跪求rose hip bullet歌词 求一首歌的歌词 !拜托~~
ROSE HIP-BULLET \u6b4c\u8bcd\u6b4c\u66f2\u540d:ROSE HIP-BULLET
\u6b4c\u624b:Granrodeo
\u4e13\u8f91:GRANRODEO GREATEST HITS \uff5eGIFT REGISTRY\uff5e
\u300cROSE HIP-BULLET\u300d
\u4f5c\u8bcd\u2236KISHOW TANIYAMA
\u4f5c\u66f2\u2236MASAAKI IIZUKA
\u6b4c\u2236GRANRODEO
\u76ee\u79fb\u308a\u3057\u3066\u308b\u65e5\u3005\u30a2\u30ec\u30b3\u30ec
\u8c01\u3082\u6c17\u4ed8\u304b\u306a\u3044\u304f\u3089\u3044
\u7c9f\u7acb\u3064\u808c\u3092\u3064\u305f\u3044\u843d\u3061\u308b\u30af\u30ea\u30e0\u30be\u30f3
Why do you I want? \u65b0\u3057\u3044\u7f5a(\u00d7)\u3092
\u6f02\u3046\u7518\u3044\u9999\u308a\u3092\u305f\u3060
\u6e38\u3070\u305b\u3066\u3044\u305f\u3044\u3060\u3051\u306a\u306e\u3055
\u8c01\u304b\u4ec6\u3092\u65e9\u304f\u5c04\u3061\u629c\u3044\u3066\u3088
Show me \u8d2f\u901a\u3057\u305f\u94f3\u521b \u7a74\u304c\u7a7a\u304f\u307b\u3069
\u68d8\u3060\u3089\u3051\u306e\u30b0\u30ea\u30c3\u30d7\u63e1\u308a\u3064\u3076\u3057\u3066
\u5e7c\u3044\u672a\u3060\u3064\u307c\u307f\u306e\u3088\u3046\u306a\u5f3e\u4e38\u3067
Let me, shot through the soul
\u30d0\u30e9\u8272\u306b\u67d3\u307e\u308c
\u5927\u679a\u306f\u305f\u3044\u3066\u5ac9\u59ac\u3059\u308b my mind
\u4eca\u3082\u89c1\u3048\u306a\u3044\u4fa7\u3067
\u30ad\u30ef\u7acb\u3064\u610f\u5473\u3092\u6a21\u7d22\u3059\u308b\u30ab\u30e1\u30ec\u30aa\u30f3
Do you think so? \u9e23\u3089\u3057\u305f\u3044\u94f3\u58f0
\u3055\u307e\u3088\u3046\u4ec6\u306b\u7b54\u3048\u306f\u306a\u3044
\u5de1\u308a\u5de1\u308b\u95ee\u7b54\u306b\u5f31\u3044
\u82db\u307e\u308c\u305f\u7f8e\u5b66 \u8d2f\u3044\u3066\u3088
Call me \u8cdb\u540c\u3057\u305f\u94f3\u53e3\u55b7\u304d\u51fa\u3059\u307b\u3069
\u68d8\u3060\u3089\u3051\u306e\u30b0\u30ea\u30c3\u30d7\u63e1\u308a\u3064\u3076\u3057\u3066
\u91cd\u306a\u308b\u4eca \u89b3\u5ff5\u3068\u6b32\u306e\u72ed\u95f4\u3067
Let me, shot through the heart
\u30d0\u30e9\u3088\u308a\u3082\u8d64\u304f
Can you kill me again? \u30a4\u30d0\u30e9\u306e\u9053\u3092
\u6b69\u304d\u75b2\u308c\u305f\u4ec6\u306e\u5f31\u3055\u3092
\u5439\u304d\u98de\u3070\u3057\u3066\u304f\u308c\u308c\u3070\u3082\u3063\u3068
My Gun \u3082\u30a4\u30ad\u3084\u3059\u3044\u306e\u306b\u306a\u3042
Show me \u8d2f\u901a\u3057\u305f\u94f3\u521b \u7a74\u304c\u7a7a\u304f\u307b\u3069
\u68d8\u3060\u3089\u3051\u306e\u30b0\u30ea\u30c3\u30d7\u63e1\u308a\u3064\u3076\u3057\u3066
\u5e7c\u3044\u672a\u3060\u3064\u307c\u307f\u306e\u3088\u3046\u306a\u5f3e\u4e38\u3067
Let me, shot through the soul
\u30d0\u30e9\u8272\u306b\u67d3\u307e\u308c
\u3010 \u304a\u308f\u308a \u3011
http://music.baidu.com/song/52462982
Yo, Medasyn starts. First the political son, Zuz Rock. Den, I will do. Yo. See anybody wanna checks me on dis? Be like most dese kids who chuck sh*t S*ck record company head. Frost P, I keep it, nuh-uh. Still bills I'm payin', still for mils I'm prayin' In the meanwhile, I stayed me and wait, De life ain't great, But's better than the jobs from state, For makin' it, mate, just a Q and A. Still ghetto wit de mind of a needle A cricket in the cheater, Draw a nine millimeter up. Makin it, 'caine. If I get shifty, never reven' eddy Ain't life, but I stay in de game Den dat police cruiser say: "Ain't you the little -- ?" Frame my brain to the game But I let you know de whistle (tweet) Same issue, I move like a video on jerk. Steady, walk forward in my Timberland boots And I still ready to shoot, you need proof? Shall we? Any time, Fuck