Dumb - Swollen Members, エヴァーラスト, Slaine & Tre Nyce：歌詞、ミュージックビデオ、コンサート

Swollen Members, エヴァーラスト, Slaine & Tre Nyce

Dumb

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Dumbは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2022年11月4日にSuburban Noize RecordsによりリリースされましたThe Best Of

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アルバムThe Best Of

リリース日2022年11月4日

レーベルSuburban Noize Records

LanguageEnglish

メロディック度

アコースティック度

ヴァランス

ダンサビリティ

エネルギー

BPM103

概要

歌詞

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Swollen Members

Swollen Members

Performer

Everlast

Performer

Madchild

Performer

Slaine

Performer

Tre Nyce

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Robin Hooper

Songwriter

Shane Bunting

Songwriter

Kiley Hendriks

Songwriter

George Carroll

Songwriter

Erik Schrody

Songwriter

Trumaine Lecesne

Trumaine Lecesne

Songwriter

歌詞

[Verse 1]

Yeah

Yeah

[Verse 2]

I'm just too hot to touch, you know I'm the law

I smoke about a million pounds of dutch and sat what

Shortie keep backing it up and on the low

I might take her to the back to fuck, get a nut

Nice, you cant tell me I ain't came up

Fast, raw pitcher, I deliver with no change up

Fuckin' right I'm famous, balling like the Lakers

Only time I move is to go collect my paper

[Verse 3]

See me on the wanted poster, Mad and La Coka Nostra

Hop out of my Porsche, pull my trunk and extort ya

Yup we west coast and dog we stay posting

Walk with two toasters Louis Vuitton holsters

I'm a bad fucking bastard, yup I'm fantastic

Four but I'm the Silver Surfer flying through your door

Heard you cryin' for the war, I'ma try to serve you more

Madchilds a dope man, leave you lying on the floor

Damn chicken heads get their feathers all ruffled up

Put the potato on the pound, sound muffled up

We can get it on like Samoans and Tongans

Or we can get to war like the angles and mongols

[Verse 4]

Black mask over my face, I get em

Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em

Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum

Swollen and La Coka, don't fuck with em

[Verse 5]

Black mask over my face, I get em

Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em

Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum

Swollen and La Coka, don't fuck with em

[Verse 6]

So ladies and ah forget it were not gentlemen

I roll up in a stolen car, come hop in with them

Hand me a pill bottle I dump it and pop ten of them

Give me some booze, I slip juice like Rakim and them

I got a fuse that's too short and a noose that's too long

Feeling I could do not wrong

This invincibility they're convinced is killing me

Has essentially gotten me through any pinch you'll ever see

When my henchmen are with me tensions on the scene

Dreams are being changed, a wrench in the machine

One mention of the team leave the masses buzzing

You rebel, you thought you're on my level, you wasn't

[Verse 7]

Hotter than Ecuador, son brought a metaphor

P-1 I'm ready for war I'm on the front lines

Runs in my bloodline thirsty like lost boys

Big money bounce my accounts keep em offshore

Caribbean breeze there's ten million reasons

Y'all supper eight like rich, we four reasons

Fine linen, sterling silver, Bright Brightlen, the lady killer

[Verse 8]

Black mask over my face, I get em

Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em

Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum

Swollen and La Coka don't fuck with em

[Verse 9]

Black mask over my face, I get em

Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em

Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum

Swollen and La Coka don't fuck with em

[Verse 10]

I started war and bids when y'all was just kids

Came to your town and jumped the fuck around

Stomped out a few of you and fucked your lady

You still married her and you gave her a bay

We were young, we were crazy, we were wild and free

Ain't a grouple bitch alive get a child from me

And now you come to the shows and you reminisce

And while she waits for an autograph, you give her a kiss

She slips me a hug and a look that's knowing

If I say get on the bus, baby girl its on

Lyrics keep flowing and flowing and just flowing

Hoes keep hoeing and hoeing and just hoeing

Trees get rollin' smoking keep blowing

Coka and Swollen legend keep growing

Fast lane living no time for slowing

Gotta know where you been and watch where you're going

[Verse 11]

Black mask over my face, I get em

Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em

Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum

Swollen and La Coka don't fuck with em

[Verse 12]

Black mask over my face, I get em

Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em

Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum

Swollen and La Coka don't fuck with em

Written by: Erik Schrody, George Carroll, Kiley Hendriks, Robin Hooper, Shane Bunting, Trumaine Lecesne

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