作词 : dingo
作曲 : dingo/Uncle Damn
There you go SamX
No time for rest
It's not the one that edited
ButI'm charging explosives
Yeah nowI'm dropping it
EvenI'm suffering
Gimme some Panadols but I got no aching then
Oh how bout achieving all goals
Pop in with no cognition thought everybody thinks you are dope
Yeah you make no progress
Music in process
But I’ m writing it all down
And I’ m gonna print it
I will bring my machete
Chop off the Hades
If youain't devoted
And guess what will happen
Some people act like dons wanna conduct crimes
But got no dedication only copy rhymes
What happened to our culture
What happened to rap
It ain’ t like this before
They all need to be clap
Multiple hostiles
I can handle them yeah!
Want to ban me on tracks
You too overreact
Oh Jesus
Look at all of these coward bitches
They need to be butchered
Or they left us no future
Who got the dope then who speaks for truth
Underground fellas got cut in the loose
When stepping too deep it feels like scam
Nobody is that real no one is man
Even got the sources even got all fans
Possessed with achievements they don’ t make you success
我感觉大多 rapper陷入中等收入陷阱
没有创新装成老学校的古董近看却是赝品
My bars are too sharp留下伤疤在同行心中
像是金庸潇洒的 trappin刀光剑影
B I got taste不会穿明星的同款
错的是肚子里没墨水不是学历中专
Rappin like jcole写我的 kod
和镜子里的自己每天凌晨上演对手戏
尬吹互舔是你们社交的货币
乌合之众抱团取暖是客套的默契
Rockin with sam but weain't represent west coast
我们替天行道 like big pun和 fat joe
Idon't give a shit你靠垃圾搞了几套房
脸皮太厚我劝你赶快去保养
听众得了跟风病都该去医药房
我看 mkuag和 GA从来不看嘻笑堂
That's how we do it brother
That's right
We need visions and actions to stop this kinda violation