《Show & Prove》歌词

[00:03:56] Show & Prove - K-Ci & JoJo

[00:03:56] Verse one: scoob

[00:03:56] Hah hah, hey hey, laugh now ni**a

[00:03:56] My man's right behind you, kane pull the trigger

[00:03:56] I don't play, I'm from the hill where sh*t is real

[00:03:56] And I'll be on your a** like bugs on a windshield

[00:03:56] So bring your grip or you can think twice

[00:03:56] Cause I got more rhymes than a five pound bag of rice

[00:03:56] I'm hitting hard, oh word, I'm gon rock it

[00:03:56] Once the sh*t drops, that's dough to the pocket

[00:03:56] I cut hand, you still can't get no cards

[00:03:56] You couldn't deal with scoob if we was playin cards

[00:03:56] But if I got beef and it's time for code red

[00:03:56] My drill is like a hoe, and be takin mad niggaz to bed

[00:03:56] So hurry up and skedaddle

[00:03:56] Even if you join a army, you still couldn't battle

[00:03:56] So where you from? england, you somebody great?

[00:03:56] You burnin scoob, "i don't think so mate"

[00:03:56] I got the style that gets you open like a bag of smoke

[00:03:56] I have your friends "ah-hah man, that sh*t ain't d**e"

[00:03:56] Leave me alone when I'm rocking on the microphone

[00:03:56] And play like e.t. and phone your black a** ho-wome

[00:03:56] Yo sauce, if you're down with the groo-hoove

[00:03:56] Get on the mic and won't ya show and prove

[00:03:56] Verse two: sauce

[00:03:56] Hey, here I come with a slick rap, tic tac toe

[00:03:56] When I flip tracks, so gimme my dick, back

[00:03:56] I flow to it and through it, if you ever need to wonder

[00:03:56] How you got d**e like sauce, money you didn't do it

[00:03:56] I write my own with bigger hope, drink of scope

[00:03:56] Wrote what I figured, nope, damn you dig a ni**a doe

[00:03:56] Rhymes too drastic, bastard, pull hookers like elastic

[00:03:56] N-b-a style, fann-tastic

[00:03:56] No time to bite, but I just might, tonight I write left-handed

[00:03:56] 'Cause i like, to grab my dick with my right

[00:03:56] Who could ever say that I don't get plenty play

[00:03:56] Win lose or draw, I'm bookin whores, anyway

[00:03:56] As I get ready I'm steady if I go crazy I'd take eddie

[00:03:56] If I was fred, I think I'd have to bone betty

[00:03:56] Suckin and luckin, hey, niggaz I'm duckin, nay

[00:03:56] Nada no never meaning ain't no motherf**kin way

[00:03:56] Rappers get gassed come on and get fast

[00:03:56] Try to get past when I blast, and you can hand over your a**

[00:03:56] One line and that's fear

[00:03:56] Rappers get so damn p**sy they gotta go for a pap smear

[00:03:56] So shyheim, if your down with the groove

[00:03:56] Get on the mic it's time to show and prove

[00:03:56] Verse three: shyheim

[00:03:56] Yo, yo

[00:03:56] I spark the mic like w**d that's in a cipher

[00:03:56] And I get girls open like a reggae song by tiger

[00:03:56] So check me out, as I flip this here track kid

[00:03:56] And make mad noise like a metallica record

[00:03:56] I'm psycho, a villain to the styles I be killin

[00:03:56] When I'm thrusted, and all competition gets dusted

[00:03:56] Cause I rock the world from u.s.a. to asia to russia

[00:03:56] If your sh*t stinks i'ma flush ya, then bust ya

[00:03:56] Like a crazy man from cali son

[00:03:56] My jams be packed like a farrakhan rally, what?

[00:03:56] You know my style, I put the f in effin foul

[00:03:56] The rugged child locks you down like rikers isle

[00:03:56] And got more girls than a trailerload with shabba

[00:03:56] More super than cat, I'm the punani don dada

[00:03:56] So big daddy, if you're down with the groove my man

[00:03:56] Get on the mic and won't ya show and prove

[00:03:56] Verse four: big daddy kane

[00:03:56] Now tell me whoooo is the mannnn?

