《Call of the Gods(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] Call of the Gods (众神欢呼) - Buddha Monk/Ol' Dirty Bastard

[00:00:00] You're savage wit below average non-solicited liquid cabbage

[00:00:03] I blast quick televise it to those minds that's celebrate

[00:00:06] Now document it on this day zu's gospel written

[00:00:08] Yo Buddha I can hear you

[00:00:10] Like Adam and eve where all fruit were forbidden

[00:00:11] Sounds travels 1 123 feet per second

[00:00:12] Enter my perimeter I'm a destroy all you sinners

[00:00:13] Wrap around you like anaconda now ya voice box becomes volume

[00:00:15] Test this bless this it's priceless

[00:00:17] God cipher divine 5% I represent

[00:00:20] Nation of gods and earths seeds original first

[00:00:23] Sun moon and stars original black gods

[00:00:25] Sixteen shades'll show and prove who you are

[00:00:27] Sixteen gold basically when you were stole

[00:00:29] Bought and sold and tossed all over the f**king globe

[00:00:32] I won't fold better breathe just like ya cold

[00:00:34] Six hundred years of yakub's 'fro matter

[00:00:36] Motion and speed grafted seed break the spleen

[00:00:39] If thirteen men enter the battle Manchu Mongolians

[00:00:41] My evil forces within would tell me to kill again

[00:00:44] You're savage below average non-solicited liquid cabbage

[00:00:46] I blast quick televise it to those minds that's celebrate

[00:00:49] Now document it on this day zu's gospel written

[00:00:51] Like Adam and eve where all fruit were forbidden

[00:00:53] Enter my perimeter I'm a destroy all you sinners

[00:00:56] Wrap around you like anaconda now ya voice box becomes volume

[00:00:58] I blaze tracks like lightning sh*t's frightening

[00:01:01] I get hype just from the talk of fighting

[00:01:03] Buddha monk manchuz B K plus the zu

[00:01:06] Now who's gonna win this battle here I say you

[00:01:08] There's your anti-thoughts though I see you fought slow

[00:01:10] My motto get gold then f**k a ho

[00:01:12] We got this sh*t locked yeah all in a smash

[00:01:15] You get in the way feel the mega-ton blast ni**a

[00:01:18] It started when them cats came back from the cave ni**a

[00:01:20] Used to be slave ni**a now I'm brave ni**a

[00:01:22] Hanging with gravediggaz and two gold triggers

[00:01:24] Time to realize a mind body and soul is bigger

[00:01:27] Got styles and miles of a new jersey drive

[00:01:29] Pierce like syringes If it's war yo I'm in the trenches

[00:01:33] Public enemy 1 hit the bank job done

[00:01:36] On the run from c-cypher still serve pipers

[00:01:39] Later that night I hit the club flick my Bic

[00:01:42] Pick a chick I could creep with my life in containment

[00:01:45] Still sell drugs with three arraignments

[00:01:47] F**k it street money po-po blocking it

[00:01:50] Gotta build legal conglomerates ain't no stopping it

[00:01:54] Gotta feed and educate the babies

[00:01:55] So I run rabid like rabies

[00:01:58] Niggas can't f**k with my Grammy

[00:02:00] If I was a b**ch I'd be a bad mamajama

[00:02:02] Your music sounds like loops of fruit kicks dissolve

[00:02:04] 808 sore six doors American tale feeble calls

[00:02:08] Was west pray to the east the sun don't rise plant ya feet

[00:02:11] We eat ground turkey meat carnivore was tranqued

[00:02:14] Original peach tree

[00:02:15] Drunk-a** poetry in the clouds style

[00:02:17] Zu assassins duck-lo quietly strategy outburst violently

[00:02:21] Finitely Brooklyn displays how it was tooken

[00:02:24] Tracks is utensils niggas stencil art

[00:02:26] In war paint and perimeter was an open lane

[00:02:28] Intoxicated blows is rugged like fatigue wearing hoes

[00:02:31] Yo pick your play action

[00:02:32] You get in the way feel the mega-ton blast ni**a

[00:02:41] I cross ya a** like a sodomite in pale moon light

[00:02:44] Cruz to me ya all sounding like b**ches on the mic

[00:02:46] It's official verbal pistol ripping ya bone gristle

[00:02:49] Invisible move like stealth missiles undetected

[00:02:51] Catch it If ya can man listen sh*t is getting hot in my kitchen

[00:02:55] Baking lots of chicken

[00:02:56] With lord Buddha monk kicking a can of a**-whippings

[00:02:58] It's a barbecue with ol' dirt and the zu bring the l- Iq

[00:03:02] We gon' drink 'til we drop smoke pot from the finest w**d spot

[00:03:05] You need not act like you insane I spit flames

[00:03:08] Shame the devil and the demons in ya brain

[00:03:10] Yo your raps brought back negative feedback

[00:03:12] My mind explores at where your inhibitions is lost at

[00:03:15] I sour tracks win beats flip through loops

[00:03:17] I'm with an ace even If my style threw a deuce

[00:03:20] I teach the truth to the youth

[00:03:21] Before you should attack your central nerve system

[00:03:23] Leaving brain damage and addiction

[00:03:25] Through forced lyrical infliction reality's what you missing

[00:03:27] Baby do you remember me from follow me

[00:03:29] Just I-cee-equality with these thoughts

[00:03:31] I leave explosions overdosing off the lord's potions

[00:03:33] Got some sh*t delf-defined some sh*t I won't mention

[00:03:35] You don't need to be trying

[00:03:36] Make fake rappers don't wanna-be's

[00:03:38] B**ches 'tract to the wacky meat

[00:03:39] With this ghetto fashion actual faction

[00:03:41] Beats flashing style fly like Jane flashing

[00:03:43] Flows clashing holding this mic triangular

[00:03:46] Freestyle strangler baby

[00:03:48] Yo y'all muthaf**kas step y'all sh*t up