before ya think ya movin me
[01:03.18]I black and blue emcees - actin new to me, get smacked stupidly
[01:05.74]They lack skills, like the black community lack unity (uh)
[01:08.68]Still my rhymes hurt like Ali to Fraiz'
[01:10.97]Step off the stage to shouts of "Kweli boomayyay!!"
[01:13.77]See these four emcees came to get down
[01:16.33]Rearrange the rap game, change ya whole sound
[01:19.42]***** YOU, got ta, understand the plot ta
[01:21.76]Movin and groovin and always improvin alot-ta
[01:24.41]I'll outfox the, average Porsche Boxster talk
[01:27.29]Break the bank on some old Frank Sinatra (New York...)
[01:30.02]Slash Chi-Town, slash Philly
[01:32.47]Check the blast from Geneva, you can get slapped silly
[01:34.52]ye West]
[01:35.00]Guerrilla Monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?"
[01:37.23]Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
[01:40.13]***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
[01:42.40]And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
[01:45.31]We come through and all the shorties like "who dat?"
[01:48.10]Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
[01:50.56]***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
[01:53.26]And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
[01:56.17]Okay... my sound drenches, each of the five senses
[01:58.56]And hold the shock value of electrified fences
[02:01.27]It's truth or consequences, ride wit us or against us
[02:03.89]Is you a dedicated soldier, or you a princess, dog?
[02:07.13]I'm in it to win it and not for the wealth
[02:09.12]Got a crib with a Grammy and a gat on the shelf
[02:11.80]Nan ***** competition, gotta battle myself
[02:14.13]And me and Kweli on a mission, gettin Pharoahe for help
[02:17.20]From natives walkin the Trail of Tears to players sippin Belvedere
[02:20.24]We always comin well prepared, and all my dogs' smellin fear
[02:22.74]PLUS, even my ****** from the Bay, they say you hella scared
[02:25.14]Truth or consequences, and all senses be well-aware
[02:27.88]Your style - under-developed there, hell if I care
[02:30.28]What hardship you claim to see, but I can tell by your stare
[02:32.98]***** you fugazi, sayin ya crew blazin
[02:35.37]Like sayin Miss Cleo is a true Jamaican, we makin
[02:38.18]Guerrilla Monsoon rap, smell the fumes, get in tune wit it
[02:40.66]When I attack your city, y'all gon' think Dr. Doom did it
[02:43.84]Spit it like white trash in seed-spittin contests
[02:46.68]With a vendetta that sent a betta letter bomb to Congress
[02:48.98]I'm pissed - cumulus clouds of ominous
[02:51.68]Words of the Thor, the rawness that'll restore ya calmness
[02:54.26]Unless, you wanna be leg and armless
[02:56.82]That's parapaleg' for those who believe in bomb threats
[02:59.18]Guerrilla Monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?"
[03:01.80]Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
[03:04.41]***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
[03:06.89]And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
[03:09.78]We come through and all the shorties like "who dat?"
[03:12.41]Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
[03:14.94]***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
[03:17.78]And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