I'm able. I never get signed! More time, Niggas wanna leave me behind. Tell me to put my name on de dotted line. Ya find, when ye ** contracts to de street Come around, will you? In the last two weeks, you're too weak. I still represent Hays Town. Though it's my proximity, my boy face down. Murder mans, like a f*n greyhound Quit runnin' in de bank, til yer laid down. Style to the manner, got a place in the manor Like a .38, always come back to the man-ner. That's grammar. Use your bank, big like de clamps. You versus me equals my car trunk. Lissen up -- Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty, Dat Meda camp, kills MCs softly Like lure in, we got shots from foreign. And you don't wanna f*k wiv my side, fool Lissen up -- Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty, Dat Meda camp, kills MCs softly Like lure in, we got shots from foreign. And you don't wanna f*k wiv my side, fool Yo, this is Shystie . . . Yeh, SOV, Lady Sovereign, I'm wid Shystie. Let's take dese boys out, yah? I'm on it, boy-eh. . .Let's battle . . . Show dese guys what we're worth, big boy, 'Cos I know, see, I can spit ... Let's show dem. A'right! Yo, dere's suttin, I got one bad habit, When those streets step to me, I won't have it, 'Specially people like you and you an . . . Dat's okay, now when I come through Come up de light's in de low power, Remember de time when you got slaughtered, Beef? Cos' no, it's just an argument Words they is jerkin' in de House of Parliament. Wid out de words, wid out de verbs Little boys left on de kerb. People, lift dem up before dey get hurt. But their heart rate stop (beeep) When they have just learned Dat I'm above de flow Leave yer mind in high-low Like de center of a polo, push Can't enter his height when I'm so low, Yah, yeh don't know, so -- None a yer words can hurt me, fool. None a yer combats mean f*k, fool. Nuffin' you say can hurt me, fool. I feel bad, pity for you. Rue the lack of sense. That's yer ish-ing dat does dis. Where yer car? harhar! A domestic life Devil promotion of sickness (hwack) An illness? Anyone listenin' is a witness. Helpless lady -- I never written dis. Let's get on wid de quick busi-ness. S.O.V. dot, dot... lyricists can get us dis? -- No. Hup-two-three-four, I'm goin' to war, To win -- I leave the runner-up sore. (ow!) I'm raw, like uncut meat, That's why I'm in de hole, Dat why I flak it, I'm a treat -- I'm deep. But my face looks sweet! Sweet enough to fool yeh 'bout my greed. Waltz it to where dem don't sleep, Yah, now creep! Yo, lissen up to Sovereign and me, Shystie! The Meda camp's deep, and they never stopped we Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up de pace So you don't wanna f*k wiv our side, fool! Yo, lissen up to Sovereign and me, Shystie! The Meda camp's deep, and they never stopped we Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up de pace So you don't wanna f*k wiv our side, fool! Ha! So, let's show dese boys what time it is. I'm showin' you, Dey don't know about how us gurrls sspit, yeh. Let's show dem how we keep it rill. Let's show dem what de deal is. Let's show dem what time it is. Shystie! Let's go! Oi! 