歌手: Sir Mix-A-Lot
时长: 05:08
Testarossa - Sir Mix-A-Lot[00:00:00]
I'm your Testarosa First gear[00:00:25]
Watch me go keep 'em in fear[00:00:27]
Rumble young man rumble[00:00:30]
Brother won't fumble muthafukas just crumble[00:00:31]
Gaskets crank rappers get spank[00:00:33]
Stripes get yank a superior rank[00:00:35]
Won't stop the jock in some American car use a lyrical radar[00:00:37]
But I'm rolling the cartel's tolling[00:00:40]
For the D's keep folding[00:00:43]
Most Cadillac rappers get look and disturb[00:00:44]
By the jet black blur[00:00:46]
Me the Testarosa running like it suppose ta[00:00:47]
Don't try to get closer[00:00:50]
Cause you might get lost in the dual exhaust[00:00:51]
Don't ever try to f**k wit' a boss[00:00:52]
High octane there ain't no ping[00:00:55]
When I swing on a lyrical speed king[00:00:57]
And that's just first gear listen for the upshift[00:00:59]
Who can get wit' this[00:01:01]
Second gear look it here queer[00:01:06]
I'm in here hitting like spears[00:01:10]
The rhyme cartel slings legalized dope[00:01:23]
Some cope others get (gunshot noises)[00:01:25]
Lost on the boss it's finish is flawless[00:01:28]
12 cylinders listen to the horses[00:01:30]
It accelerates smooth[00:01:31]
Move or else get move[00:01:33]
Run for cover my brother suckers are getting smothered[00:01:35]
I cutted you other smutters rammed in the gutter[00:01:37]
My rep is kept muthafukas must step[00:01:38]
The best get swept and let out to rest[00:01:40]
Huuuu look at that air intake[00:01:42]
Second gear passing fakes[00:01:44]
Revolution per lyric get higher[00:01:46]
How can I chill when my rhyme's on fire[00:01:48]
As I approach the end of my tach[00:01:50]
My lyrical horse power blows to the max[00:01:51]
Red line is reached to the peak of my speech[00:01:53]
And I told ya I'm your Testarosa[00:01:55]
Testarosa[00:01:57]
Gear number three get off the clutch and don't let 'em up[00:02:04]
Keep 'em all down on these young bucks[00:02:15]
Let 'em know big boss is just a bit quicker[00:02:16]
Get the picture[00:02:18]
Backtalk tolerated none son[00:02:19]
Left you at the gun when I hit gear one[00:02:20]
Now I'm in third and you think that's quick[00:02:22]
Huh wait till I hit fifth[00:02:25]
Me and my pack we keep plenty of snackpacks[00:02:25]
You said fat now I'm yo to the max[00:02:28]
Want Mix-A-Lot for your next attack[00:02:30]
Hey yo critical mass yea I got your gat[00:02:31]
Two hundred sixty pounds of pure pain[00:02:33]
Critical mass is my homeboy's name[00:02:35]
My personal trainer taking weight gainer[00:02:37]
Got the bulk to crush and contain ya[00:02:38]
On the tach I'm like a wind ax[00:02:41]
Cutting up air like Boeings aircraft[00:02:43]
Time to shift and let my lyrical seatbelt hold ya[00:02:44]
I'm your Testarosa[00:02:47]
Up to fourth gear the speed increase[00:03:02]
Police got beef wit the word chief[00:03:04]
Move or lose I excuse the wack dudes[00:03:06]
You light my fuse and clear out or get used[00:03:08]
I go 100 in a 55[00:03:11]
No need to lip synch I'm straight out live[00:03:12]
So I'm rough lust who wanna be tough[00:03:14]
You fuss and cuss wearing that Raider's stuff[00:03:16]
Fake fools from around the way[00:03:17]
Knowing damn well you ain't from LA[00:03:19]
Ashamed where you come from son so you rattle[00:03:21]
Like it or not I scream straight up Seattle[00:03:22]
Rip up streets wit a lyrical sweet[00:03:24]
Don't peep or creep or you lose your freak[00:03:26]
The cam's growl engine loud[00:03:28]
My tongue keep beating 'em down[00:03:30]
Rev it up get ready for fifth[00:03:32]
Just hit 'em wit a maximum dis[00:03:34]
I roll ya fold ya mold ya I told ya I control ya[00:03:35]
And I'm your Testarosa[00:03:40]
I'm your Testarosa[00:03:44]
Yo Punish show 'em what time it is[00:03:56]
Gear number five you're eyes get wide[00:04:12]
So realize that I survive and I rhyme for mine[00:04:14]
I rope the dope and is he coming up nope[00:04:15]
I ain't the joke so don't hope for my throat[00:04:18]
There it is the whiz gets his[00:04:20]
The word quiz is what it is and Mix don't give[00:04:21]
Sight to the wack who act like Max[00:04:23]
And try to jack a pop rap to hit the map[00:04:25]
That ain't like me it ain't cool[00:04:27]
To rob another fool them claim you rule[00:04:29]
You boot but not me troops you like juice[00:04:30]
So you hit the stage wearing my boots[00:04:32]
Uh uh cupcake I ain't about to get rape by fake[00:04:34]
Just look at the tail light shrink and then think[00:04:37]
How I left you pink in a lyrical kink[00:04:40]
Time to drop to my gears and then stop[00:04:42]
'Cause I lock the box on them clowns that jock[00:04:43]
Turbo cone is 230 up on ya[00:04:45]
I'm your Testarosa[00:04:48]