g.m.d.歌词

Konami, Konami, mania
Konami, mania
Don't! Don't, Don't, Don't say!
That's complicated like trigonometry!
Seen you runnin' home to your mommy! (mania)
Way over your head like a tsunami! (Ah)
Bringin' a mad batch (yeah)
Hiroshi, sound waves
For Konami,mania...
Come on!
Sound wave! Comin' wreckin' it rough
You would never give it enough my style was untouched
When I got the microphone in my hand
I'm changin' with your range to the cybernetic
Do you understand my rhymes on the beats?
Come-comer'll spit to the underground streets
We've got treats like cookies and cakes
Open mad fat tracks this all that I makes
Hip'n'hop will extend across the land
Like in Africa, Asia, UK, Japan!
America! You know you've got free verse!
All around the world is the beatmania... mania...