Robyn Hitchcock_Winchester歌词 WinchesterLRC歌词
歌手：Robyn Hitchcock
专辑：《Ements》
作词：
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Hahaha, Digi, yo, yo
When I was young, I slept with a battery on my tongue
So when I spit, the impact with the sting of a stun gun
At full blast, rock your cradle, fatal razorblades graze you
Split you open, stitch you back wit a staple
Im football head, I put your head
Into a brook, all four, your momma wouldnt look at yall
Gold from the Panama c****, Alabama gam
Got me laid up, on my nuts like kapow
B-O-B-Boys fast as Bruce Leroy
Meet the rap Galactus, blow planets off his axis
My glock is plastic, my dick *sniff* is magic
Stretch up the Power U like Mr. Fantastic
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
Yo, when it comes to this mic device, you get ate
Like the gingerbread man trynna cross the lake
Or the Winchester, call my white son, Lester Poindexter
Tell em bring back the black mack, strapped with two extra
Clips, wheres the natural, words inside the apple
Pot holes in the street, it cracks the Jeep axle
Shrivel your heart to a raisin, shorty star gazing
Yeah, he got steeper than dunce, once he start blazing blunts
Beef, and get drown in Hunts
Your flame get toast, your best bet to punt
I lounge like a hungry jaguar, into agua
Trying to catch a fish that multiply like the magua
Pocket fat be Jabba the Hutt, Clan gallops up
Feel the Force of my steel, but you cant count the caliber
Digi, Digi, Digi, all inside your city
Microphone on the roam, like Capone and Frank Nitty
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
I dont got a taste for blood or flesh skin
My mind, like Professor X from the X-Men
One line, cause MCs to write their albums down
Devils only come amongst you, if you allow them now
Do to trading, they infiltrate with persuasion
That desire to rob and steel and make slaves of all
Living luxury, destructively, conductively
Improper nature, privately and publicly
Man so stupid when confronted by something he dont
Understand, he shoot it, the whole worlds polluted
My earth gave birth to a universal, change us
Scribes reflect the child born in the Bethlehem manger
Devils try to steal me of my intellect, rob me of my culture
Like they white washing sculptures
Like they snatching down my posters
But its been caught through the eyes of Minolta
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
编辑于2008/05/24更新
When I was young, I slept with a battery on my tongue
So when I spit, the impact with the sting of a stun gun
At full blast, rock your cradle, fatal razorblades graze you
Split you open, stitch you back wit a staple
Im football head, I put your head
Into a brook, all four, your momma wouldnt look at yall
Gold from the Panama c****, Alabama gam
Got me laid up, on my nuts like kapow
B-O-B-Boys fast as Bruce Leroy
Meet the rap Galactus, blow planets off his axis
My glock is plastic, my dick *sniff* is magic
Stretch up the Power U like Mr. Fantastic
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
Yo, when it comes to this mic device, you get ate
Like the gingerbread man trynna cross the lake
Or the Winchester, call my white son, Lester Poindexter
Tell em bring back the black mack, strapped with two extra
Clips, wheres the natural, words inside the apple
Pot holes in the street, it cracks the Jeep axle
Shrivel your heart to a raisin, shorty star gazing
Yeah, he got steeper than dunce, once he start blazing blunts
Beef, and get drown in Hunts
Your flame get toast, your best bet to punt
I lounge like a hungry jaguar, into agua
Trying to catch a fish that multiply like the magua
Pocket fat be Jabba the Hutt, Clan gallops up
Feel the Force of my steel, but you cant count the caliber
Digi, Digi, Digi, all inside your city
Microphone on the roam, like Capone and Frank Nitty
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
I dont got a taste for blood or flesh skin
My mind, like Professor X from the X-Men
One line, cause MCs to write their albums down
Devils only come amongst you, if you allow them now
Do to trading, they infiltrate with persuasion
That desire to rob and steel and make slaves of all
Living luxury, destructively, conductively
Improper nature, privately and publicly
Man so stupid when confronted by something he dont
Understand, he shoot it, the whole worlds polluted
My earth gave birth to a universal, change us
Scribes reflect the child born in the Bethlehem manger
Devils try to steal me of my intellect, rob me of my culture
Like they white washing sculptures
Like they snatching down my posters
But its been caught through the eyes of Minolta
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
编辑于2008/05/24更新
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[ar:RZA]\r
[al:Digi Snacks]\r
[by: ]\r
[00:01.67]Hahaha, Digi, yo, yo\r
[00:05.26]When I was young, I slept with a battery on my tongue\r
[00:08.03]So when I spit, the impact with the sting of a stun gun\r
[00:10.87]At full blast, rock your cradle, fatal razorblades graze you\r
[00:13.71]Split you open, stitch you back wit a staple\r
[00:16.37]Im football head, I put your head\r
[00:18.96]Into a brook, all four, your momma wouldnt look at yall\r
[00:21.99]Gold from the Panama c****, Alabama gam\r
[00:24.23]Got me laid up, on my nuts like kapow\r
[00:26.84]B-O-B-Boys fast as Bruce Leroy\r
[00:29.57]Meet the rap Galactus, blow planets off his axis\r
[00:32.21]My glock is plastic, my dick *sniff* is magic\r
[00:34.93]Stretch up the Power U like Mr. Fantastic\r
