Slam歌词
作词 : Jason Mizell/Kirk Jones/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Chylow M. Parker
作曲 : Jason Mizell/Kirk Jones/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Chylow M. Parker
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Well, it's another one（What!?） In the gutter one（What!?） Ghetto runnin' 'em
Troublesome - Extra double dum; I come to beat 'em
Defeat 'em and mistreat 'em - so what if that I'm cheatin'?
Now everyone wanna say I'm grimy （Yeah, I know!）
I'm-a show ya' how; Come on! （All in together now!）
Yeah, ooh, yeah - YEAH! - That's how it's gotta be, so
Stop tryin' to be loud as me, 'cause you can't do that!
Think about it! Playin' Russian roulette with an automatic,
I put my ass against the line, the last bullet is first - on line
Toughest step, and I rep and I run; Packin' a weapon is wild!
Peace to the brothers on Ryker's Isle - Toughen up; A-tremble-em-ba-lin
Like a crimin-a-million puffs I took: I - ooh, my god, I'm so high!
Just they say, "Hey, Rodney," say, "You look like a -
- Grem-a-lin!" A What!? Just they say to make a kid
Make a million children slam! Slam! SLAM!
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
I'm the mean 'n nasty, greedy-smashing, ever-slow-gasser （Ooh!）
Strictly swift blast of the raspy-rasp basher （Aah!）
That I provide - I provide that you was cheap!
Beside the ghetto vibe make me flip like Jeckle and Hyde （Of Course!）
I come across with the pure, for sure
Un-adult-a-rated, un-conformed
Disgusted! Busted! You wanna touch it! Too hot!
You forgot, you're not ready! Your head could get ruptured!
Hit between the eyes; I plan to vandalize
I supply the static （I roll with the bad guys!）
The villians （Yup）, Crooks （HA）, biters and the fighters!
See the big black picture if ya' look inside of
My mind: It's graphic. Expressed it. Grasp it.
So, kill the copy cat - I can't: It's all mastered!
Directed it. When ya' least expected it
And thought it was safe, ONYX hit you in the face, so SLAM!
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
I'm a b-boy
Standin in my b-boy stance
Hurry up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants
The mad author of anguish; my language, polluted
Onyx is heavyweight （Sonsee: And still undisputed!!）
He took the words right out my mouth and walked a mile in my shoes
I've paid so many dues, I feel used and abused
And I'm.... so confused
umm, excuse me, for example
I'ma inspiration, of my WHOLE generation
And unless you got 10 SSsssticky Fingers
Its straight immitation
A figment, of your imagination
But but but but wait it gets worse!!
I'm not watered down so I'm dyin of thirst
Comin thru wit a scam, a foolproof plan
B-boys make some noise, and just, JUST SLAM!
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam!
作曲 : Jason Mizell/Kirk Jones/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Chylow M. Parker
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Well, it's another one（What!?） In the gutter one（What!?） Ghetto runnin' 'em
Troublesome - Extra double dum; I come to beat 'em
Defeat 'em and mistreat 'em - so what if that I'm cheatin'?
Now everyone wanna say I'm grimy （Yeah, I know!）
I'm-a show ya' how; Come on! （All in together now!）
Yeah, ooh, yeah - YEAH! - That's how it's gotta be, so
Stop tryin' to be loud as me, 'cause you can't do that!
Think about it! Playin' Russian roulette with an automatic,
I put my ass against the line, the last bullet is first - on line
Toughest step, and I rep and I run; Packin' a weapon is wild!
Peace to the brothers on Ryker's Isle - Toughen up; A-tremble-em-ba-lin
Like a crimin-a-million puffs I took: I - ooh, my god, I'm so high!
Just they say, "Hey, Rodney," say, "You look like a -
- Grem-a-lin!" A What!? Just they say to make a kid
Make a million children slam! Slam! SLAM!
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
I'm the mean 'n nasty, greedy-smashing, ever-slow-gasser （Ooh!）
Strictly swift blast of the raspy-rasp basher （Aah!）
That I provide - I provide that you was cheap!
Beside the ghetto vibe make me flip like Jeckle and Hyde （Of Course!）
I come across with the pure, for sure
Un-adult-a-rated, un-conformed
Disgusted! Busted! You wanna touch it! Too hot!
You forgot, you're not ready! Your head could get ruptured!
Hit between the eyes; I plan to vandalize
I supply the static （I roll with the bad guys!）
The villians （Yup）, Crooks （HA）, biters and the fighters!
See the big black picture if ya' look inside of
My mind: It's graphic. Expressed it. Grasp it.
So, kill the copy cat - I can't: It's all mastered!
Directed it. When ya' least expected it
And thought it was safe, ONYX hit you in the face, so SLAM!
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
I'm a b-boy
Standin in my b-boy stance
Hurry up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants
The mad author of anguish; my language, polluted
Onyx is heavyweight （Sonsee: And still undisputed!!）
He took the words right out my mouth and walked a mile in my shoes
I've paid so many dues, I feel used and abused
And I'm.... so confused
umm, excuse me, for example
I'ma inspiration, of my WHOLE generation
And unless you got 10 SSsssticky Fingers
Its straight immitation
A figment, of your imagination
But but but but wait it gets worse!!
I'm not watered down so I'm dyin of thirst
Comin thru wit a scam, a foolproof plan
B-boys make some noise, and just, JUST SLAM!
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）
Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）
Slam!
