有50分,阿姆,linkin park,Jay-z等合唱的
不是Linkin Park & Jay-Z的2人合唱,是有50CENT和阿姆等人一起remix的
是rap game,大哥们!
The Rap Game,
hip hop 101
The hardest 9 ta 5 you will ever have,
you can′t learn this shit in no history book,
you ready to rap motherfucker,
you ready to sell your soul,
Ha,ha,ha,ha,
The rap game motherfucker...
Verse 1
I′m like this rufted nigga, you made me crazy,
you should have slaved me as a baby,
behavin shadier the Wes Craven,
and you aint even gotta pay me,
I take pleasure of layin a nigga down daily,
you face me, fuck its over, you think fast,
i′m never fucked up to where I cant whip your ass,
your neck will get snaped with bare hands,
fuck you, they say rappin is cool,
but fool just dont confuse it,
what happens is you′s get rude and then I loose it,
i′m scatless (??), I blow your two ears off the atless,
with a gat thats bigger then godzilla back nigga,
you are not will′in, in fact, your through to ya factered (??),
a crack dealer, your president sends me smack
and got a mac 10 with it so I aint gotta rap,
i′m thankfull for that, dont mistaken me black,
or you′ll be stinkin in the back of a fuckin cadalak...
(Eminem)
I′m a get snuffed cause I aint said enough to pipe down,
I pipe down when the fuckin (Blanked) whipped out,
when I see that little chaney dyke get sniped out,
lights out bitch, adios, goodnight (Blowe)
now put that in your little pipe and whipe down,
think for a minute cause the hype had died down,
that I wont go up in the oval office right now,
and flip whatever aint tied down upside down,
i′m all for America, fuck the government,
tell that seat of laws, tell that slut ta suck a dick,
motherfucker ducked, what the fuck, son of a bitch,
take away my gun, i′m gonna talk some other shit,
cant tell me shit about the tricks of this trade,
switch blade with a little switch to switch blades
and switch from a 6 to a 16 inch blade,
the shits like a samari sword, a censay,
shit just dont change ta this day,
i′m this way still tell that ut-slay its-bay,
i′m a say my ick-day, choose my ick-pay,
atin-lay, but uck-fay, ick-kay...
CHORUS 1
(Eminem)
this rap game, this rap game,
I aint sell′in my soul for this rap game,
now I aint digg′in no hole for this rap game,
but i′m tellin ya no it aint happenin..
this rap game, this rap game,
I aint sell′in my soul for this rap game,
I aint digg′in no hole for this rap game,
this rap game, this rap game...
Verse 2
I bet ya lovin me (??), drink and drown in my own iniquity,
but fuck that, i′m gonna rap till yall get sick of me,
and clutch my last sack, its been all who big on me,
i′m pickin a rot mix, fuck the dog who single me,
i′m saying you motherfuckers, dont know′ith, who playin,
if i′m broke, then i′m brakin open the place where you layin,
you know, same she every nigga done in his life,
I livin this why (??), speak long (??), what I blow when I write,
so why, should I, ever fear another man, if he bleed like I bleed,
take a piss when he stand, ok you win, you can say we cant rap
but no shots (??), never me (??), you never (??), and I dont wanna (??),
when they say it was wack...
I walk in the party and just start bustin,
right after I hear the last verse of self destruction,
this liquer makes me wanna blast the chrome,
to let you know that time without morse dangerom (??), (nigga)
I low down and shifty, quickly call swifty,
to do a drive-by on the ten speed with fifty,
you feelin lucky squeeze, I catch you outside of chucky cheese,
with you see (??) who be unlucky G, my lifestyle is unstable,
a partyin addict, they said no fightin in the club
so I brought me a matic, coughin the static,
I jump nigga′s call me a rabbit,
pop in the tavern and guns are so just irratic...
CHORUS 2
believe me, we run this rap shit forchezy,
make makin millions look easy,
everywhere you turn you see me,
you hear me..
