[00:00.000] 作词 : Nicholas B Steingraber
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Nicholas B Steingraber
[00:03.333][Chorus: DOWN6/ Ruffian Rugged]
[00:08.930]In your streets, cast a shade
[00:10.922]Mother****er finna pass away
[00:13.089]Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big,
[00:14.972]know some bitch finna fall to my blade
[00:16.932]I'm becomin' one with the demons,
[00:17.659]the ghosts and the goblins
[00:18.976](Tickin' a makin' a call upon a suicide hotline)
[00:20.396]Dead before mi born like Rosemarie's offspring
[00:23.411]Kill anyone like mi born as "The One" inna Hawkins
[00:25.493](Tickin' a makin' a call upon a suicide hotline)
[00:28.198]DOWN6, yo, let's go!
[00:29.155]
[00:29.356][Verse 1: DOWN6]
[00:29.805]Risin' above with a scythe and I creepily step in the fog,
[00:30.543]I capture a soul
[00:31.514]Spirits around and they goin' to town when they droppin' 'em dead,
[00:33.085]they head explode
[00:33.590]Went away on a retreat and I'm meetin' my niece
[00:34.704]and I found out the record was shown
[00:35.718]To an unwilling and arrogant frenemy look at me doin' the same
[00:37.458]when I bend the beat
[00:37.866]Seekin' a symbol to tell me the way
[00:39.498]Roam on the path while I'm takin' a dab
[00:40.410]and I'm blowin' the smoke
[00:40.731]And I'm never not ready to blaze
[00:42.010]I blow out they brains when I'm glowin' in set
[00:43.264]They knowin' I'm castin' a ****in' shade
[00:43.977]Knowin' the hater receivin' a punishment that'll be quick
[00:44.897]and I'm shapin' 'em all into place
[00:46.162]Beginnin' and middle and end for the lord of space,
[00:47.336]let's tussle at the grave
[00:48.379]So I can dump in your body when grazin' my blade
[00:49.215]becomin' an example of pain
[00:50.565]When you betrayin' the heart of a killer,
[00:51.386]I'm pickin' apart at the arm and the liver
[00:52.640]Machete is ready,
[00:54.005]I aim it at many,
[00:54.512]forever the void is engulfin' your brain
[00:55.393]Choppin' with your mother****in' freedom with the knuckles on 'em so
[00:56.255]I'm gonna beat 'em
[00:57.571]Know the gun'll eat 'em when I fvckin' see 'em
[00:58.836]finna drop opponents on the asphalt
[00:59.861]Draggin' 'em all to the crib in the tub and now the remains are definitely lost
[01:00.941]Ain't nobody really lookin' for you, bitch
[01:02.040]Bringin' it wicked and ****in' up all of the biggoted
[01:03.213]I unload choppers that end yo' existence
[01:05.257]The barrel terminate quick at your partners so vicious
[01:07.238]I've been dwellin' through the gutters,
[01:08.259]I've been listenin' to the b'iness
[01:09.140]That ain't mine shutter in seconds have to pull up, you're on hit list
[01:12.168]You ain't a part of me, never the ruler,
[01:12.529]I'm stuck in there,
[01:13.132]head like a deadly ol' tumor
[01:13.618]I'm minimalizin' the bag of the green
[01:15.097]when I'm packin' the bowl and I'm lost in the humor
[01:16.082]I'm laughin' at everything,
[01:17.114]pass out on ketamine,
[01:18.107]devil in vision when given the ink
[01:18.671]Thinkin' of bringin' a fake in the back
[01:20.143]and I'm makin' a buck off ****in' up figurative pictures
[01:20.344]
[01:20.765][Chorus: DOWN6/ Ruffian Rugged]
[01:21.056]In your streets, cast a shade
[01:22.489]Mother****er finna pass away
