Left Behind (Instrumental)

歌詞

You better hurry up or get left behind Like your harry derrière where the sun don't shine Tom Slick on the track but the streets are mine And thanks to Einstein I got beats to rhyme Designed like a porcupine, untouchable I'm a full course meal, you're a Lunchable This beat will self-destruct in five, four - Diz, hold up~! Goin off like a cuckoo clock I was giggin with the beat 'til my shoe flew off As I rock with better timin than a metronome To set the tone, lookin for respect alone On the throne puttin in work like Solomon Burke To take over the world like an Ottoman Turk Butterball's unlikely to rock shows nightly To wild but excite then I'm mild like Sprite be I run through your city like a bullet train And blow the roof off like a hurricane I'm sick so sick I got my own disease The doc said I had a case of flow with ease In a hundred degrees, I blow my nose and sneeze I'm so cold they call me cool breeze You're doin downhill like an avalanche And you're full of more bull than a cattle ranch Yup, you the cat who said that we were through Too old school, need to do somethin new You're slippin like I threw out a banana peel on the ground or you can kneel to the man of steel As I speed through the sky with the bird's eye view And you must be high like a nerd's IQ Do yo homework, press rewind You better go back before you get left behind Left behind, you get left behind Left behind, you better hurry up and get left behind I spit quick like a lizard's lick And slick as if I was the grand wizard Rick Hit with the fans, me and Diz Mark man To split command, cause panic like a shark's fine When the beat starts, stop beatin hearts Teeth extremely sharp, comin at your meaty parts Makin a mess out of discotheques The crowd crazed like I got Gizmo wet I dibbled and dabbled on roads less traveled I kicked up dust and kicked up gravel No Sleep 'Til Brooklyn as well as Seattle Young Einstein with the funky piano And I'm on the mic like Mick Jagger's lips U.D.'s all that and a bag of chips You can't get with this like you might slip a disc Better take it as a warning like I slit my wrists Like Heavy D, Steady B, rappin is my pedigree People lookin dead at me, rhymes roll readily I hold it down like a paperweight To make 'em happy like I baked a cake See I can take a break and mold it to shape Cause when I'm rippin and my word is like an iceberg, here's the tip of it A little message, I hope we get through So you move like a fetus in the fallopian tube I'm full strength like a cyclops eyedrops I got support like high tops I keep the mic hot 'til you turn the lights off Then I'm nocturnal like a nighthawk (CAW~!) Swoop down when I search for prety You better run and hide from the words I say I keep it tighter than cornrows And I'ma stop rappin when the horn blows Left behind, you get left behind Left behind, you better hurry up and get left behind Left behind, you get left behind Left behind, you better hurry up and get left behind