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Thought @ Work
14,774
嘻哈/说唱
Thought @ Work 由 Geffen 于 2002年11月26日 发行,作为专辑“ ”的一部分。Phrenology
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发行日期2002年11月26日
唱片公司Geffen
旋律性
不插电
Valence
舞蹈性
能量
BPM110

音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
Black Thought
Black Thought
声乐
Jef Lee Johnson
Jef Lee Johnson
吉他
Kamal Gray
Kamal Gray
键盘
Leonard Hubbard
Leonard Hubbard
男低音
阿何米尔哈利普“寻爱”·汤普森
阿何米尔哈利普“寻爱”·汤普森
作曲和作词
James Gray
James Gray
词曲作者
Leonard Hubbard
Leonard Hubbard
词曲作者
Benjamin Kenney
Benjamin Kenney
词曲作者
Ahmir Thompson
Ahmir Thompson
词曲作者
制作和工程
阿何米尔哈利普“寻爱”·汤普森
阿何米尔哈利普“寻爱”·汤普森
制作人
Ahmir Thompson
Ahmir Thompson
混音工程师
Gordon Gass
Gordon Gass
录音工程师
Vince Dilorenzo
Vince Dilorenzo
助理录音工程师
Ray Wilson
Ray Wilson
助理录音工程师
Russell "The Dragon" Elevado
Russell "The Dragon" Elevado
混音工程师
Steef Van De Gevel
Steef Van De Gevel
助理录音工程师
Jon Adler
Jon Adler
助理混音工程师
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
母带工程师
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
母带工程师
Jon Smeltz
Jon Smeltz
录音工程师
Steve Mandell
Steve Mandell
助理录音工程师

歌词

[Verse 1]
Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride and dump on it
And send a couple of boys to that corner of yours
And roll out with a **** slumped on it
You see Black fall back, son
Me and Shock up in a black Regal, no insurance
[Verse 2]
We like DEA servin' warrants
So tell the freaks you know to stop whorin'
We gon' grab the mics and get 'em off the wall
So everybody in here can stop snorin'
Yo, where the safe, Money, unlock it, pull it out your pocket
Ben Banneker Bay with the Al Moroccan
Black Thought in all capitals like the sovereign
Girls, get your eyes back up out the sockets
[Verse 3]
Focus, flawless, New York to Europe
To lands where my feet ain't even touch the soil yet
We're the movement, the rap solution
It thumps so hard, we got 'em worldwide usin' 'em
Tracks from Black for satisfaction
The role of captain played by Samuel L. Jackson
Yo, ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit, your soul absorb it
[Verse 4]
A real raw **** won't fold or forfeit
A thoroughbred gon' enforce it
Tariq, where the beats at?
And where the people out their seats at?
For what? 'Cause y'all on it
I'm like Aquaman and Brown Hornet
I'm like Imhotep, but don't flaunt it
Dawg, reintroducin' master thespian
Ho-telling-est, illin-est, MCing
[Verse 5]
Fuck getting money for real, get freedom
Black on the grind from a.m. to the p.m.
Splash up, crash up the X5 BM
Motive entertainment, the Philly mob we in
Weak hearts, yo, we not them
What up, ****? T3 **** Baatin
When the M-Ill get home, we gon' win
First thing to fall is cats with no chin
[Verse 6]
The mic that Black hold remain smokin'
And ladies up in the place is wide open
For real, you know what I'm talkin' about?
Pull it out your pocket, pull it out your pocket
Pull it out your pocket, check it out
[Verse 7]
You feel this shit soon as they throw it on
You feel this joint, this shit's your favorite song
You at the dancehall, you got it going on
It's time to show it off, so throw your hands up
Check it out, yo
You feel this shit soon as they throw it on
You feel this shit, this joint's your favorite song
You at the dancehall, you got it going on
It's time to show it off, y'all **** know what's up
[Verse 8]
Yo, here go the rapper of the year, year of the rap
Come from South Philly where the hammers are clapped, huh
Violate and you will answer to Black
You a thug, not really, is the answer to that
Lee ya, boxed silly with the hands skill attack
Cancel your check flip, dismantle your trap, huh
Wanna pack, can't handle your strap
You a schmuck type, shoot your man in the back
[Verse 9]
Meanwhile, I'm outstanding, and I'm outspoken
Wild out, take fools out without jokin'
If I run out of shots, I'm goin' out pokin'
On a date with sis, we goin' out strokin'
And the shot is fantastic
The fantastic is the romantic
And to the freaks in the house, if you're ready to bounce
We can go to the flat, then get tantric
[Verse 10]
Yeah, you pronounce the name, Tariq, any questions?
Street hip-hop, I bring forth the essence
You see us pulling up five deep
With nothing but dimes inside of my Jeep
I'm not arguing to get in VIP, cocksucker prick
Suck a dick, I'm a floss for the fuck of it
Girls say the bro Black be on some other shit
**** talk like you work for the government
[Verse 11]
My word's worth like Barnes & Noble
Spit hot flames that'll harm your vocal
Spit thought name, I'ma bomb your local
Neighborness, for a ten-mile radius
Well, every ghetto cravin' this new anthem
My brain unstable and I'm just too handsome
I bang with the best around
Who can test the crown when I finesse the sound?
Here come the controller
[Verse 12]
You feel this shit soon as they throw it on
You feel this joint, this shit's your favorite song
You at the dancehall, you got it going on
It's time to show it off, so throw your hands up
Check it out, yo
You feel this joint soon as they throw it on, yo
You feel this joint, this shit's your favorite song
You at the dancehall, it's time to show it off, you got it going on
Y'all **** know what's up
[Verse 13]
Move with it, work with it, fuck with it, work it out, come on
Move with it, work with it, fuck with it, work it out, come on
Written by: Benjamin Kenney, James Gray, Leonard Hubbard, Questlove
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