[01:28.743]Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big, know some bitch finna fall to my blade
[01:30.787]In your streets, cast a shade
[01:32.722]Mother****er finna pass away
[01:34.270]Ri-Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big, know some bitch finna fall to my blade
[01:38.952]I'm becomin' one with the demons, the ghosts and the goblins
[01:42.748](Tickin' a makin' a call upon a suicide hotline)
[01:45.150]Dead before mi born like Rosemarie's offspring
[01:46.558]Kill anyone like mi born as "The One" inna Hawkins
[01:48.397](Tickin' a makin' a call upon a suicide hotline)
[01:50.397](DOWN6, yo, let's go!)
[01:51.102]Let's go!
[01:51.427]
[01:55.896][Verse 2: Ruffian Rugged]
[01:56.849]How many moon I been tinkin' a pickin' a nine-millimeter and makin' a suicide
[01:58.088]Fvck all the MAGA, the cooper, the woker,
[01:59.240]they tinkin' of makin' a "truth a rise"
[02:00.047]I figure the fvcker, they diggin' a winger,
[02:01.167]I'm fvckin' their q-anon/ putin lies
[02:02.246]No mi nuh believe in nobody
[02:03.929]but the quarantine a made dem a fallin' fi troops of whites
[02:04.515]How many ****er they get up and rapin' di woman?
[02:06.167]But dem ago talkin' a art and the humor
[02:07.496]The pickney sicker than ever and tinkin' of any gyal a "hooters-wifey"
[02:09.514]Now anybody a talkin' a lyrical but dem a copy their misagony
[02:10.547]cuz dem only pull up pon di man dem whe gonna packin' a Mac any dau like in supersize me
[02:12.661]Duppy the bag a beginner, I summon a coven, I'm makin' a makin' a problem
[02:14.661]Duppy the bag a the demon invokin' a devil? I put dem a cult then!
[02:16.806]I'm Tolkien, I summon a coven, I'm makin' a duppy, turn dem a goat into goblin
[02:18.805]Thinkin' a breakin' a record, they copy the pattern, I nuh gonna pull up their songs dem
[02:21.057]Mi kill dem no filler prophet a fulfiller, the governor Rugged a castle abandoned
[02:23.106]I live inna shadows, a vampire haunted in misunderstanding
[02:25.194]Human on huntings a burn up a itch inna "wickerman chanting"
[02:27.509]Cuz "def" (ill) enchanted diss governor Rugged and I gonna flex like a "princess inna disenchantment"
[02:30.091]A tech whe dem stole, I tek whe dem stole, a tech a reload, I tek away their soul
[02:32.687]My soul in a shell it a egg in a bowl
[02:33.595]Talkin' to my duppys and my ghosts and my goblins
[02:35.839]More money more coke on the stove l, more problems
[02:37.957]Duppy the bag a the beginner makin' dem buggin' to makin' a buck inna "makin' a makin' a problem"
[02:40.084]Step pon the mic and the picolo, makin' 'em buggin' and makin' 'em pack inna back and I "warn dem"
[02:42.214]Duppy the bag a the beginner makin' 'em buggin' to makin' dem packin' a bag a the "mocro"
[02:44.160]Sick a the pack a the ****a they "packin' a Mac inna back" and makin' it buck
[02:45.625]Bun your anthem!
[02:46.538]
[02:46.758][Chorus: DOWN6]
[02:47.708]In your streets, cast a shade
[02:48.851]Mother****er finna pass away
[02:50.926]Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big, know some bitch finna fall to my blade
[02:54.547]In your streets, cast a shade
[02:57.070]Mother****er finna pass away
[02:59.386]Ri-Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big, know some bitch finna fall to my blade

