Bullshit (Instrumental)
J Dilla"Bullshit (Instrumental)" adalah lagu oleh J Dilla, 2007, Pop. Durasi lagu 4:02, 83 lines / 619 words.
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0:00作曲 : James Yancy/Emandu Wilcox/Derrick Stewart/Romye Robinson/Trevant Hardson/Carla Bley/Peter Tosh/Bob Marley
0:01作词 : James Yancy/Emandu Wilcox/Derrick Stewart/Romye Robinson/Trevant Hardson/Carla Bley/Peter Tosh/Bob Marley
0:21You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
0:25Feeling
0:26You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
0:30Feeling
0:32You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
0:34Feeling
0:37You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
0:41Feeling
0:43(Imani)
0:43Let me entertain you
0:45And Interphaze you with the new sound
0:48The sound is the "cyde" And the PHAR is the "CYDE"
0:51And no matter who you are you know you can't HYDE
0:53Not from the eyes of the sun nor the moon nor the stars
0:56No matter who you are
1:00So come in and commence to the sound of my drummin
1:04You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
1:07Feeling
1:09You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
1:12Feeling
1:14You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
1:18Feeling
1:20You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
1:23Feeling
1:24Time to go all the way with it
1:27Don't just sit there and stare or play with it
1:29Cause were committed to the seeds of the new breeds
1:32The Motha Ship of dreams where fiendz breast feeds
1:35Step thru reality into reality so surreal you feel you never knew
1:39Reality
1:39Until it stood still now your far from a lie
1:43When the truth tantalizes ya eyes see we'z
1:46Already in the skies or outer space
1:48Standing here on the face of this earth
1:50To the state to the grid of my turf
1:52Where my mom gave birth
1:53To all that she loves be it small to othersbut yo its bigger than
1:56Love
1:56They did a cross examination of it
1:59But you can't duplicate the stae of our relations thru translations
2:02That's not the ticket breaking code in Heiroglyphics
2:05Trying to get down to the specifics
2:07You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
2:11Feeling
2:12You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
2:16Feeling
2:17You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
2:21Feeling
2:23You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that
2:27Feeling
2:30Yo when money talks fools are always checkin'
2:33Depositing their two cents
2:35Foolishly convinced blinded by their ignorance
2:38That becomes a hinderance for them to rise
2:40When you going to recognize time waits for no man
2:43When you going to stand and
2:45Get up offa that b******t stop fighting that feeling
2:48Feeling
2:49Yo Yo now let me change the topic just a bit
2:53Talk about the iahp's with the fat a** and tits
2:55Comin' to the club looking for a star
2:58Ain't got ten dollars for a drink at the bar
3:01Scoping around looking for the best dressed
3:04Smelling for the indo passing up the stress
3:06Sniff sniff yo what does the iahp smell
3:09A brotha like Suave with pockets that swell
3:12Action was thrown the iahp was blown
3:14Next thing you know I had her at my home
3:17All alone object to get paid
3:20The only thing that happened was her a** got laid
3:22Now no end and her a** was sprung
3:25Used a little tongue but believe I'm well hung
3:28So listen a lesson well learned for all you club hopping ho's
3:31It ain't about the stardom and it ain't about the dough
3:32So
3:38You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit
3:43You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit
3:49You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit
3:54You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit
3:59You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit
4:02Stop fighting that feeling
作曲 : James Yancy/Emandu Wilcox/Derrick Stewart/Romye Robinson/Trevant Hardson/Carla Bley/Peter Tosh/Bob Marley 作词 : James Yancy/Emandu Wilcox/Derrick Stewart/Romye Robinson/Trevant Hardson/Carla Bley/Peter Tosh/Bob Marley You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling (Imani) Let me entertain you And Interphaze you with the new sound The sound is the "cyde" And the PHAR is the "CYDE" And no matter who you are you know you can't HYDE Not from the eyes of the sun nor the moon nor the stars No matter who you are So come in and commence to the sound of my drummin You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling Time to go all the way with it Don't just sit there and stare or play with it Cause were committed to the seeds of the new breeds The Motha Ship of dreams where fiendz breast feeds Step thru reality into reality so surreal you feel you never knew Reality Until it stood still now your far from a lie When the truth tantalizes ya eyes see we'z Already in the skies or outer space Standing here on the face of this earth To the state to the grid of my turf Where my mom gave birth To all that she loves be it small to othersbut yo its bigger than Love They did a cross examination of it But you can't duplicate the stae of our relations thru translations That's not the ticket breaking code in Heiroglyphics Trying to get down to the specifics You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling You gotta get up off of that b******t stop fighting that Feeling Yo when money talks fools are always checkin' Depositing their two cents Foolishly convinced blinded by their ignorance That becomes a hinderance for them to rise When you going to recognize time waits for no man When you going to stand and Get up offa that b******t stop fighting that feeling Feeling Yo Yo now let me change the topic just a bit Talk about the iahp's with the fat a** and tits Comin' to the club looking for a star Ain't got ten dollars for a drink at the bar Scoping around looking for the best dressed Smelling for the indo passing up the stress Sniff sniff yo what does the iahp smell A brotha like Suave with pockets that swell Action was thrown the iahp was blown Next thing you know I had her at my home All alone object to get paid The only thing that happened was her a** got laid Now no end and her a** was sprung Used a little tongue but believe I'm well hung So listen a lesson well learned for all you club hopping ho's It ain't about the stardom and it ain't about the dough So You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit Stop fighting that feeling
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