believe me, you see my pistol and three dead,
no time to call the peace treaty,
dial 911 cause you need the...,
police to help you, believe me
Verse 3
I haft to tunnel from the side walk and piss on the curve,
this is obserde, these street nigga′s twistin my words,
we finally could say goodbye to Hollywood,
cause boots and shine pants, is nothin in commin,
the nasty been with gasoline cans (??),
we never bow down to be a flash in the pan (??),
no one must, fuck this statue dawg,
nothin to do with hands when I clap with yall,
put your job on the ground (??), then the dog in the pound (??),
then i′m goin out of town, for the law come around,
so we can battle with raps, we can battle gats,
matter a fact we can battle with placks,
(Eminem)
This rap game
(Bizarre)
i′m too fuckin retarted, I dont give a fuck about my dick,
thats why i′m date′in Lorena Bobbet,
my crew had a arguement who was the largest,
now they all is dead and I roll as a solo artist,
plus I made the beat to all the raps,
well I really didnt but I did according to this contract,
I was thrown in the snow with no where to go,
freezin 20 below forced to join, bail shit, then blow (??),
my little girl, she should′nt listen to these lyrics,
thats why I glued here headphones to her ears,
to make sure she hear it,
if rap don′t work i′m startin a group with Garth Brooks,
Ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha
this aint the hook...
The Rap Game,
hip hop 101
The hardest 9 ta 5 you will ever have,
you can′t learn this shit in no history book,
you ready to rap motherfucker,
you ready to sell your soul,
Ha,ha,ha,ha,
The rap game motherfucker...
Verse 1
I′m like this rufted nigga, you made me crazy,
you should have slaved me as a baby,
behavin shadier the Wes Craven,
and you aint even gotta pay me,
I take pleasure of layin a nigga down daily,
you face me, fuck its over, you think fast,
i′m never fucked up to where I cant whip your ass,
your neck will get snaped with bare hands,
fuck you, they say rappin is cool,
but fool just dont confuse it,
what happens is you′s get rude and then I loose it,
i′m scatless (??), I blow your two ears off the atless,
with a gat thats bigger then godzilla back nigga,
you are not will′in, in fact, your through to ya factered (??),
a crack dealer, your president sends me smack
and got a mac 10 with it so I aint gotta rap,
i′m thankfull for that, dont mistaken me black,
or you′ll be stinkin in the back of a fuckin cadalak...
(Eminem)
I′m a get snuffed cause I aint said enough to pipe down,
I pipe down when the fuckin (Blanked) whipped out,
when I see that little chaney dyke get sniped out,
lights out bitch, adios, goodnight (Blowe)
now put that in your little pipe and whipe down,
think for a minute cause the hype had died down,
that I wont go up in the oval office right now,
and flip whatever aint tied down upside down,
i′m all for America, fuck the government,
tell that seat of laws, tell that slut ta suck a dick,
motherfucker ducked, what the fuck, son of a bitch,
take away my gun, i′m gonna talk some other shit,
cant tell me shit about the tricks of this trade,
switch blade with a little switch to switch blades
and switch from a 6 to a 16 inch blade,
the shits like a samari sword, a censay,
shit just dont change ta this day,
i′m this way still tell that ut-slay its-bay,
i′m a say my ick-day, choose my ick-pay,
atin-lay, but uck-fay, ick-kay...
CHORUS 1
(Eminem)
this rap game, this rap game,
I aint sell′in my soul for this rap game,
now I aint digg′in no hole for this rap game,
but i′m tellin ya no it aint happenin..
this rap game, this rap game,
I aint sell′in my soul for this rap game,
I aint digg′in no hole for this rap game,
this rap game, this rap game...
Verse 2
I bet ya lovin me (??), drink and drown in my own iniquity,
but fuck that, i′m gonna rap till yall get sick of me,
and clutch my last sack, its been all who big on me,
i′m pickin a rot mix, fuck the dog who single me,
i′m saying you motherfuckers, dont know′ith, who playin,
if i′m broke, then i′m brakin open the place where you layin,
you know, same she every nigga done in his life,
I livin this why (??), speak long (??), what I blow when I write,
so why, should I, ever fear another man, if he bleed like I bleed,
take a piss when he stand, ok you win, you can say we cant rap
but no shots (??), never me (??), you never (??), and I dont wanna (??),
when they say it was wack...
I walk in the party and just start bustin,
right after I hear the last verse of self destruction,
this liquer makes me wanna blast the chrome,
to let you know that time without morse dangerom (??), (nigga)
I low down and shifty, quickly call swifty,
to do a drive-by on the ten speed with fifty,
you feelin lucky squeeze, I catch you outside of chucky cheese,
with you see (??) who be unlucky G, my lifestyle is unstable,
a partyin addict, they said no fightin in the club
so I brought me a matic, coughin the static,
I jump nigga′s call me a rabbit,
pop in the tavern and guns are so just irratic...