作词 : Nicholas B Steingraber
作曲 : Nicholas B Steingraber
In your streets, cast a shade
Mother****er finna pass away
Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big,
know some bitch finna fall to my blade
I'm becomin' one with the demons,
the ghosts and the goblins
(Tickin' a makin' a call upon a suicide hotline)
Dead before mi born like Rosemarie's offspring
Kill anyone like mi born as "The One" inna Hawkins
(Tickin' a makin' a call upon a suicide hotline)
DOWN6, yo, let's go!

Risin' above with a scythe and I creepily step in the fog,
I capture a soul
Spirits around and they goin' to town when they droppin' 'em dead,
they head explode
Went away on a retreat and I'm meetin' my niece
and I found out the record was shown
To an unwilling and arrogant frenemy look at me doin' the same
when I bend the beat
Seekin' a symbol to tell me the way
Roam on the path while I'm takin' a dab
and I'm blowin' the smoke
And I'm never not ready to blaze
I blow out they brains when I'm glowin' in set
They knowin' I'm castin' a ****in' shade
Knowin' the hater receivin' a punishment that'll be quick
and I'm shapin' 'em all into place
Beginnin' and middle and end for the lord of space,
let's tussle at the grave
So I can dump in your body when grazin' my blade
becomin' an example of pain
When you betrayin' the heart of a killer,
I'm pickin' apart at the arm and the liver
Machete is ready,
I aim it at many,
forever the void is engulfin' your brain
Choppin' with your mother****in' freedom with the knuckles on 'em so
I'm gonna beat 'em
Know the gun'll eat 'em when I fvckin' see 'em
finna drop opponents on the asphalt
Draggin' 'em all to the crib in the tub and now the remains are definitely lost
Ain't nobody really lookin' for you, bitch
Bringin' it wicked and ****in' up all of the biggoted
I unload choppers that end yo' existence
The barrel terminate quick at your partners so vicious
I've been dwellin' through the gutters,
I've been listenin' to the b'iness
That ain't mine shutter in seconds have to pull up, you're on hit list
You ain't a part of me, never the ruler,
I'm stuck in there,
head like a deadly ol' tumor
I'm minimalizin' the bag of the green
when I'm packin' the bowl and I'm lost in the humor
I'm laughin' at everything,
pass out on ketamine,
devil in vision when given the ink
Thinkin' of bringin' a fake in the back
and I'm makin' a buck off ****in' up figurative pictures

In your streets, cast a shade
Mother****er finna pass away
Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big, know some bitch finna fall to my blade
In your streets, cast a shade
Mother****er finna pass away
Ri-Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big, know some bitch finna fall to my blade
I'm becomin' one with the demons, the ghosts and the goblins
(Tickin' a makin' a call upon a suicide hotline)
Dead before mi born like Rosemarie's offspring
Kill anyone like mi born as "The One" inna Hawkins
(Tickin' a makin' a call upon a suicide hotline)
(DOWN6, yo, let's go!)
Let's go!

How many moon I been tinkin' a pickin' a nine-millimeter and makin' a suicide
Fvck all the MAGA, the cooper, the woker,
they tinkin' of makin' a "truth a rise"
I figure the fvcker, they diggin' a winger,
I'm fvckin' their q-anon/ putin lies
No mi nuh believe in nobody
but the quarantine a made dem a fallin' fi troops of whites
How many ****er they get up and rapin' di woman?
But dem ago talkin' a art and the humor
The pickney sicker than ever and tinkin' of any gyal a "hooters-wifey"
Now anybody a talkin' a lyrical but dem a copy their misagony
cuz dem only pull up pon di man dem whe gonna packin' a Mac any dau like in supersize me
Duppy the bag a beginner, I summon a coven, I'm makin' a makin' a problem
Duppy the bag a the demon invokin' a devil? I put dem a cult then!
I'm Tolkien, I summon a coven, I'm makin' a duppy, turn dem a goat into goblin
Thinkin' a breakin' a record, they copy the pattern, I nuh gonna pull up their songs dem
Mi kill dem no filler prophet a fulfiller, the governor Rugged a castle abandoned
I live inna shadows, a vampire haunted in misunderstanding
Human on huntings a burn up a itch inna "wickerman chanting"
Cuz "def" (ill) enchanted diss governor Rugged and I gonna flex like a "princess inna disenchantment"
A tech whe dem stole, I tek whe dem stole, a tech a reload, I tek away their soul
My soul in a shell it a egg in a bowl
Talkin' to my duppys and my ghosts and my goblins
More money more coke on the stove l, more problems
Duppy the bag a the beginner makin' dem buggin' to makin' a buck inna "makin' a makin' a problem"
Step pon the mic and the picolo, makin' 'em buggin' and makin' 'em pack inna back and I "warn dem"
Duppy the bag a the beginner makin' 'em buggin' to makin' dem packin' a bag a the "mocro"
Sick a the pack a the ****a they "packin' a Mac inna back" and makin' it buck
Bun your anthem!

In your streets, cast a shade
Mother****er finna pass away
Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big, know some bitch finna fall to my blade
In your streets, cast a shade
Mother****er finna pass away
Ri-Rise out the crypt and I'm growin' too big, know some bitch finna fall to my blade