A.F.I《The Killing Lights》歌曲信息
歌名：The Killing Lights
歌手：A.F.I
專輯：December under Ground
A.F.I《The Killing Lights》文本歌詞
Our House
I wanna be the best who ever did it
Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're listenin'
Please give me the strength to crush all competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash please forgive me
But, that's all I want
I just wanna be the illest MC all I
The same time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder, horror
These are the kind of words that describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass, Kurupt
Redman I am cut from that cloth
Write a rhyme about me, you a dead man
Cool J, I'm Bad video
Learn the whole routine and perform it for my father's friends
While they smoked and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write what
Would eventually put me on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one-two cadence
Thank God for the lunchroom tables
I'm trying to be the sickest n*gga, dead or alive
And if I happen to fall short, it's been one hell of a ride
Chronic 1 and 2, looking up at the sky at the sun
Up until the day the sun is you
You listening to hip-hop, you in Jay's house
Wayne's house, Nas' house
Em's house, Our House
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
In here, in here, in here
When I was a little boy I wanted to be a rapper
Wanted to be on the radio and snapping pictures after
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and scribbled chitter chatter
It started off whack
But in the words of a ten year old, my sh*t was getting phatter
I hit the studio at 16, stupid ill
Not knowing how the booth would feel, what's ADAT's and two inch reel
How you ad-lib? What's a punch? I ain't a boxer
But I sure enough learned the ropes, look D and Mike you made a monster
Now everyday's a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
This is my dream, don't f*ck with it, I'm telling you
Cause anyone can get dusted as long as production is available
I'm disgusted as a fan, look how n*ggas sounding, damn
Weak head, ya'll suck bad, f*ck swag and your kicks from South Japan
I'm finna to be the best in this profession
I've been invested all my life, so wipe your feet before you step in
Our house
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
In here, in here, in here
I wanna be the best who ever did it
Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're listenin'
Please give me the strength to crush all competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash please forgive me
But, that's all I want
I just wanna be the illest MC all I
The same time being as real as can be
Yo, in my house, the lights out
No utilities in the facilities
Feeling my life's 'bout, to wipe out
These feelings I'm feeling be killing me
I pull the mic out, can't strike out
Cause if winning is really my enemy
I pull a nine out, blow my mind out
Is the end of me really serenity?
Man in my house, it's rap or die
Get a piece of that apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde song, and that b*tch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, competition can't digest
And then I stress cause the road is rough
I start feeling like sh*t's sour
The electricity in my will power, could still power, the twin towers
For ten hours so send cowards
The message from Crooked I
Royce Da 5, Joe Budden, Em Yaowa
In our, house we spit like Sig Sauers
The way I feel now I could spit for six hours
Straight, only way to be great is to dig down,
If you can hear this sound in
Side my head sounds like a f*cking drive-by
That's what the inside of my mind's like
Looking back on, my career even, hindsights, tunnel vision, 5 mics
Never wanted that so bad well I got-ta go mad
Nomad with a notepad
Go Taz, spaz on these ho bags
That bother me, but I never wanna show that
Just don't act like it ever does
Even though you know that there will never come
A day someone blows past you, never was
Someone who's as dope as you ever was
And you hope that's, true cause the competitor in you
Couldn't let someone be better than you
And you know that, so you don't ever hold back
What you gonna go back, to working a regular job?
F*ck that, I'm gonna go hard grab on my, gonads
Tell them f*ck theyselves
They call me a wigger like Renee Zell
But I raised hell like a stay-at-home dad
Rap is the only thing that I was ever really, bad to the bone at
Guess I'm similar to, gangrene when I'm, angry then I'm
Hulk Smash, so much passion but no compassion
If eyes are the windows to the soul
Then it's, broken glass and there's no trespassing
Alright now here we go
Dre stamped me now I'm stamping Yelawolf
Be ready for the most competitive
Clique in the world it's like Clash Of The Titans
I released the cracker it's time to set it again
And when it's said and it's all done
None shall ever f*ck with this squadron
So come on in, at your own risk
This is
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
A.F.I《The Killing Lights》LRC歌詞
[ti:Our House（feat. Eminem & Skyla]
[ar:Slaughterhouse]
[al:Welcome to Our House]
[offset:0]
[00:04.68]Our House
[00:06.75]I wanna be the best who ever did it
[00:09.43]Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
[00:12.56]But if it is then God, if you're listenin'
[00:15.93]Please give me the strength to crush all competition
[00:19.31]You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
[00:22.68]And if I'm coming off brash please forgive me
[00:25.62]But, that's all I want
[00:27.12]I just wanna be the illest MC all I
[00:30.06]The same time being as real as can be
[00:32.43]Mayhem, sickness, murder, horror
[00:36.12]These are the kind of words that describe my aura
[00:38.69]G Rap, Ras Kass, Kurupt
[00:41.37]Redman I am cut from that cloth
[00:43.87]Write a rhyme about me, you a dead man
[00:46.31]Cool J, I'm Bad video
