《Streetside Knowledge》歌词

[00:04:07] Ali

[00:04:07] Miscellaneous

[00:04:07] St. Louis Alumni (Bonus Track)

[00:04:07] * Jewely, M.K., Penelope, Kujo, Mic Checker, Boogee Mann, Suga Chi,

[00:04:07] King Jacob, Iceberg, Foundation, Storm, West Stone, Goobee Thug & Fister

[00:04:07] (Intro: Ali)

[00:04:07] Check it out, my name is Ali

[00:04:07] I roll with them Lunatics

[00:04:07] You know us, know what I'm sayin'

[00:04:07] But what you might not know

[00:04:07] Is we got a lot of MC's in St. Louis

[00:04:07] So we gon' do it like this

[00:04:07] First up we got my man Jewely!!!

[00:04:07] (Jewely)

[00:04:07] Now what's a grand finale

[00:04:07] If you ain't drinkin' grams in Cali? El Caminos on toners

[00:04:07] Hotel Nico with Mona, w**d from Pamona

[00:04:07] And any ghetto catch this St. Louis n***a on the corner

[00:04:07] My persona known to leave rappers in a coma

[00:04:07] So faggotts stop the grinnin', them chrome rims reflect

[00:04:07] The hate in your face as you see em spinnin'

[00:04:07] MC's are screamin', "No mo' shoutouts" through nine innin's

[00:04:07] I'm drama, like two baby mommas and one pendin'

[00:04:07] This here rapper split up your vest, cause the s**t I'm packin' Dawg'll

[00:04:07] knock your heart out your chest

[00:04:07] Rappers suffer from cardiac arrest

[00:04:07] If I'm uncomfortable I dump a few

[00:04:07] You niggas are actin' like, I won't send em to the afterlife

[00:04:07] This is Judah Zor, a hard act to follow

[00:04:07] Murderous clique nigga, known as desperado.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] Up next, Hillsdale representative

[00:04:07] My n***a M.K.!!!

[00:04:07] (M.K.)

[00:04:07] You knew what time it was soon as you stepped in the door

[00:04:07] *****es gigglin' and pointin', and whisperin', "There he go!"

[00:04:07] Where he go? Me I be loungin' between the ice

[00:04:07] Sippin' Don P with a dime piece right!

[00:04:07] Whisperin' in my ear about menage a trois

[00:04:07] Us and her partners, El Passe panties and bras

[00:04:07] Freaky deaky baby I'm lovin' that

[00:04:07] Dig the way that you think, them your partners?

[00:04:07] Get them a drink, s**t one B***h was strippin'

[00:04:07] Cause she didn't get picked, but baby

[00:04:07] We roll with time, it's only rippin' the six, trick

[00:04:07] Minutes later n***a rollin' four deep

[00:04:07] Them B*****s tonguin' in the back

[00:04:07] I'm gettin' some head up in the frontseat

[00:04:07] She like, "I got this" you control the cockpit

[00:04:07] While her partners in the back sixety-ninin' tradin' cock spit.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] Up next, we got that hazel-eyed heartthrob

[00:04:07] Miss Fo' Reel, Penelope!!!

[00:04:07] (Penelope)

[00:04:07] Hot like fire, makin' these niggas yearn

[00:04:07] Don't be stressin' me dirty, you got s**t to learn

[00:04:07] How to keep these seven zeroes that's my only concern

[00:04:07] Put a torch to these hoes, make these B*****s burn

[00:04:07] Stern, as I handle my grit, talk mo' shit

[00:04:07] Spit, and let my fo-fo rip, so B***h don't slip

[00:04:07] Don't make me put a lump on your lip

[00:04:07] A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin' your shit

[00:04:07] I want it all so give me it

[00:04:07] Am I a Luna-chic? Uh huh, I'm a looney *****

[00:04:07] More deadly than the venom that some anacondas spit

[00:04:07] The Marilyn Monroe, of the ghetto

[00:04:07] I'm a sucker for cornrows, niggas in Timbos hey

[00:04:07] (I got old Timbos mama, let me, let me, can I hit that?)

[00:04:07] Oh Lord, look n***a (C'mon mama let me hit that)

[00:04:07] Get the f**k on out of my face talkin' all that

[00:04:07] Old silly a*s bullshit.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] Up next, Kujo!!!

[00:04:07] (Kujo)

[00:04:07] Niggas hate me cause I'm nice in the game

[00:04:07] And got a style priceless like ice in the chain

[00:04:07] Aiyyo so who am I? I'm the best to ever spit

[00:04:07] I got that, "Hot Shit" like I'm Nelly and the Tics

[00:04:07] I pop a hot block dodge the cops and the dics

[00:04:07] Cause they want me gone, been in the game too long

[00:04:07] Here's how you want it, you come with guns nigga

[00:04:07] We cock two, got work? I comp too

[00:04:07] Block one, we pop two

[00:04:07] For the love for my family, and my seed

[00:04:07] Makin' sure them records live on, from now until infinity

[00:04:07] I'm from the 34, live in 3D

[00:04:07] Southsiiiiiiide, hot boy like I'm Figi

[00:04:07] Spit the truth til I die, give a f**k you niggas sick of me

[00:04:07] No matter what the f**k you faggotts do

[00:04:07] You can't get rid of me.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] Peace, to my cousin Trife, up next

[00:04:07] The one and only Mic Checker!!!