'ey, lissen up, Don't get f*ked up wiv a tabaco, fool, durin' PMS, Cos' my mood swings get yeh in a state of distress. And the lyrical Shakespeare doesn't ever test Doesn't spit about a rattle man's chest Accordings to dese angles, if dere was a circle Yeh! -- play, boy, but I know my swivin' hurt you. I take you for a joke, so you get laffed at (haha) Yer a basic MC, boy. I'm done -- past it. Cos' my microphone sample is in de silence, Leaving, yeh suddenly need stabilizing. Yeh wanted to better me just like an idiot. But I'll show everyone (sure!) here dat yerr not ready yet. I need a body bag, body back in a closed hearse. Leff it in de church, can I really get worse? Cannot rilly know dat I jes silly caught, seen me But I'm still here, cos' I moved out de window. Goin' to make havoc -- spit til I choke. How could anyone ever better me for a joke. See de tick-tock? on de body clock, sh*t don't stop. If you wanna come and drop a lyric, there is no top. But if you had it, you still couldn't rhyme You still couldn't write (nah) in beat to dis time So you never get close enough to me to attack. You take two steps forward, but three steps back. Cos' I'm daily separatin' mens day by day, No self-esteem? Meditate and don't think of it, Unless its how I'll make you lose your confidence. Even how you spittin on dis track is never-never lan'. ish -- you. can't. spit. and. it's. better. dat. you. quit. leave. it. to Shystie. that. spits. hot toxic. but -- you member how we's doin' all? yeh! right! hah hah! Yo, lissen up to Sovereign and me, Shystie! The Meda camp's deep, and they never stopped we Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up de pace So you don't wanna f*k wiv our side, fool! Yo, lissen up to Sovereign and me, Shystie! The Meda camp's deep, and they never stopped we Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up de pace So you don't wanna f*k wiv our side, fool! Yo! This is it! heh hah haa! The beef's kickin' off now! (s'fun now) Frost P! Bruce Grove N17. Z-U! Let's take down these duck birds. (nice) Yo, I used both of dese girls back Like pick-up sexin', before de beef is on. And your Miss Dynamite Impressions ain't botherin' no one. So thanks for naught. Get yer own slogan! Take that! Matter of fact, get off de track. I'm too classy to go back-to-back Wiv your average hood-rats. What you know about markin' yer game Up yer walls? Nuffin. Spittin crap at yer sympathizers. (nuffin!) Treat yeh frauds like Kit-Kat -- "Give 'em a break!" Cos' yer unknown and fake, Cos' yer bound to hate. Dey wanna beee like us!! (I know) But they're featherweight, And I'm a heavyweight. Eatin' MCs like ready-break. If that's the case, imagine when it gets skipped. Slap quick and exit. (huh huh) And home it crept. Must be men! 'Cos you had the boobs to steppin' into a rep But you get blazed off de set. Trustin' if you be Lady Sovereign, get bits in de hedges. Don't to trust get me in da stakes. Even wif Gab's compressor, ya still sound lesser. So don't get it twisted, girls -- you aint better. Man, I take down your whole 'hood wiv my full wood. You hear de way I flow, and you rilly wish you could. Never dat! Too many rhymes, too many lines. For the amateurs like you, I ain't got de time. Lissen up -- Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty, Dat Meda camp, kills MCs softly Like lure in, we got shots from foreign. And you don't wanna f*k wiv my side, fool Lissen up -- Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty, Dat Meda camp, kills MCs softly Like lure in, we got shots from foreign. And you don't wanna f*k wiv my side, fool heh heh. Yah, dese gurls can't be serious! Frost, are these gurls serious, man? They better f*kin' reco'nize what time it is, Before we clean their clocks. R-O-C? -- yep. I spit sick rhymes, stars Better den yours, times ten. I rhyme couple time, I punish you in line, You could never take Zuz for a spin. 