Dungeon Family – On & On & On

Lyrics

[scratching]
"The beat" "Goes!" - "The beat-beat" "Goes!"
"The beat" "Goes!" - "The beat-beat" "Goes!"
"The beat-beat" "Goes!" - "The beat" "Goes!"
"The beat" "Goes!" - "And the beat" "Goes!"
[Big Gipp]
Well it's the dip monk (?) execute parachute
(?) this Gipp man, lovin that orange brother
Make you stay up all night, make ya eyes puffy
Eyes wide like the back wheel of a Huffy
Could never be ya cousin brother, rather be a relative
In ya (?) seat-painted we could settle it
DF the Family, below they still sellin it
Knickerbocker socker on the weekend type fella
Black crow nest don't buck back
Love jokes, getcha ass jacked, put the bullets in his dick
Another comin for the excaliber hit
That shit, who the next gon' dip with this?
[Hook x2]
And the beat goes,
On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
"And the beat" "Goes!"
[Big Boi]
In the middle of the ghetto, the rhythem of the rebel takin over
Crappy clubs and burros
You'll try to censor it and stop it
But we still won't settle, Pinnochio and Gepetto
They tellin lies to my fellow Americans
Besides the heroines and heros, dope fiends and zeros
The Dungeon Family steady jammin as the beat goes
We know famili that the Dirty ain't no equal
My name is B-I-G and keep me to a tree hoes
White Gutz, white wall ties, and white name
With so much love why do we need hate?
Cuz everybody played it fool, we bouncin in ya place
Gotta grind till he give me yo' shine, you shake and bake like
[Hook x2]
[Cool Breeze]
Even when a G be bustin, ice-cold crushin
Ladies be touchin, and the club be rushin
For the stage, bitches see a second page in this chapter
See me to the fullest cuz I'm more than just a rapper
Slash actor - and producer on the news sir
Pimp or breeder, strong house leader
The game get deeper, sweeper, Yamaha creeper
DF each a rider, like a wood driver
With 'em on the court I'm hittin jumpers outside-a
Southwest rider, deep like a diver, +Rich+ like Pryor
Ain't no higher!
[Hook x2]
[Witchdoctor]
Witchdoctor come wit it!
I'm your words from your heart beat skip
Hit me, I'm workin off my hip
And I keep a box of extra clips
Cuz haterism is a trip
And I come out the +blue+ like a Crip
And believe me asses'll get whipped
Georgia's biggest mess
My new bone gon' drink milk from his momma's breast
Fielders of this stress
It was the music that took you
Put you in a pot and cooked you
If this was (?) I'd cook you...
[Hook x2]
[Khujo]
It's so gritty
Mayside gladiator, blue and gold raider
Northwest alumini dwellin in Decatur
Skin ya like a gator, bust yo' head like a baked potato
I can't stand on purpose tellin you didn't know yo' poppa
Now I hate her, so "Kiss the Game Goodbye" like Jada
We comin up like escalators
And if you say you the best then we ten times greater!
Candy-ass and seeds melt away like Now-and-Laters!
Erase yo' data! With this nigga chaser!
And if I have to, I'll hitchu with the maser!
[Hook x2]
[scratching to fade]

Paroles (Traduction)

[grattage]
"Le rythme" "Continue!" - "Le rythme-rythme" "Continue!"
"Le rythme" "Continue!" - "Le rythme-rythme" "Continue!"
"Le rythme-rythme" "Continue!" - "Le rythme" "Continue!"
"Le rythme" "Continue!" - "Et le rythme" "Continue!"
[Big Gipp]
Eh bien c'est le moine du plongeon (?) exécute le parachute
(?) ce Gipp, aimant ce frère orange
Te faire rester debout toute la nuit, te faire avoir les yeux gonflés
Yeux grands comme la roue arrière d'un Huffy
Ne pourrait jamais être ton frère cousin, préférerait être un parent
Dans ton (?) siège peint, nous pourrions régler ça
DF la Famille, en dessous ils continuent de le vendre
Knickerbocker socker le type de mec du week-end
Le nid du corbeau noir ne recule pas
Aime les blagues, te fait mettre une balle dans sa bite
Un autre arrive pour le coup de l'Excalibur
Cette merde, qui sera le prochain à plonger avec ça?
[Refrain x2]
Et le rythme continue,
Encore et encore et encore et encore et encore et encore et encore
et encore et encore et encore et encore et encore et encore et encore
"Et le rythme" "Continue!"
[Big Boi]
Au milieu du ghetto, le rythme du rebelle prend le dessus
Clubs minables et ânes
Tu essaieras de le censurer et de l'arrêter
Mais nous ne nous arrêterons toujours pas, Pinocchio et Gepetto
Ils racontent des mensonges à mes compatriotes américains
Mis à part les héroïnes et héros, les drogués et les zéros
La Famille Dungeon joue sans relâche pendant que le rythme continue
Nous savons, famili, que le Dirty n'a pas d'égal
Mon nom est B-I-G et je vous garde à l'œil, salopes
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Thématique Retour

Style Hip-hop

Keywords Atlanta, Collectif

Entités normées Dungeon Family