CHORUS 2
believe me, we run this rap shit forchezy,
make makin millions look easy,
everywhere you turn you see me,
you hear me..
believe me, you see my pistol and three dead,
no time to call the peace treaty,
dial 911 cause you need the...,
police to help you, believe me
Verse 3
I haft to tunnel from the side walk and piss on the curve,
this is obserde, these street nigga′s twistin my words,
we finally could say goodbye to Hollywood,
cause boots and shine pants, is nothin in commin,
the nasty been with gasoline cans (??),
we never bow down to be a flash in the pan (??),
no one must, fuck this statue dawg,
nothin to do with hands when I clap with yall,
put your job on the ground (??), then the dog in the pound (??),
then i′m goin out of town, for the law come around,
so we can battle with raps, we can battle gats,
matter a fact we can battle with placks,
(Eminem)
This rap game
(Bizarre)
i′m too fuckin retarted, I dont give a fuck about my dick,
thats why i′m date′in Lorena Bobbet,
my crew had a arguement who was the largest,
now they all is dead and I roll as a solo artist,
plus I made the beat to all the raps,
well I really didnt but I did according to this contract,
I was thrown in the snow with no where to go,
freezin 20 below forced to join, bail shit, then blow (??),
my little girl, she should′nt listen to these lyrics,
thats why I glued here headphones to her ears,
to make sure she hear it,
if rap don′t work i′m startin a group with Garth Brooks,
Ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha
this aint the hook...
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第1个回答 2006-04-30
歌手:Linkin Park & Jay-Z 专辑:Collision Course
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let’s go
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
Get ‘em, Jay
Who you know fresher than Hov/riddle me that
The rest of y’all know where I’m lyrically at
Can’t none of y’all mirror me back
Yeah/hearin’ me rap is like hearin’ G. Rap in his prime
I’m young H.O./rap’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe/now break bread
I’m in Boeing Jets/Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you young/what the fuck you expect (yep, yep)
Grand openin’/grand closin’
God, you’re man Hov cracked the can open again
Who you gon’ find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon’ see you can’t replace him (him)
With cheap imitations for these generations
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
What the hell are you waiting for
Look what you made me do/look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues/how will they pay you
When you first come in the game/they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits/look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yeah)
As fate would have it/Jay’s status appears
To be at an all-time high/perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan/wearin’ the four-five
It ain’t to play games with you
It’s to aim at you/probably maim you
If I owe you/I’ll blow you to smithereens
Cocksucka’/take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came/I saw/I conquered
From record sales to sold-out concerts
So mo’fucka’/if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
I’ve become so numb
Can I get a encore/do you want more (more)
I’ve become so numb
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
One last time, I need y’all to roar
-= Linkin Park Vs Jay-Z - Numb / Encore =-
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let’s go
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
Get ‘em, Jay
Who you know fresher than Hov/riddle me that
The rest of y’all know where I’m lyrically at
Can’t none of y’all mirror me back
Yeah/hearin’ me rap is like hearin’ G. Rap in his prime
I’m young H.O./rap’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe/now break bread
I’m in Boeing Jets/Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you young/what the fuck you expect (yep, yep)
Grand openin’/grand closin’
God, you’re man Hov cracked the can open again
Who you gon’ find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon’ see you can’t replace him (him)
With cheap imitations for these generations
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
What the hell are you waiting for
Look what you made me do/look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues/how will they pay you
When you first come in the game/they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits/look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yeah)
As fate would have it/Jay’s status appears
To be at an all-time high/perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan/wearin’ the four-five
It ain’t to play games with you
It’s to aim at you/probably maim you
If I owe you/I’ll blow you to smithereens
Cocksucka’/take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came/I saw/I conquered
From record sales to sold-out concerts
So mo’fucka’/if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
I’ve become so numb
Can I get a encore/do you want more (more)
I’ve become so numb
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
One last time, I need y’all to roar
-= Linkin Park Vs Jay-Z - Numb / Encore =-
第2个回答 2006-04-23
歌手:Linkin Park & Jay-Z 专辑:Collision Course
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let’s go
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
Get ‘em, Jay
Who you know fresher than Hov/riddle me that
The rest of y’all know where I’m lyrically at
Can’t none of y’all mirror me back
Yeah/hearin’ me rap is like hearin’ G. Rap in his prime
I’m young H.O./rap’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe/now break bread
I’m in Boeing Jets/Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you young/what the fuck you expect (yep, yep)
Grand openin’/grand closin’
God, you’re man Hov cracked the can open again
Who you gon’ find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon’ see you can’t replace him (him)
With cheap imitations for these generations
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
What the hell are you waiting for
Look what you made me do/look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues/how will they pay you
When you first come in the game/they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits/look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yeah)
As fate would have it/Jay’s status appears
