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Ill Vibe

アーティスト:Busta Rhymes  アルバム:The Coming  作詞:FAREED KAMAAL IBN JOHN/SMITH TREVOR/RHYMES BUSTA  作曲:FAREED KAMAAL IBN JOHN/SMITH TREVOR/RHYMES BUSTA 

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My rhymes profess life like the birds and the bees Make Funk-Master Flex say yo I'm feeling these Flows make you shit in your drawers. Change your dungarees Smoking trees, getting cottonmouth, wild munchies Bowed down the block eating food at Luigi's Constipated...too much extra cheese Well anyway, while I was cooling down at Luigi's I met some Siamese twins from overseas...Lebanese Let's begin with the friends from New Orleans They had a fifth friend. She was straight Black-Portuguese Pretty palm-olive-soaped skin, Aloe Vera-lese She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies The type of chick you would kill for to get between the knees Yo. I made time to chill with Miss Portuguese Would you believe, the bitch tried to steal my fucking house keys And rob me for my G's Had to show this crazy broad, I mastered my Degrees and my Ph.D.s Got your face on camera; motherfucker say cheese You better get with your friends quick, before I start to squeeze Getting caught up in that freaky gold-digger Jamborees I caught that ill vibe, Tip (Word, Bust?) Yo, yo, word That ill vibe, Tip (Word, Bust? ) Yo, yo, word 'Cause when I'm in the place you know my shit be absurd. (I caught that ill vibe Bust) Word Tip? (Yo, yo, word) (That ill vibe, Bust) Word, Tip? (Yo, yo, word) (So when I hold the Mic you know my shit be absurd) (I caught that ill vibe, Bust) Word, Tip? (Yo, yo, word) Q-Tip I got weight on my shoulders in the form of this beat Ain't nothing sweet, on the street, for good these I compete Come off complete


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