LRC歌词
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[ar:Ice T]
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[00:01.000]Artist:ice t
[00:02.310]Songs Title:intro
[00:26.910]A child was born in the east on day
[00:29.090]Moved to the west coast after his parents passed away
[00:31.900]Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats
[00:33.710]In poetry he was considered elite
[00:35.020]Became a young gangster in the streets of l a
[00:38.890]Lost connections with his true roots far away
[00:40.880]But no matter the job or crime
[00:42.510]He never lost his hard core obsession to rhyme
[00:45.070]New york's hip hop movement broke loose
[00:46.820]Dj's cut records raps had the juice
[00:51.870]Since busting rhymes was his natural thing
[00:53.370]He was crowned the west coast mc king
[00:55.180]But after his inauguration there was a rush
[00:56.950]Of wack rappers with one intention to crush
[00:58.620]This master rapper and take his throne
[00:59.260]A simple job he had no crew he stood all alone
[00:59.580]Assassins came in groups mc could survive
[00:59.830]But he showed no mercy he rapped blood thirsty
[01:00.070]Battlin' from friday on to thursday
[01:00.270]Never losin' a 'bout never ending in doubt
[01:00.510]Every confrontation k o knock out
[01:00.630]On his never ending journey to the t o p
[01:00.890]The l a player m c ice-t
文本歌词
Artist:ice t
Songs Title:intro
A child was born in the east on day
Moved to the west coast after his parents passed away
Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats
In poetry he was considered elite
Became a young gangster in the streets of l a
Lost connections with his true roots far away
But no matter the job or crime
He never lost his hard core obsession to rhyme
New york's hip hop movement broke loose
Dj's cut records raps had the juice
Since busting rhymes was his natural thing
He was crowned the west coast mc king
But after his inauguration there was a rush
Of wack rappers with one intention to crush
This master rapper and take his throne
A simple job he had no crew he stood all alone
Assassins came in groups mc could survive
But he showed no mercy he rapped blood thirsty
Battlin' from friday on to thursday
Never losin' a 'bout never ending in doubt
Every confrontation k o knock out
On his never ending journey to the t o p
The l a player m c ice-t