To be at an all-time high/perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan/wearin’ the four-five
It ain’t to play games with you
It’s to aim at you/probably maim you
If I owe you/I’ll blow you to smithereens
Cocksucka’/take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came/I saw/I conquered
From record sales to sold-out concerts
So mo’fucka’/if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
I’ve become so numb
Can I get a encore/do you want more (more)
I’ve become so numb
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
One last time, I need y’all to roar
-= Linkin Park Vs Jay-Z - Numb / Encore =-
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let’s go
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
Get ‘em, Jay
Who you know fresher than Hov/riddle me that
The rest of y’all know where I’m lyrically at
Can’t none of y’all mirror me back
Yeah/hearin’ me rap is like hearin’ G. Rap in his prime
I’m young H.O./rap’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe/now break bread
I’m in Boeing Jets/Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you young/what the fuck you expect (yep, yep)
Grand openin’/grand closin’
God, you’re man Hov cracked the can open again
Who you gon’ find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon’ see you can’t replace him (him)
With cheap imitations for these generations
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
What the hell are you waiting for
Look what you made me do/look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues/how will they pay you
When you first come in the game/they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits/look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yeah)
As fate would have it/Jay’s status appears
To be at an all-time high/perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan/wearin’ the four-five
It ain’t to play games with you
It’s to aim at you/probably maim you
If I owe you/I’ll blow you to smithereens
Cocksucka’/take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came/I saw/I conquered
From record sales to sold-out concerts
So mo’fucka’/if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
I’ve become so numb
Can I get a encore/do you want more (more)
I’ve become so numb
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
One last time, I need y’all to roar
-= Linkin Park Vs Jay-Z - Numb / Encore =-
第3个回答 2006-04-23
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let’s go
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
Get ‘em, Jay
Who you know fresher than Hov/riddle me that
The rest of y’all know where I’m lyrically at
Can’t none of y’all mirror me back
Yeah/hearin’ me rap is like hearin’ G. Rap in his prime
I’m young H.O./rap’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe/now break bread
I’m in Boeing Jets/Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you young/what the fuck you expect (yep, yep)
Grand openin’/grand closin’
God, you’re man Hov cracked the can open again
Who you gon’ find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon’ see you can’t replace him (him)
With cheap imitations for these generations
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
What the hell are you waiting for
Look what you made me do/look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues/how will they pay you
When you first come in the game/they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits/look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yeah)
As fate would have it/Jay’s status appears
To be at an all-time high/perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan/wearin’ the four-five
It ain’t to play games with you
It’s to aim at you/probably maim you
If I owe you/I’ll blow you to smithereens
Cocksucka’/take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came/I saw/I conquered
From record sales to sold-out concerts
So mo’fucka’/if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
I’ve become so numb
Can I get a encore/do you want more (more)
I’ve become so numb
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
One last time, I need y’all to roar
-= Linkin Park Vs Jay-Z - Numb / Encore =-
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let’s go
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
Get ‘em, Jay
Who you know fresher than Hov/riddle me that
The rest of y’all know where I’m lyrically at
Can’t none of y’all mirror me back
Yeah/hearin’ me rap is like hearin’ G. Rap in his prime
I’m young H.O./rap’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe/now break bread
I’m in Boeing Jets/Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you young/what the fuck you expect (yep, yep)
Grand openin’/grand closin’
God, you’re man Hov cracked the can open again
Who you gon’ find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon’ see you can’t replace him (him)
With cheap imitations for these generations
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise
What the hell are you waiting for
Look what you made me do/look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues/how will they pay you
When you first come in the game/they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits/look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yeah)
As fate would have it/Jay’s status appears
To be at an all-time high/perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan/wearin’ the four-five
It ain’t to play games with you
It’s to aim at you/probably maim you
If I owe you/I’ll blow you to smithereens
Cocksucka’/take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came/I saw/I conquered
From record sales to sold-out concerts
So mo’fucka’/if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow/we’re just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
I’ve become so numb
Can I get a encore/do you want more (more)
I’ve become so numb
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
One last time, I need y’all to roar
-= Linkin Park Vs Jay-Z - Numb / Encore =-
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第4个回答 2006-04-27
歌手:Linkin Park & Jay-Z 专辑:Collision Course
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let’s go
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga本回答被网友采纳
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let’s go
Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar
Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga本回答被网友采纳