monster I take your blame?? Essential mine?? Look at the monster Look at the monster You are mine It's my disco It's my disco It's my disco It's my disco
译文: 大黑. 我的迪斯科.
to back To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches
Ice passed out The next day I woke, the girl was through Room still smokin', my legs black and blue My eyes bloodshot, my hair pressed straight My knees
Listerine I'm so official That's why I'm rocking this, rocking this whistle I'm in the disco, pretty lady nipples When I DJ, I turn the base off the tickle The girls with the big, big
Rockin' Rodney Moore down with us My nigga Willie you know he down with us Can't forget about Reggie 'cuz he down with us My nigga J-Prince you know he down with us Big
My tape is off safety, tongue the gun Mouth to barrel, I spit, it numbs the front So what cha, what cha wanna, yo, my boys is beastie We grew up untamed
em The black male persuasion known to hunt you for Satan The Big Apple verbal concert was the occasion The vital snap, now insert my spinal tap I got
Suck my dick, and suck it cool And suck my homie when he come through Just suck dick, till you see no other I think my homie, is bringing his brother All my
for the sale 'Cuz nobody knows where the nose goes when the doors close Dog chow got the hoes Lookin' for the theme from the black hole May I'll big bang you with my black
and do what we like Homegirls, for once, forget you got class See a guy you like, just grab 'em in the biscuits And doowutchyalike Now, red, white, black
Their eyes are brighter than the screens in an arcade [Mad Child] Ride this, Mad Child's double kick rocks I'm pulling out the big guns with big socks
writing on my body than a bathroom stall Getting cash by the fist full Pinky and my wrist glow First I took her shopping and then to the disco Windy,
vocalist, music specialist, rap arsonist I deal with sharpness plus spark the hardest individual I plant crimes inside vocals My rap's like my passport, my life's my
mic, majority stare Heard the wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure My clan a make me
the camcorder Then hit bedsprings, my thumb's on the tape recorder With big cups of cristal, i'ma spank her well If I lick you there, my girlfriend,
got the asiatic flow mixed with disco Roll up on the scene like the Count of Monte Crisco and MC's start to vanish (I stepped up to a jet black kid, started
get em and hit em as I party with em My job is to make you all feel this But I'm not don cornelius I'm just a new black cesar here to please ya, ease
