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[00:00.000] 作词 : Wa$caR
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Wa$caR
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[00:02.805]Lyrics. W.S.R
[00:05.568]Composed by. W.S.R
[00:08.408]Prod. RED KILLER
[00:11.456]Vocal. W.S.R/Dorothea
[00:14.043]Record. Gen / 循环录音棚
[00:16.860]Mixed by. Gen / 循环录音棚
[00:19.552]Dorothea:
[00:21.445]I stand by cliffside
[00:25.007]The biting wind hits my hesitation inside
[00:30.298]W.S.R:
[00:30.620]I doubt if I really wonna pickin' a mic
[00:33.501]Dorothea:
[00:33.763]Get outta comfort zone.
[00:34.851]Still doin' this rhyme
[00:36.436]W.S.R:
[00:36.641]I don't wonna be a crap **** again
[00:39.059]Together:
[00:39.304]Stiffen up the faith. The lyrics won’t end.
[00:42.174]W.S.R:
[00:42.548]September, no afflatus
[00:44.764]Used to be a piece of cake
[00:46.035]I wonna make it major
[00:47.490]Daily supine made me lazy
[00:48.750]It's hard for me to make up my mind
[00:50.516]Cuz' rap can't be a money maker
[00:52.655]They say that I was crazy
[00:53.945]I can't make it
[00:55.293]I walk into a wrong path like Jameson in ABC
[00:57.972]I can't be addicted cuz' I ain't a ******* baby
[01:00.852]Rice is the basin'
[01:01.854]Can't be independent to pay it
[01:03.356]It use to be easy for me to fill the next bar
[01:05.894]My inspiring music pocket should be extra large
[01:08.655]Like Klein Bottle, the water be cut off
[01:10.150]Bored to say "****"
[01:11.322]I think I have to have a rest and take an X-ray, Nah
[01:14.140]Flow's getting normal like the story of the cornrows
[01:16.820]So much darkness around me I can only tiptoe
[01:19.248]I shouldn't have so much complaint cuz' I ain’t got such sorrows
[01:21.920]Just keep introspecting. (What’ya scared?)
[01:24.403]I don't know.
[01:25.750]May months of efforts are just a piece of waste
[01:28.392]Maybe I just wonna get that money & fame
[01:31.113]Maybe......
[01:35.646]Maybe like the beat I just hope my song gonna be filled with
[01:38.990]My own tag, my own things.
[01:40.284]Like Red killer did
[01:41.692]Maybe what I want is more than what I did.
[01:43.698]I'ma daydreamer
[01:44.691]In my dreams I talk that ****
[01:46.254]Dorothea:
[01:46.696]I stand by cliffside
[01:50.302]The biting wind hits my hesitation inside
[01:55.296]W.S.R:
[01:55.775]I doubt if I really wonna pickin' a a mic
[01:58.908]Dorothea:
[01:59.164]Get outta comfort zone.
[02:00.129]Still doin' this rhyme
[02:01.618]W.S.R:
[02:01.885]I don't wonna be a crap **** again
[02:04.332]Together:
[02:04.530]Stiffen up the faith. The lyrics won't end.
[02:08.321]“Just do it, nig”
[02:10.069]“It's ****, man”
[02:11.867]“Put your hands up!”
[02:13.274]"We gon **** the world!"
[02:15.281]“We gonna **** that show!”
[02:18.213]Yep. That's all what I wonna listen to, but
[02:21.153]I made the song. Who listen it? ****
[02:24.267]I said I ain't care about the **** bucks.
[02:27.086]Like telling jokes in rappin' theme park.
[02:29.038]Dorothea:
[02:29.264]I stand by cliffside
[02:32.960]The biting wind hits my hesitation inside
[02:38.202]W.S.R:
[02:38.513]I doubt if I really wonna pickin' a a mic
[02:41.591]Dorothea:
[02:41.875]Get outta comfort zone.
[02:42.792]Still doin' this rhyme
[02:44.449]W.S.R:
[02:44.656]I don't wonna be a crap **** again
[02:46.977]Together:
[02:47.145]Stiffen up the faith. The lyrics won’t end.
[02:50.241]W.S.R:
[02:50.537]I don't know why I got that hesitation
[02:52.969]Such ******* information like the commercialization
[02:56.285]Continuation.
[02:57.183]I’m a mental hospital patient
[02:58.329]Recievin' a acculturation.
[02:59.740]**** that cultivation. I
[03:01.799]am sorry to rap.
[03:02.933]Cuz' I made pop instead
[03:04.392]When walkin' into lab
[03:05.601]I don't know how to express that
[03:07.157]Feeling to rap to the best type, to be perfect
[03:09.929]I sound the word wrongly.
[03:11.125]Kickin' my ***
[03:12.458]Dissin
[03:13.697]Keepin' dissin' is meant to
[03:16.308]Be a **** thing
[03:17.635]Originated from slum street
[03:20.289]Blossom out into the art ****
[03:22.976]Got no ******* rhyme except ****
[03:25.554]They call me lil' Em but weaker than Kelly
[03:28.170]I wonna sell it
[03:29.849]Not a gesture “L” ****
[03:30.981]My brain is jailed
[03:32.289]My heart set sailin’
[03:33.629]I ain't the one I used to be.