[02:45.70][02:34.93][01:41.87][01:30.97][00:37.50]Stop, its a booby trap\r
[02:48.53][02:37.70][01:44.42][01:33.65][00:40.26]Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?\r
[02:51.82][02:41.09][01:47.77][01:37.12][00:43.69]Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap\r
[00:47.32]Yo, when it comes to this mic device, you get ate\r
[00:50.75]Like the gingerbread man trynna cross the lake\r
[00:53.40]Or the Winchester, call my white son, Lester Poindexter\r
[00:56.34]Tell em bring back the black mack, strapped with two extra\r
[00:59.04]Clips, wheres the natural, words inside the apple\r
[01:01.49]Pot holes in the street, it cracks the Jeep axle\r
[01:04.20]Shrivel your heart to a raisin, shorty star gazing\r
[01:06.88]Yeah, he got steeper than dunce, once he start blazing blunts\r
[01:09.60]Beef, and get drown in Hunts\r
[01:12.22]Your flame get toast, your best bet to punt\r
[01:14.84]I lounge like a hungry jaguar, into agua\r
[01:17.69]Trying to catch a fish that multiply like the magua\r
[01:20.26]Pocket fat be Jabba the Hutt, Clan gallops up\r
[01:22.90]Feel the Force of my steel, but you cant count the caliber\r
[01:25.61]Digi, Digi, Digi, all inside your city\r
[01:28.14]Microphone on the roam, like Capone and Frank Nitty\r
[01:51.85]I dont got a taste for blood or flesh skin\r
[01:54.86]My mind, like Professor X from the X-Men\r
[01:57.52]One line, cause MCs to write their albums down\r
[02:00.23]Devils only come amongst you, if you allow them now\r
[02:02.93]Do to trading, they infiltrate with persuasion\r
[02:05.56]That desire to rob and steel and make slaves of all\r
[02:08.38]Living luxury, destructively, conductively\r
[02:10.89]Improper nature, privately and publicly\r
[02:13.72]Man so stupid when confronted by something he dont\r
[02:16.31]Understand, he shoot it, the whole worlds polluted\r
[02:18.80]My earth gave birth to a universal, change us\r
[02:21.56]Scribes reflect the child born in the Bethlehem manger\r
[02:24.23]Devils try to steal me of my intellect, rob me of my culture\r
[02:27.28]Like they white washing sculptures\r
[02:29.97]Like they snatching down my posters\r
[02:32.29]But its been caught through the eyes of Minolta\r
[02:57.03]\r
RZA - Booby Trap\r
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang\r
@ @\r
\r
\r
\r
\r
\r
\r
";
[ar:RZA]\r
[al:Digi Snacks]\r
[by: ]\r
[00:01.67]Hahaha, Digi, yo, yo\r
[00:05.26]When I was young, I slept with a battery on my tongue\r
[00:08.03]So when I spit, the impact with the sting of a stun gun\r
[00:10.87]At full blast, rock your cradle, fatal razorblades graze you\r
[00:13.71]Split you open, stitch you back wit a staple\r
[00:16.37]Im football head, I put your head\r
[00:18.96]Into a brook, all four, your momma wouldnt look at yall\r
[00:21.99]Gold from the Panama c****, Alabama gam\r
[00:24.23]Got me laid up, on my nuts like kapow\r
[00:26.84]B-O-B-Boys fast as Bruce Leroy\r
[00:29.57]Meet the rap Galactus, blow planets off his axis\r
[00:32.21]My glock is plastic, my dick *sniff* is magic\r
[00:34.93]Stretch up the Power U like Mr. Fantastic\r
[02:45.70][02:34.93][01:41.87][01:30.97][00:37.50]Stop, its a booby trap\r
[02:48.53][02:37.70][01:44.42][01:33.65][00:40.26]Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?\r
[02:51.82][02:41.09][01:47.77][01:37.12][00:43.69]Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap\r
[00:47.32]Yo, when it comes to this mic device, you get ate\r
[00:50.75]Like the gingerbread man trynna cross the lake\r
[00:53.40]Or the Winchester, call my white son, Lester Poindexter\r
[00:56.34]Tell em bring back the black mack, strapped with two extra\r
[00:59.04]Clips, wheres the natural, words inside the apple\r
[01:01.49]Pot holes in the street, it cracks the Jeep axle\r
[01:04.20]Shrivel your heart to a raisin, shorty star gazing\r
[01:06.88]Yeah, he got steeper than dunce, once he start blazing blunts\r
[01:09.60]Beef, and get drown in Hunts\r
[01:12.22]Your flame get toast, your best bet to punt\r
[01:14.84]I lounge like a hungry jaguar, into agua\r
[01:17.69]Trying to catch a fish that multiply like the magua\r
[01:20.26]Pocket fat be Jabba the Hutt, Clan gallops up\r
[01:22.90]Feel the Force of my steel, but you cant count the caliber\r
[01:25.61]Digi, Digi, Digi, all inside your city\r
[01:28.14]Microphone on the roam, like Capone and Frank Nitty\r
[01:51.85]I dont got a taste for blood or flesh skin\r
[01:54.86]My mind, like Professor X from the X-Men\r
[01:57.52]One line, cause MCs to write their albums down\r
[02:00.23]Devils only come amongst you, if you allow them now\r
[02:02.93]Do to trading, they infiltrate with persuasion\r
[02:05.56]That desire to rob and steel and make slaves of all\r
[02:08.38]Living luxury, destructively, conductively\r
[02:10.89]Improper nature, privately and publicly\r
[02:13.72]Man so stupid when confronted by something he dont\r
[02:16.31]Understand, he shoot it, the whole worlds polluted\r
[02:18.80]My earth gave birth to a universal, change us\r
[02:21.56]Scribes reflect the child born in the Bethlehem manger\r
[02:24.23]Devils try to steal me of my intellect, rob me of my culture\r
[02:27.28]Like they white washing sculptures\r
[02:29.97]Like they snatching down my posters\r
[02:32.29]But its been caught through the eyes of Minolta\r
[02:57.03]\r
RZA - Booby Trap\r
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang\r
@ @\r
\r
\r
\r
\r
\r
\r
";
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