3:16歌詞

作詞 : Carter, Douthit, Murs ...
Left me standin' here
On this lonely street to cry
This is a Living Legends Justice League
Definitive Jux production
Brought to you by 9th Wonder and Murs
What up though Still givin' a **** so
Open up your changer and get ready to dump those
Disc of the dudes that be soundin' the same
They get up on TV steady clownin' for fame
Disrespectin' ancestors that was bound in them chains
But I'm around in the game so thangs is bound to change
I'm tryin to walk that thin line between intelligence and ignorance
Have a little fun while makin' music of significance
A nemesis to ****** just bumpin' they gums
I give a **** where you from it's where your heart at *****
You gon' bite little doggie or just bark that ****
A slave to the rhythm 9th spark that whip
'Cause my heart can't quit I got something to say
'Cause these ****** wanna act NWA
****** wit' artillery and nothin' to spray
Just some non right assholes with nothin' to say
That's right **********as
Old salty ass sideways ass **********as
Y'all ****ed up now huh Murs get 'em
I'm from where we leaving
Running and we hop outta cars
Jump out and beat you down in some new All stars
No stars and stripes just bars and pipes
And ****** just start shootin'
They too hard to fight
I'm scarred for life and charge this mic with bars of fright
Dare any one of you frauds to bite
I'm raw as life with loss of wife and causin' strife
Spittin' sharp wit like I floss with knives
Not contrived or conceited on your radio repeated
I'm elitist and I leave this Red Hot like Kiedis
I'm a Californicator and a street narrator
Steady runnin' rappers down until they meet their maker
Concrete caretaker to these weak imitators
They a screech to my Slater
Piece of beef to a gator
Or the heat versus Lakers
I'ma speak to ya later
And let 9th take me out with techniques and a fader
What's wrong wit y'all man
The **** is y'all thinkin' bout
Damn them **********as is lame man
Get ya **** right man
I'm from the home of Double K
Nothin' but trouble gang
KWS's LTS's OFA's
And every other crew that used to rack cans and spray
And mob the RUD before the MTA
So don't hate what I say or talk down when I bust mine
Tryin' to make some green like the Culver city bus line
I'm unsigned and hyped
Dump mines on site
This Living Legend gang what you punks rhymin' like
I combine with 9th sickest with these beats
I mean so sick like he's forgettin' to eat
A hard man to take down like Michael Vick on his feet
And anybody chose me they was thinkin' defeat
I'ma spit with this heat until I get my credit
I'm a verbal martial artist like I'm signed to Shady Records
And you *****es best respect it or I will destroy you
Have your whole crew screamin' out
"You're my boy blue"