[03:35.041]Wonna get wealthy
[03:36.270]I want the tacky money & fame.
[03:37.802]It is realistic
[03:40.198]Humans love eatin' meat
[03:41.526]Endless desire
[03:42.939]It's the linchpin
[03:44.257]The more you get, the more you want
[03:46.847]The more you did, the more you owned
[03:49.479]Thanks fo you to listen to my heart beat
[03:52.515]Maybe this time I won't be a crap ****
[03:54.511]Dorothea:
[03:54.842]I stand by cliffside
[03:58.385]The biting wind hits my hesitation inside
[04:03.507]W.S.R:
[04:03.781]I doubt if I really wonna pickin' a a mic
[04:06.929]Dorothea:
[04:07.113]Get outta comfort zone.
[04:08.194]Still doin' this rhyme
[04:09.749]W.S.R:
[04:10.003]I don't wonna be a crap **** again
[04:12.352]Together:
[04:12.599]Stiffen up the faith. The lyrics won't end.
文本歌词
作词 : Wa$caR
作曲 : Wa$caR
Start or End
Lyrics. W.S.R
Composed by. W.S.R
Prod. RED KILLER
Vocal. W.S.R/Dorothea
Record. Gen / 循环录音棚
Mixed by. Gen / 循环录音棚
Dorothea:
I stand by cliffside
The biting wind hits my hesitation inside
W.S.R:
I doubt if I really wonna pickin' a mic
Dorothea:
Get outta comfort zone.
Still doin' this rhyme
W.S.R:
I don't wonna be a crap **** again
Together:
Stiffen up the faith. The lyrics won’t end.
W.S.R:
September, no afflatus
Used to be a piece of cake
I wonna make it major
Daily supine made me lazy
It's hard for me to make up my mind
Cuz' rap can't be a money maker
They say that I was crazy
I can't make it
I walk into a wrong path like Jameson in ABC
I can't be addicted cuz' I ain't a ******* baby
Rice is the basin'
Can't be independent to pay it
It use to be easy for me to fill the next bar
My inspiring music pocket should be extra large
Like Klein Bottle, the water be cut off
Bored to say "****"
I think I have to have a rest and take an X-ray, Nah
Flow's getting normal like the story of the cornrows
So much darkness around me I can only tiptoe
I shouldn't have so much complaint cuz' I ain’t got such sorrows
Just keep introspecting. (What’ya scared?)
I don't know.
May months of efforts are just a piece of waste
Maybe I just wonna get that money & fame
Maybe......
Maybe like the beat I just hope my song gonna be filled with
My own tag, my own things.
Like Red killer did
Maybe what I want is more than what I did.
I'ma daydreamer
In my dreams I talk that ****
Dorothea:
I stand by cliffside
The biting wind hits my hesitation inside
W.S.R:
I doubt if I really wonna pickin' a a mic
Dorothea:
Get outta comfort zone.
Still doin' this rhyme
W.S.R:
I don't wonna be a crap **** again
Together:
Stiffen up the faith. The lyrics won't end.
“Just do it, nig”
“It's ****, man”
“Put your hands up!”
"We gon **** the world!"
“We gonna **** that show!”
Yep. That's all what I wonna listen to, but
I made the song. Who listen it? ****
I said I ain't care about the **** bucks.
Like telling jokes in rappin' theme park.
Dorothea:
I stand by cliffside
The biting wind hits my hesitation inside
W.S.R:
I doubt if I really wonna pickin' a a mic
Dorothea:
Get outta comfort zone.
Still doin' this rhyme
W.S.R:
I don't wonna be a crap **** again
Together:
Stiffen up the faith. The lyrics won’t end.
W.S.R:
I don't know why I got that hesitation
Such ******* information like the commercialization
Continuation.
I’m a mental hospital patient
Recievin' a acculturation.
**** that cultivation. I
am sorry to rap.
Cuz' I made pop instead
When walkin' into lab
I don't know how to express that
Feeling to rap to the best type, to be perfect
I sound the word wrongly.
Kickin' my ***
Dissin
Keepin' dissin' is meant to
Be a **** thing
Originated from slum street
Blossom out into the art ****
Got no ******* rhyme except ****
They call me lil' Em but weaker than Kelly
I wonna sell it
Not a gesture “L” ****
My brain is jailed
My heart set sailin’
I ain't the one I used to be.
Wonna get wealthy
I want the tacky money & fame.
It is realistic
Humans love eatin' meat
Endless desire
It's the linchpin
The more you get, the more you want
The more you did, the more you owned
Thanks fo you to listen to my heart beat
Maybe this time I won't be a crap ****
Dorothea:
I stand by cliffside
The biting wind hits my hesitation inside
W.S.R:
I doubt if I really wonna pickin' a a mic
Dorothea:
Get outta comfort zone.
Still doin' this rhyme
W.S.R:
I don't wonna be a crap **** again
Together:
Stiffen up the faith. The lyrics won't end.