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Greenbacks (12" Version)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Greenbacks (12" Version)은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1999년 10월 19일일에 Metalface Records에서 발매되었습니다.Operation: Doomsday (Complete)
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발매일1999년 10월 19일
라벨Metalface Records
언어English
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
에너지
BPM84

뮤직 비디오

뮤직 비디오

크레딧

실연 아티스트
MF DOOM
MF DOOM
보컬
Megalon
Megalon
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Daniel Dumile
Daniel Dumile
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
MF DOOM
MF DOOM
프로듀서

가사

[MF Doom
A fly tramp, that's what she called me
'Cause I don't wear no Stetson hats like Paul C
As y'all see, who give a fuck? Who know what is it?
These styles will be flipped to the absolute exquisite
It's like a blizzard, soon as I got home from ATL
Looked into my baby's face, my boo was like ... "Well!
I know your types of clientele! Thoughts, needs"
As I held her firmly, yet gentle as the soft sea
She said, "The one with the horse weave?" The pretty one?"
All crazy, had to touch the tattoo through the short sleeve
Which one you want? I'm like, "If there was comp?
Fuck around, a **** like me probably run up in all three!"
King Geedorah what they call me, either caesar or baldy
Probably half-boozed since last y'all saw me
On the D-low, I slaughter solo emcees, they paper-thin
In they Polo, Nautica, or DK men
Amen! It's funny how significance make a difference
Notice parables of three in every other inference
For instance: "Who wanna battle? On the real?
Choose your weapon: microphone, beats, or the wheels-of-steel"
I own a crown in all three for getting down without a doubt
I'd like to give a extra special out
To Jet Jaguar, the sun, moon and star
The Monster Island Czars – y'all know who you are
Get that!
[Tommy Gunn
Coming straight from the black lungs
I rip tracks for all players that pack guns
Stack ones in packs, done and doing back-to-back runs
To my peeps that close, so's ya' knows what's up
Y'all know the dough's quick, hoes that mess with 5-O shrimp like, "What?"
Like they wanna shmoosh us, just to packing the pushers
I'm packing gat then bust a cap at po-po
If they catch us and try to push us
Since when a MINY **** don't be taking no shit?
I be that drug dealing **** that be fucking ya' bitch!
What a fella! Like Salt, Pepa, Spinderella
I came to spark the deaf, dumb and blind like Helen Keller
If I'm not with George of the Jungle, if he not with Stella
Or either Priscilla, I'm doing dips on Godzilla
Though y'all know he don't play, right?
TNT throws a **** out a moving van in broad daylight
And he was shackled by hands and feet
Then they say he tried to escape, once his face scraped the concrete
Near the curb on Monster Island, 103 Street
Where brothers run the risk of getting swallowed once the Beast eat
I'd rather lay in the cut, collect cash pay
Only TNT I see is Gilligan's castaway
With Mary Jane and Ginger
Oh, from which you spent the night by accident, I creep like a ninja
When the mack is bent, who can give one fuck?
Get bucked, get broke up like three-piece nun-chucks
Y'all sun struck, sick to they head-piece
Three-headed beast brings the drama to a dead cease
(Get that money, god)
Sick to they head-piece
(Get that money, god)
(Get that money, god)
(Get that money, god)
Greenbacks ... the meanest green stacks
Written by: Daniel Dumile
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