Tic Toc - Lords of the Underground.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : DR
[00:05.416]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:07.418]Throw your hands in the air
[00:08.836]And do it for your block (um)
[00:10.702]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:12.721]Throw your hands in the air
[00:14.035]And please don't stop (um)
[00:15.980]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:18.614](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[00:21.161]{DoItAll} Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:23.202]We're those same (um) brothers
[00:24.718]Who brought you "Chief Rocka”
[00:25.693]Now, um, underground's my style
[00:27.318]To this I have vows, and I swear to my god
[00:29.861]I'll always rock a crowd
[00:30.949]So (um) peace to my area, N.W.K.
[00:33.009]Which is scarier, so if your on the deals
[00:35.045]Who cares, the more the merrier
[00:36.445]Now right off South Orange on the block of one-nine
[00:39.027]Of course, thirteenth ave is my stomping grounds
[00:41.725]I open up my chest and to my 'hood give my heart
[00:44.319]Cause without the heart then your 'hood falls apart
[00:46.752]So respect to the cement
[00:48.250]The park called "the Corner"
[00:49.597]Cause that's where the DoItAll do was performin'
[00:52.280]Runnin' from the cops, I couldn't be stopped
[00:54.472]Cuz I was jumpin' big gates that connected the blocks
[00:57.173]Now before makin' records, the 'hood was my savior
[00:59.990]But now I'm making tunes
[01:00.975]To make you jam wit 'cha neighbor
[01:03.015]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:05.061]Throw your hands in the air
[01:06.381]And do it for your block (um)
[01:08.293]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:10.301]Throw your hands in the air
[01:11.667]And please don't stop (um)
[01:13.522]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:15.512]Throw your hands in the air
[01:16.852]And represent your block (um)
[01:18.722]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:21.343](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[01:23.049]{Mr. Funke} Well, I be the funk-ular
[01:24.384]Ultra-funk-ular
[01:25.253]Gamma-funk-ular
[01:26.262]Half you rappers out there
[01:27.265]Couldn't see me with binoculars
[01:28.938]Anyone who thinks he'll take me out
[01:30.387]is just a dreamer. If you think you're the bomb
[01:32.691]Then I'm Hiroshima. When I die,
[01:34.584]I hope they're making records up in heaven
[01:36.522]On a scale of one to ten, I'm like 100-5th-11
[01:39.212]And sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones
[01:41.889]But if you ever try to diss the Lords
[01:43.643]Then it's on. I go on beat... off beat...
[01:45.868]Then jump right back on time
[01:46.811]I drop another rhyme and talk about
[01:48.417]your fat ugly mama (EEWWW!)
[01:49.746]M.C.'s cannot rock me, I'm stone-proof
[01:51.846]Me grabbin' the mic is like
[01:53.128]Superman running to a phone booth
[01:55.405]Straight from Martin Luther King Boulevard
[01:57.393]In the heart of Newark, New Jersey
[01:58.723]Make you say "Lord have mercy"
[01:59.950]If you step up in my face then it's do or die
[02:02.865]And I'm gonna make you cry (waaahhhhh!!)
[02:05.891]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:07.864]Throw your hands in the air
[02:09.228]And do it for your block (um)
[02:11.122]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:13.098]Throw your hands in the air
[02:14.431]And please don't stop (um)
[02:16.318]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:18.328]Throw your hands in the air
[02:19.646]And represent your block (um)
[02:21.567]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:24.274](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[02:26.187]{DoItAll} Well, times have changed
[02:27.704]Not only for the urban but also for suburban
[02:30.081]We get props, we're deservin'
[02:31.635]From black kids to white kids
[02:32.788]I see them bob their heads
[02:34.024]From the blond hair to redhead
[02:35.484]I even seen a dread
[02:36.762]So now it doesn't matter
[02:37.983]As the clock winds down
[02:39.218]With the tic and the toc
[02:40.710]Because they love the sound
[02:42.043]But people 'round your area say you sell out
[02:44.329]Because you sell a million copies
[02:45.795]And your tone goes BAAAAOOWW!
[02:47.335]So do it for yourself, and do it for the 'hood
[02:49.924]But do it from the heart
[02:51.250]Cause that's when it's good
[02:52.526]Now tell me what's gonna happen after the rappin'
[02:54.924]When the clock ticks away
[02:56.252]And ain't nothin' happenin'...
[02:57.611]{Mr. Funke} I remember way back in the days
[02:59.593]On my block
[03:00.204]When the kids used to meet up in the hallway
[03:02.231]And rock on Martin Luther King's boulevard
[03:04.975]With P.C., wise, Easy Ed
[03:06.793]And my brother hard Bernard
[03:08.032]Used to hit the ill rhymes from the head
[03:10.217]While I'd hit the beat on the wall
[03:11.824]Until my hands turned red
[03:13.209]You had the Shorty two MC's, the Educated Three
[03:16.135]I got to give them props for helping me be me
[03:18.412]Now I'm the one who's educated
[03:20.110]I suffered but I made it
[03:21.362]I only write rhymes that will be appreciated
[03:23.937]No matter how large I get, the fire still burns
[03:26.550]Cause from the 'hood I came
[03:27.615]And to the 'hood I must return
[03:29.615]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:31.585]Throw your hands in the air
[03:32.986]And do it for your block (um)
[03:34.882]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:36.890]Throw your hands in the air
[03:38.203]And please don't stop (um)
[03:40.115]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:42.049]Throw your hands in the air
[03:43.370]And represent your block (um)
[03:45.310]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:47.981](Tic toc, you don't stop...)