[00:48.62]Learn the whole routine and perform it for my father's friends
[00:51.74]While they smoked and drank
[00:52.86]Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write what
[00:56.05]Would eventually put me on airplanes like B.o.B
[00:58.86]Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
[01:02.89]When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
[01:05.33]
[01:06.22]Thank God for the one-two cadence
[01:09.04]Thank God for the lunchroom tables
[01:11.97]
[01:13.29]I'm trying to be the sickest n*gga, dead or alive
[01:16.22]And if I happen to fall short, it's been one hell of a ride
[01:19.60]Chronic 1 and 2, looking up at the sky at the sun
[01:23.91]Up until the day the sun is you
[01:26.16]You listening to hip-hop, you in Jay's house
[01:28.04]Wayne's house, Nas' house
[01:29.60]Em's house, Our House
[01:31.41]So welcome, to our house
[01:37.47]
[01:38.04]Where no one, comes back out
[01:44.47]You won't find, comfort
[01:51.10]In here, in here, in here
[01:59.22]When I was a little boy I wanted to be a rapper
[02:01.60]Wanted to be on the radio and snapping pictures after
[02:04.66]And so I grabbed my pen and pad and scribbled chitter chatter
[02:07.35]It started off whack
[02:08.98]But in the words of a ten year old, my sh*t was getting phatter
[02:12.29]I hit the studio at 16, stupid ill
[02:15.10]Not knowing how the booth would feel, what's ADAT's and two inch reel
[02:18.66]How you ad-lib? What's a punch? I ain't a boxer
[02:21.54]But I sure enough learned the ropes, look D and Mike you made a monster
[02:24.67]Now everyday's a game of Contra, I got 99 men
[02:26.91]An infinite amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
[02:30.47]This is my dream, don't f*ck with it, I'm telling you
[02:33.97]Cause anyone can get dusted as long as production is available
[02:36.48]I'm disgusted as a fan, look how n*ggas sounding, damn
[02:40.48]Weak head, ya'll suck bad, f*ck swag and your kicks from South Japan
[02:44.41]I'm finna to be the best in this profession
[02:46.16]I've been invested all my life, so wipe your feet before you step in
[02:48.98]Our house
[02:49.41]
[02:50.69]So welcome, to our house
[02:56.25]
[02:56.88]Where no one, comes back out
[03:03.32]You won't find, comfort
[03:10.01]In here, in here, in here
[03:18.01]I wanna be the best who ever did it
[03:20.19]Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
[03:23.57]But if it is then God, if you're listenin'
[03:26.44]Please give me the strength to crush all competition
[03:28.94]You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
[03:33.06]And if I'm coming off brash please forgive me
[03:35.49]But, that's all I want
[03:37.87]I just wanna be the illest MC all I
[03:40.81]The same time being as real as can be
[03:43.31]Yo, in my house, the lights out
[03:45.18]No utilities in the facilities
[03:46.24]Feeling my life's 'bout, to wipe out
[03:47.87]These feelings I'm feeling be killing me
[03:50.07]I pull the mic out, can't strike out
[03:51.93]Cause if winning is really my enemy
[03:53.39]I pull a nine out, blow my mind out
[03:55.14]Is the end of me really serenity?
[03:56.51]Man in my house, it's rap or die
[03:58.20]Get a piece of that apple pie
[04:00.07]Life is a Pharcyde song, and that b*tch just passes by
[04:03.26]So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
[04:06.39]Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, competition can't digest
[04:08.95]And then I stress cause the road is rough
[04:11.20]I start feeling like sh*t's sour
[04:13.08]The electricity in my will power, could still power, the twin towers
[04:16.61]For ten hours so send cowards
[04:18.17]The message from Crooked I
[04:19.98]Royce Da 5, Joe Budden, Em Yaowa
[04:22.05]In our, house we spit like Sig Sauers
[04:24.61]The way I feel now I could spit for six hours
[04:26.80]Straight, only way to be great is to dig down,
[04:29.30]If you can hear this sound in
[04:30.61]Side my head sounds like a f*cking drive-by
[04:32.11]That's what the inside of my mind's like
[04:33.67]Looking back on, my career even, hindsights, tunnel vision, 5 mics
[04:36.61]Never wanted that so bad well I got-ta go mad
[04:38.55]Nomad with a notepad
[04:39.42]Go Taz, spaz on these ho bags
[04:41.48]That bother me, but I never wanna show that
[04:43.24]Just don't act like it ever does
[04:44.55]Even though you know that there will never come
[04:46.24]A day someone blows past you, never was
[04:47.61]Someone who's as dope as you ever was
[04:48.99]And you hope that's, true cause the competitor in you
[04:50.69]Couldn't let someone be better than you
[04:51.88]And you know that, so you don't ever hold back
[04:53.69]What you gonna go back, to working a regular job?
[04:55.71]F*ck that, I'm gonna go hard grab on my, gonads
[04:58.03]Tell them f*ck theyselves
[04:58.84]They call me a wigger like Renee Zell
[05:00.53]But I raised hell like a stay-at-home dad
[05:02.03]Rap is the only thing that I was ever really, bad to the bone at
[05:05.90]Guess I'm similar to, gangrene when I'm, angry then I'm
[05:08.03]Hulk Smash, so much passion but no compassion
[05:11.15]If eyes are the windows to the soul
[05:12.78]Then it's, broken glass and there's no trespassing
[05:14.34]Alright now here we go
[05:15.84]Dre stamped me now I'm stamping Yelawolf
[05:17.78]Be ready for the most competitive
[05:19.09]Clique in the world it's like Clash Of The Titans
[05:20.84]I released the cracker it's time to set it again
[05:22.46]And when it's said and it's all done
[05:23.84]None shall ever f*ck with this squadron
[05:25.15]So come on in, at your own risk
[05:27.29]This is
[05:28.81]So welcome, to our house
[05:34.63]Where no one, comes back out
[05:41.08]You won't find, comfort
[05:47.77]In here, in here, in here
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