译文: 其他两个. 脚冷.
: This girl I know has jet black eyes A peach-like skin and a crooked smile You see her face and you'll never forget her They say that beauty lies within
meet me at the Waldorf, the story 'n' architecture Victorian, ridin' in the past like you're drivin' a Delorean, hard times never heard of those, in the back, my feet
's thing's more important than money I'm talkin' 'bout pride, I'm talkin' 'bout dignity You got it out there All you got to do is stand on your own two feet
homies when I bring that cash in Never had my father in my life, he was a dead beat Moms worked two jobs and keep Jordans on my feet Now that I'm on,
Charles Nelson Reilly was a mighty man The kind of man you'd never disrespect He stood eight feet tall, wore glasses, and had a third nipple on the back
Uh, two times for my niggaz with they hands in the air Singin' a prayer 'cause the game left their dude shot Yes, I know that puzzle Niggaz at each other
crew very humongous I said T.I hold ya head And Mack hold ya head Wish I could but I can't say some other names 'cause of the Feds Until my bloods, cold
niggaz I was hypnotized, I'd like to break it down down Cold turn the party out I'd like to, I'd like to break it down down Cold turn the party out
II I'm a player, bitch, I thought you knew Like every other nigga in my crew I bump hoes, now it's your turn Tell me young tender when will you learn I cold
come down like snow With freezing cold flows like Moscow Dumb hoe, get me upset, guns blow Bitch, you're not ready for Skid Row Leap low Dizzy Rascal dig low Big feet
to Throw your raps in the sleep hold, quick to snuggle you Dart heat your breastplate, meet ya death date Rook down a E4 look, it's checkmate No other
beat, just move your feet While the Prince is on the rhyme (Ready C is on the beat) My beat box rocks everywhere we go Getting utterly respected at every show No other
eighties A date maybe, in a purple moon I was dippin' so hard that I broke the spoon I like to float about five feet off the floor Offa brown rum,
somethin' I look for work, I get dissed like a jerk I do odd jobs and come home like a slob So here comes Rob, he's cold and shivery He gives me two
Run D M C Rock For you Fresh For all you sucker MC's perpetratin' a fraud Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold lost You're the kind of guy
's time to go girl takin' you home So straighten you dress up but on the way it's so cold And I'm the microphone master super rhyme maker I get def when as the others
U can't touch this My-my-my-my (U can't touch this) music hits me so hard Makes me say,"oh my lord thank you for blessing me With a mind to rhyme and two hyped feet