[00:04:07] (Mic Checker)

[00:04:07] St. Louis, what you know bout high-grade we wastin' it?

[00:04:07] What you know bout 76 pounds to break down in the basement?

[00:04:07] What you know bout chances enough Air Course

[00:04:07] Suitcases and pretty pictures out in Lambert Air Port?

[00:04:07] What you know bout losin' count cause there's so many stacks?

[00:04:07] How many niggas can say s**t like this

[00:04:07] But there's truth in the tracks?

[00:04:07] What you know bout clicked up nigga? Out the country whilin'

[00:04:07] How many you niggas done had P***y from the Virgin Islands?

[00:04:07] What you know bout your broad beggin' to be my mama?

[00:04:07] Lunatics and Skunk D**K player up in Trulany

[00:04:07] What you know bout mo' bail? We brolic like Brutis

[00:04:07] Come for them, everyday and my clique's all exclusive

[00:04:07] What you know bout Spanish Town? Amongst the gun clappers

[00:04:07] Buff they penis soup head still on my red snapper.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] One love to PL-Spin

[00:04:07] Naw you know, up next Boogee Mann!!!

[00:04:07] (Boogee Mann)

[00:04:07] Well Mr. B-double-O-G what? M-A-double-N

[00:04:07] I smoke joke and grin, and f**k your best friend

[00:04:07] Only if she a ten, then I slide right in

[00:04:07] Boogee and DJ Spin, be thunder and lightenin'

[00:04:07] Damn that's frightenin, so tuck your vest in

[00:04:07] My lyrical Mack-10, spit flows that kill men

[00:04:07] It's the Midwest y'all, we aimin' at all y'all

[00:04:07] We the ball til we fall or it's nothin' at all

[00:04:07] So just warm up the water, cause we Blink like Trotter

[00:04:07] Half-baked half slaughter, comin' like Vince Carter

[00:04:07] How you want it head or cut? We in the back of the truck

[00:04:07] Tryin' to see if baby girl can make me bust this nut

[00:04:07] Cause I'm 24 inches above the gun creek

[00:04:07] Get these hoes deep, so you pack yo heat.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] What up Spud? Up next representin' V.I.P.

[00:04:07] King Jacob and Suga Chi!!!

[00:04:07] (Suga Chi)

[00:04:07] Microphones I burn B*****s to whom it may concern with this

[00:04:07] Gotta learn this is to all my foes

[00:04:07] Them baby mommas swervin' Neons and Geos

[00:04:07] Cause they nigros to peep my steelo

[00:04:07] In a ??? ready for war, suited and booted

[00:04:07] Undisputed dame, been the same, in the game

[00:04:07] Since my Tenants had fat laces, smack faces

[00:04:07] With Tipsy (Ouch) intoxicated feel it *****

[00:04:07] You gettin' thrown out of clubs ever time you see me.

[00:04:07] (King Jacob)

[00:04:07] Uugh, everybody want to be street

[00:04:07] Guaranteed they bring the most heat

[00:04:07] And swear to God ain't nothin' sweet

[00:04:07] I agree, but I also feel I ain't got to prove shit

[00:04:07] To do it to them punk a*s niggas from your click

[00:04:07] I f**k hoes that be so thick, when I roll you know this

[00:04:07] And them twenty inch chrome rims sit so sick

[00:04:07] Motorola s**t for communication, this is to aid my flows

[00:04:07] Take over the whole nation.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] Iceberg!!!

[00:04:07] (Iceberg)

[00:04:07] It's the n***a the player that keeps it duplicated

[00:04:07] Or faded in no type of way, hate it if you like

[00:04:07] But you can't stop us gettin' paid

[00:04:07] Unless you sabotage the stage, or drop us in a place we stand

[00:04:07] And then you have to worry bout your whole state

[00:04:07] We made it now the legacy's forever more

[00:04:07] Style be forever raw, heaven or hell

[00:04:07] I'll stay forever S-T-L

[00:04:07] Catch me down down baby, in a black Humvee

[00:04:07] Comin' to get my f**kin' corner back for Nelly, (E.I.!)

[00:04:07] My f**kin' record sales were barely, (Uh Ohhhhhhhhh!)

[00:04:07] Now there's nothin' they can tell me

[00:04:07] What I do is always too late, for the Louie

[00:04:07] See how you fools respond to these bomb frees

[00:04:07] Bigger Big Lee released all these beats

[00:04:07] And everytime we do what's f**kin' million ???

