[00:00.00] 作词 : Mario Collazo/Marcus Albaladejo
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Mario Collazo/Marcus Albaladejo
[00:02.58][Verse 1: Planetary]
[00:10.92]You gonna need a whole lot more manpower
[00:13.71]It takes a nation of millions to budhe Plan powered
[00:16.38]My for built for that fourth court drill I'll
[00:18.96]Cardiovascular vernacular skill
[00:21.24]As I dip into the Acura my stance on tilt
[00:23.88]Gotta watch who's in back of us, they yak got filled
[00:26.73]And the whiskey from the Crown got me tipsy outta town
[00:29.40]But I gotta be alert; cops hit you when you down, clowns
[00:32.67]I ain't tryna be Amadou Diallo
[00:35.16]Or Oscar Grant I'd rather dance with the hollow
[00:37.89]And strike first that's how much the mic's worth
[00:40.17]With a slight urge I might enlighten the nice word
[00:43.53]Tight verbs are righteous polite swerve
[00:45.54]Put my temper to the cinder, colder than icebergs
[00:48.84]And my nerves is shot, I don't deserve this spot
[00:51.48]I'm about to pass the torch to who's first on the block
[00:54.30]Now your turf get hot and now you stumbling nervous
[00:56.97]Eyes red cause you trapped inside a dungeon with serpents
[00:59.73]Every inch of my teeth clench, I'm hungry
[01:01.95]Nothing satisfies my hunger like more money
[01:11.94][Verse 2: Crypt the Warchild]
[01:15.84]Rock-a-bye to the world, have a nice dream
[01:18.48]When the lights go out you hear the pipes scream
[01:21.06]The sirens, the melody of these colds streets
[01:23.82]My heart pumps adrenaline so I don't sleep
[01:26.61]Hold heat if the shit decides to hit the fan
[01:29.25]And if it really happens then I'm a hit up Plan
[01:31.98]Put my chips on the table going all in
[01:34.68]Ride out for my family and close friends
[01:37.38]Gotta watch those praying on my downfall
[01:40.05]Those who like to send shots, I'm a outdraw
[01:42.66]Something bound to happen, I'm patiently waiting
[01:45.12]Nightmares become reality, bad situation
[01:48.12]We celebrate life, special occasion
[01:50.61]Solid foundation, a new day seems so amazing
[01:53.64]Death angel wanna take you for a long ride
[01:56.13]And if he ever comes holla man I won't hide
[01:58.65]So I life live like it's my last day
[02:01.35]No lie I've been lost inside my cash tray
[02:04.11]So high, days are confused, I feel I can't pray
[02:06.66]Not knowing what the future holds, maybe I can't stay

作词 : Mario Collazo/Marcus Albaladejo
作曲 : Mario Collazo/Marcus Albaladejo
You gonna need a whole lot more manpower
It takes a nation of millions to budhe Plan powered
My for built for that fourth court drill I'll
Cardiovascular vernacular skill
As I dip into the Acura my stance on tilt
Gotta watch who's in back of us, they yak got filled
And the whiskey from the Crown got me tipsy outta town
But I gotta be alert; cops hit you when you down, clowns
I ain't tryna be Amadou Diallo
Or Oscar Grant I'd rather dance with the hollow
And strike first that's how much the mic's worth
With a slight urge I might enlighten the nice word
Tight verbs are righteous polite swerve
Put my temper to the cinder, colder than icebergs
And my nerves is shot, I don't deserve this spot
I'm about to pass the torch to who's first on the block
Now your turf get hot and now you stumbling nervous
Eyes red cause you trapped inside a dungeon with serpents
Every inch of my teeth clench, I'm hungry
Nothing satisfies my hunger like more money
Rock-a-bye to the world, have a nice dream
When the lights go out you hear the pipes scream
The sirens, the melody of these colds streets
My heart pumps adrenaline so I don't sleep
Hold heat if the shit decides to hit the fan
And if it really happens then I'm a hit up Plan
Put my chips on the table going all in
Ride out for my family and close friends
Gotta watch those praying on my downfall
Those who like to send shots, I'm a outdraw
Something bound to happen, I'm patiently waiting
Nightmares become reality, bad situation
We celebrate life, special occasion
Solid foundation, a new day seems so amazing
Death angel wanna take you for a long ride
And if he ever comes holla man I won't hide
So I life live like it's my last day
No lie I've been lost inside my cash tray
So high, days are confused, I feel I can't pray
Not knowing what the future holds, maybe I can't stay