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INTERPRÉTATION
Al Hirt
Al Hirt
Artiste samplé
Maseo
Maseo
Chant
Posdnuos
Posdnuos
Chant
Shortie No Mass
Shortie No Mass
Chant
Trugoy the Dove
Trugoy the Dove
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Paroles
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Paroles
Paul Huston
Paul Huston
Composition
Vincent Lamont Mason
Vincent Lamont Mason
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
De La Soul
De La Soul
Production
Prince Paul
Prince Paul
Production
Bob Power
Bob Power
Ingénierie de mixage
Tim Latham
Tim Latham
Ingénierie de prise de son
Patrick Derivaz
Patrick Derivaz
Ingénieries complémentaires
Gerard Julien
Gerard Julien
Assistance d’ingénierie
Brad Schmidt
Brad Schmidt
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ken Quartarone
Ken Quartarone
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mikael Ifversen
Mikael Ifversen
Assistance d’ingénierie
Brian Sperber
Brian Sperber
Assistance d’ingénierie
Eric Gast
Eric Gast
Assistance d’ingénierie
Hoover Le
Hoover Le
Assistance d’ingénierie
Scotty Hard
Scotty Hard
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Flam
Chris Flam
Assistance d’ingénierie
Howard Kessler
Howard Kessler
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Joe Warda
Joe Warda
Assistance d’ingénierie
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Ingénierie de mastérisation

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I'm buggin' E-ghostbusters Mercy, mercy, (ego trip, ego trip) Mercy! (ego trip, ego trip) Mercy! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Yep, yep big trucker man's rollin' in town How ya do, how ya do I got the joints to make ya (jump!) Because I'm headin' eastbound Tired of the merry go round and around And everybody's talkin' bout you're stuff funny But they still tellin' lies to me I got the trees in my backyard And it's hard for them to tell a lie to me And who's the foot, I'm the foot but who's steppin' (Ain't no half steppin') You know where I'm steppin' Skirts play wit it cause I'm slick like that I'm the greatest MC in the world You gots to gimme gimme mine 'cause I'm heavy when I weigh it Watch the way I say it (ego trip) I change my pitch up, smack my bitch up, I never did it The flavor's bein' bought, but brothers ain't gettin' it Get it, or else you're a goner When I rolls over ya gonna have to wanna lamp Cause it's the Chattanooga champ Takin' the train, takin' the train, takin' the train, takin' a train Now I'm somethin' like a phenomenon I'm somethin' like a phenomenon Well, I'm the hourglass cat Drug it out of jack (For Jill) 'Cause I spilled the phenomenon Pack the holes in my lawn Got girls in my song Word is bond, I'm a livin' phenomenon Well I'm a better brand 'cause I'm a superman I run the block with my circle cause I'm nubian I got the platinum rust, so don't even fuss 'Cause DJ Paul, he's down with us Now people stop takin' my stylin' for a joke I don't sassafrass, I put the foot up their ass Sometimes I'm fast, blow off like a seal When they reminisce over you For real Mase chopped the record down to the bone And now Renee King is on my telephone But I got the Ring Ring Ha Ha Hey Hey 'Cause this type of shit it happens every day I got to make me a connection so my imports stuff (Word) Word 'em up 'Cause I'm so fly Yes on and on I'm ins like - (Don't rock my yacht) I got Gills like Johnny Sail at 7 elf (Well, good for ya) Bigger than bigs, dig it (I dug it) Ways that amazes popes I am the is equals is 'cause it's caught up When the tides taught me the ropes No weights for the baits (Man, I'll give you four) For a verb unheard of (Man, gimme one more) Alright you got it if you're special With a dapper toe tapper when a lot's goin' on (And ain't a damn thing happenin') The answer to the riddle is me and here's the question Who can be (fresh), who can be (dope) Who can be (nice), who can be (beautiful) Who can be (word), who can be? Me be the Jericho Turnpike bandit Yes, competition try to troupe my way I sing the song you never heard before I feed the famine in the mind So mind ya manners baby I run a line on ya Lay ya on the springs then slay ya All this and a condom 'cause I be a taxpayer Promotin' of a moccasin I skin like Danny Boone When I swallow hear the (gulp) So give me roomm just give me room back the hell up Back the hell up Know what I'm sayin' Or when I run the mic there won't be no delayin' Pressure 40 does it like a Easy Bake oven Blues got the muffin Eat it! Blues got the muffin Eat it!! Intoxicate many wit my talk without intoxicatin' myself low So I gots to walk slow but... Don't you get too high (Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip) (Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!!) Somebody's cryin'? I know somebody's cryin' Who's cryin'? Yo, somebody's cryin' here (Trippin' down the fuckin' stairs) (YEEAAAHHH!)
Writer(s): Paul E. Huston, Vincent L. Mason, Kelvin Mercer, David Jolicoeur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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