[00:03:56] With the high-potent lyrics no rapper can ever stand

[00:03:56] And steppin to me, thinkin I can be touched? huh

[00:03:56] Not even michael jordan'll gamble that much, yo

[00:03:56] I get down on it and give it to rappers that even act like they want it

[00:03:56] I come for your title kid, run it!

[00:03:56] Or else get hit with the ultimate, too legit skit

[00:03:56] Ahh yeah, that's that sh*t

[00:03:56] Drop lyrics on ya, strong as ammonia

[00:03:56] That is I thrown ya, scold ya, jones ya, I tried to warn ya

[00:03:56] You was wack since I known ya, fake as a cubic zirconia

[00:03:56] What did I just show ya, real lyrics doggone ya

[00:03:56] Look inside my rap book at every text my man

[00:03:56] And see that I got, more essays than the mexican

[00:03:56] The messiah that's feared great, leavin rappers in a weird state

[00:03:56] Scared straight, for their prepared fate

[00:03:56] Strong as an elephant, intelligent, compelling and elegant

[00:03:56] So well in it with every single element

[00:03:56] And competition gets none! huh

[00:03:56] If I was wearing pantyhose you still couldn't give me no run

[00:03:56] I see the way you're trying to get to me,

[00:03:56] But with with speech impedi-ment, man you gotta come better g

[00:03:56] You're hitting all the wrong switches troop begin again

[00:03:56] Mumble mouth rappers couldn't last a minute with

[00:03:56] The non-resistable, non-competible

[00:03:56] No-no-i'm-not-sayin-i'm-the-best, I'm just sayin I'm f**kin incredible!

[00:03:56] And let's just make one more thing understood

[00:03:56] That if I fart on a record, trust me ni**a it'll sound good

[00:03:56] So jay-z, if you're down with the groove, my mellow

[00:03:56] Get on the mic it's time to show and prove

[00:03:56] Verse five: jay-z

[00:03:56] Uh, one checkin it two, checkin it three

[00:03:56] Check out the j, check out the a, check out the y, check out the z

[00:03:56] Hey g!

[00:03:56] I'm breaking mc's up like epmd

[00:03:56] And these nuts if you rappers tryin ta see me

[00:03:56] I'm buckwild with styles, ta-dow

[00:03:56] I've been in it runnin a hundred miles I'm well endowed, baby gal

[00:03:56] Uhh, the greatest ni**a to touch it, you niggaz can't f**k with

[00:03:56] The, incredible skills of the g from brooklyn, big up kid

[00:03:56] And ain't no eatin me up, you fast f**kin with jigga

[00:03:56] I'm like prince jeans, I bring the a** out a ni**a

[00:03:56] When I rock it it's in the pocket, baby mop it don't knock it

[00:03:56] Till you try it, once you start, you can't stop it

[00:03:56] I'm the cocky breed, I'm d**e like poppy seed

[00:03:56] I live one rent from besides that be

[00:03:56] Between get off my dick and stop jockin me

[00:03:56] When I bust a rhyme you're diggin the sound

[00:03:56] I know you lovin the way it's, goin down baby

[00:03:56] So ason huh, if you're down with the groove, why don't ya

[00:03:56] Get on the mic and show and prove

[00:03:56] Verse six: ol dirty bastard

[00:03:56] Come on

[00:03:56] Wu-tang killa bees on a swarm

[00:03:56] Rain on your college a**, disco dorm

[00:03:56] Slippery when wet and don't you ever forget

[00:03:56] You couldn't get a flick, of the hype outfit

[00:03:56] Because the way that I dress this style mad wild

[00:03:56] Enough to make a crowd of women scream "ow!"

[00:03:56] Whether at a party or just in bed

[00:03:56] All thoughts on ason, keep that in your head

[00:03:56] Yuh, my beats are funky and my rhymes are spunky

[00:03:56] Sometimes I'll be like "well God damn what's the recipe? "

[00:03:56] I don't know, I ask my momma she don't know

[00:03:56] She says "go ask your God damned father!"

[00:03:56] It's all about me in the place to be

[00:03:56] Niggas thing they all that, yo, that sh*t is g

[00:03:56] Mad game and it's a motherf**king shame

[00:03:56] How many enemies wanna claim the name

[00:03:56] Of ason, who carries on like a manager

[00:03:56] Yo!, sounds fly right? danger!!!