Think Differently (feat. Casual, Roc Marciano & Tragedy Khadafi) - Cannibal Ox：歌詞、音樂影片和演唱會

Think Differently (feat. Casual, Roc Marciano & Tragedy Khadafi)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Think Differently (feat. Casual, Roc Marciano & Tragedy Khadafi) 由 IGC Records / iHipHop Distribution 於 2013年12月3日發行，收錄於專輯《》中Gotham (Deluxe LP Edition)

歌曲詳情

專輯Gotham (Deluxe LP Edition)

發行日期2013年12月3日

標籤IGC Records / iHipHop Distribution

旋律

原聲音質

Valence

節奏感

輕快

BPM84

概覽

歌詞

積分

演出藝人

Cannibal Ox

演出者

Wu-Tang Clan

演出者

Casual

演出者

Roc Marciano

演出者

Tragedy Khadafi

Tragedy Khadafi

演出者

Vordul Mega

演出者

Wu-Tang

饒舌

詞曲

R. Meyers

詞曲創作

S Gardener

詞曲創作

P. Chapman

詞曲創作

J. Cross

詞曲創作

Jonathan Owens

詞曲創作

製作與工程團隊

Cannibal Ox

製作人

Casual

製作人

Roc Marciano

製作人

Tragedy Khadafi

Tragedy Khadafi

製作人

Vordul Mega

製作人

Wu-Tang

製作人

Bronze Nazareth

Bronze Nazareth

製作人

歌詞

[Verse 1]

It go, gangsta-gangsta, thug, killa

I'm the black panther that shot the drug dealer

I live on the block where dudes bust they knocks

Ride on top of the car, they crush they rocks

**** hop my fence to run from cops

Shit, I'm a **** too so I know how **** do

Keep it real, you should let that bullshit silence

You only been involved in domestic violence

[Verse 2]

****, I chase Remis with Long Islands

Catch us in the club, doing them wrong wildin'

The microphone marvelous, Marvin Hagler

It's obvious, in the lobby, suavely dressed

Where the party is? Round trip flight to La Guardia

Nobody dodge when we walk through the audience

[Verse 3]

Dolo with more dough to blow though, for sure though

Slide one deep in a four door, I'm poor though

Catch me rocking a Lisa Lobo, bump yo ho

I want more for the four row

[Verse 4]

And the Pope can't save your soul

What I unfold was written in gold, hieroglyphic Egyptian scroll

Streets I've been in from the beginning, I'm a legend

Never fleein' from my enemies, shots I'm sending

Musical martyr like John Lennon, from the beginning

Spit with a vengeance, semi-automatic weapon repping

Calm stop, warlock like David Geffen

Blowin' ox, like oxygen out of my nostrils

[Verse 5]

Seen brave men fight for they honor and even die

Two gorgeous divas blowing the heaters down the ride

To the end of the Earth, through hell, water and fire

Queen Messiah, camouflage black attire

Magnum opus, top five, dead or alive

The feds focus my militants, swervin' the lotus

Mossberg in the hostess, I write then release it

Then I bless the street, giving birth to soldiers

[Verse 6]

Rolls gold, King Tut piece, flooded with boulders

I praise Allah, making salat, facing the east

This is for the black and white babies starving to eat

Think differently

[Verse 7]

Poverty stricken, fried chicken, fly rhyme kicking

Blind visions from the mind's wisdom in this crime religion

**** listen, what I'm spitting is hard as prison

Benches in the trenches, grim intentions, twin Doberman pinches

Leather trenches, lead drenches for brat endless gats, eleven inches

Ya neck, slit it, your head, spin it

The epidemic will spread infinite so once the thread is knitted

For seven digits, it's just business, no disrespect intended

[Verse 8]

To he who feel offended, a beatdown cannot be prevented

Beginnin', the game, I'm deep in it, until my Yankee fitted

Squish three Lee Haney ****, squeeze three eighty triggers

Used to fuck my babysitters, now I whip Mercedes-Benz'

I stand alone 'cause I'm grown, for me to crush the Walkman

Gang lover, supporter of any sort when I'm in New York

Rollin' for dolo, the Willie Bobo, gotta door, word to Jomo

The kid in the polo got the world on a yo-yo

[Verse 9]

Your happy meal skills is still, no frills

Cook pills, sign deals, when you see me, just kneel

Or whoppin' meals, your hospital bill

Blood from your nostril spilled, it's not looking well

When I lick off shots, the hostages yell

Chopper fell like ox tail, your optic's swell

[Verse 10]

Ninjas with blades raised from jungles of wolves

In hoods where hammers bark and the tenants spark

Police on radar so we stay fogged up

Puffin' blunts, sippin' Goose and damage

God damn it's hard, but still we gettin' by like rhinos

Ones that peel, crucified on the Earth for guns and nails

Nine inches, hurt, I cause stitches, build with Gods on track

[Verse 11]

Suffering visible scars, it's hard to relax, ready to spaz, no weed

Thirst for cash, times moving fast

We like cheaters with masks, lighting cheeba and hash

Tryin' to balance the steps, screaming, we need freedom

Tired of bleeding where eagles let out evil

Talons of death, no time for weakness

Higher heights to reach, advance the concrete with iron feet

Written by: J. Cross, Jonathan Owens, P. Chapman, R. Meyers, S Gardener

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