[00:04:07] And come to answer their question of how come I-C-E-B-G

[00:04:07] Gon become part of this Alumni nigga

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] All the way from the Cle-Town we got my man E

[00:04:07] Hella (Louie Town) Foundation!!!

[00:04:07] (Foundation)

[00:04:07] You never met a four, better with metaphors

[00:04:07] Metal for whores, like Tiger's metal four

[00:04:07] Shit, that's what I met her for, strictly city

[00:04:07] Thick cliques mixed with Big Lee

[00:04:07] Can't disturb, stand clap hands dance and swerve

[00:04:07] For the spot where nobody else should fix a hand or word

[00:04:07] E-Perior bless, since we all wreck mic checks

[00:04:07] You guess me on, Midwest be songs, and testin' Jones

[00:04:07] F with the best be gone, no quest-ion

[00:04:07] School yard parties, fourty-four-four

[00:04:07] Seventy West and East, don't get it F in streets

[00:04:07] Style shows like sandals, pumps get handled

[00:04:07] Dismantled, St. Louis is Tony Soprano

[00:04:07] No two, heffers with blow poor, ghetto mo' gurr

[00:04:07] Blow bolo get fooled around the clock.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] Up next, we got two live MC's

[00:04:07] My man Storm and his home' West Stone.

[00:04:07] (Storm)

[00:04:07] You can't f**k with Storm, six niggas in the truck with Storm

[00:04:07] You want to jack him, but you won't got no luck with Storm

[00:04:07] My dirty run with dirty niggas and he from St. Lou

[00:04:07] Plus he know Kung-Fu, and he got guns too

[00:04:07] That big D**K dude, that flip kick fools like Tom Cruise

[00:04:07] You don't wanna battle me dude you gon' lose

[00:04:07] Hit you with one-two's, your lungs bruised

[00:04:07] My foot in the butter so many crews call me doo-doo shoes.

[00:04:07] (West Stone)

[00:04:07] You know Stone is known to break them bones

[00:04:07] Meet your chick and take her home

[00:04:07] Get one chick and make her moan

[00:04:07] And you wonder why these niggas hate the Stone

[00:04:07] Broke their backs, when I wrote the raps

[00:04:07] Nigga don't drink I'll smoke to that

[00:04:07] Niggas hopin' that, I'll take a bow

[00:04:07] Want to take my life? Better take it now

[00:04:07] I'm still alive let me break it down

[00:04:07] Turn this s**t to the O.K. Corral

[00:04:07] Get to blastin', whippin' asses

[00:04:07] Forget that talk shit, I'm with the action

[00:04:07] Want to make it hot? I'ma bring the heat

[00:04:07] Ain't no n***a that can hang with me.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] Up next we got Goobee Thug

[00:04:07] The rhyme spitter!!!

[00:04:07] (Goobee Thug)

[00:04:07] We gon' get two seats recline and lean harder

[00:04:07] X, smoke green, and buy the spring water

[00:04:07] Y'all niggas polish your jewels to bling harder

[00:04:07] I cock the fifth, y'all drop your shit

[00:04:07] Type of n***a rob you to cop the whip

[00:04:07] Catch me, on 23's with a boxter-twist

[00:04:07] See the rocks twinkle twinkle right in front of your eyes

[00:04:07] I shine brighter than the sun in the skies

[00:04:07] Got a gun on my waist, got one in your eye

[00:04:07] And I stays blowin' haze and that Chocolate Thai

[00:04:07] Y'all smoke swag w**d that's brown with seeds in it

[00:04:07] I hustle from first to first through seasons

[00:04:07] And you gotta accept this, I ball like the Celtics

[00:04:07] A. Walker, shake you up

[00:04:07] And I have Ted Foster to make you up.

[00:04:07] (Ali)

[00:04:07] Up next from the Rawkus Crew

[00:04:07] My homeboy Fister!!!

[00:04:07] (Fister)

[00:04:07] I'm the man before time, move hands before time

[00:04:07] Like Don Bluth I made The Land Before Time

[00:04:07] Some MC's think they're nice, but not hardly

[00:04:07] That's what they "Say Say Say" like Paul McArtney

[00:04:07] And Michael Jackson, I cypher the action

[00:04:07] To anyone who assists like John Packson

[00:04:07] Who these kids think they is tryin' to act all wild

[00:04:07] They temporary like members of Destiny's Child

[00:04:07] I'm spottin' the top Feds, poppin' the hot lead

[00:04:07] All in his pothead, makin' him drop dead

[00:04:07] Call me Shanksoon, lyrically snatchin' your soul

[00:04:07] Your squad's useless, like the right arm on Bob Dole

[00:04:07] Behold, the manifold of a black Aristotle

[00:04:07] Roadkillin' MC's, with my hand on the throttle

[00:04:07] Smashin' em all, mashin' em all, bashin' em all

[00:04:07] Picked up my Friday check cashin' em all