《Rock Da Spot》是演唱的歌曲，收錄於專輯《Muddy Waters》中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Rock Da Spot
- 所屬專輯：Muddy Waters
- 歌曲時長：4分10秒
- 歌曲原唱：Redman
- 發行日期：1996年
- 歌曲語言：英語
歌曲歌詞
Rock da spot Rock da spot Rock da spot I'm the bomb, ringin' off all types alarms My palms, be swift with the pen like Lynn Swann's Aggravated assault, against an MC Beat him down with the mic and all types of pedigrees It's mad real in Da Bricks, plus I roll thick You can quote this, I'm the Moby Dick of dopeness B**ch, walk the walk if you talk the talk I DK New Jerz, and DK-New York I don't push a lot of vehicles, but I push a used one With a tape deck, if it's feasible Tell the truth, I don't own a Lex Coupe But I get you souped when I rock respect due I'sa nice ni**a that wanna get diced Slice the mic device like the body of Christ twice E Double if you feel me hit me once, a breaker one, a breaker two 'Cause trouble to you family and friends Let me cut the bullshit, just hand me yo ends Got caught out there 'cause you a Mack without 10 Punch you in your chin The rucker, bringer, live from Hell, but stay cooler than a double L Turn a felony to a misdemeanor Now the court subpeonaed me to get my act cleaner F**k that, still walk out holdin' my strap Blood, grabbin' my weiner When I'm gonna
rock da spot When I'm gonna
rock da spot When I'm gonna
rock da spot When I'm gonna
rock da spot Now first of all I go for broke, check the third quarter note I make you feel like your water broke Can't tell whether male or female I f**ked up your frame well, the monogram can't tell All aboard my balls, 'cause my dick don't got a lot of room For the rest of y'all Grab on my pubics, let my music take flight Rock indo and out-do', dick run in and out yo' B**ch, about nine inch up the clit Can you feel me comin', yeah I usually make 'em sh*t I shines MC's up for auction So I can sell 'em on Saturday, Keith put the bat away Let's lay in the cut, so we can break his whole anatomy down And turn into an a**-kicking holiday Word, I rolls with the Funklord With more flavors than them motherf**kers on them Benetton billboards He's bleeding get the gauze He shoulda knew Def Squad crew is who I kill for Push the clip in, slide the top back Make sure it's off safety, in case he wanna counteract Sh*t like that get me vexed So I crack your a** like corn while your b**ch crack my Beck's When I'm gonna
rock da spot When I'm gonna
rock da spot When I'm gonna
rock da spot When I'm gonna
rock da spot Rock da spot Aiyyo, catch this picture, of me in the mixture So you won't forget the, black Jack the Ripper Sorceror offin' y'all with techniques A universal lingo, with the odd speaks Control more blacks than Harlem week, freak Smokin' that leak at full peak Peace to Greg Street, and underground radio technique College radio, no I mack sh*t like Maceo Yeah, the East Coast West Coast dick giver I oughta be an alkie, the way I hit liver Deliver, the milk to your door, real raw Sh*t you never seen before So when you come inside, and do the front Watch the double-pump shotgun and please don't run Relax your minds, let your conscious be free And get money, and G's and roll these trees When I'm gonna
rock da spot When I'm gonna
rock da spot When I'm gonna
rock da spot When I'm gonna
rock da spot Rock da spot This is DJ Saywhat, on this motherf**ker Comin' to you live from WFDS radio from da Brick City