'Cos this isn't nevah-nevah I'm tougher dan evah. My vendetta is simply payback Write lyrics wiv no pen, no paper. Hate-ers never prosper. (yep) So get lost like cheese down a sofa. Gabi doesn't matter to me. 'Cos if Shystie is on battlin' me She's ready to see, R.O. is old school Like bullet-hole jeans (whew) -- when de bullet goes in I used to shop work to get a gold fing. For sure, I'm talkin', my fro's clean. Yo, my 'fro's clean, just like the po sheets Better listen up when R.O. speaks. So all of my worrds are hurrrtin' you. And yer broke down, sound like dudes. Why would not you got a better fing to do? Easy to cure you hos, I won't lose. ZU-ZU! In the MC game, I put a lame MC to shame. You've only got yourself to blame. Tame your voice when you talk big (or my sh*t will) I kill your little kids like mornin'-after pills -- So chill. When you walked in, I met ends, it's not happenin'. I still strappin' my nine, I still rappin' part time. Lemme up, I take ye back de hallways. Ye don't wanna see me take it back to old days -- I favored Frost P like a maniac. (he's great) 'Cos I'm back, I show you where the f*ks izzat. I'm still one of a kind, win de war wiv me? Killed twenty-two (22.) MCs, Dem wanna make it twenty-three (23!). Lissen up -- Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty, Dat Meda camp, kills MCs softly Like lure in, we got shots from foreign. And you don't wanna f*k wiv my side, fool Lissen up -- Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty, Dat Meda camp, kills MCs softly Like lure in, we got shots from foreign. And you don't wanna f*k wiv my side, fool I'll clue you, hands tied behind my fat*ss No lies, I won't even close my eyes. Turn aroun', when my back faced In yer face, it's replaced. Spit my lyrics in yer face like mace. Yo, my eyes -------- I pity de fool who will sell it Like dresser, uh huh. I be de midget in de middle Wot right about now (yo) But can you do a little? Rose, never stoppin'. I called de rolls, twenty years old. I still hopin' to bust wiv de chop hoss boss. We stop -- if accused, we just rush past. Educated, but yep, I still bank last! See, I'm renegade. Roll wid de R.O.C., Plus, we fully stocked wid de nine milli 'Cos we hot and den it's a Harvard Deres offa banned and a filly, I f*kin chopped Pokemon, car trunk kitty. A lotta people know Shystie de renegade, I keep glasses by de bottle, but I stock lemonade. So -- don't get twisted, 'cos I'm not Shy. Give a bad look, get a right hook in yer eye! Fat man dat pull scares like anthrax Leave a boy lookin, zip is lips wit' Tampax! Wit my accent, jack all de lime off de track. Make a used door sound like "Oh dear, Maxwell" Still -- Huffing and puffing and bluffing And not on a double to nuttin'. I doubled up when I f*d yer girlfriend, Double to double, when I doubled de barrel, R.O. dubbed it, so you won't be into lurin' Yeh dont wanna look in my eye, fool! My lyrics see people dat cry, fool! Yeh'll see black and white, Like a black tie ball, so --
ROSE HIP-BULLET「咎狗之血 OP」
作词:谷山纪章 ／ 作曲:饭冢昌明 ／编曲:饭冢昌明
歌:GRANRODEO
目(め)移(うつ)りしてる日々(ひび)アレコレ
Me utsuri shiteru hibi are kore
〖每天眼花缭乱的种种〗
谁(だれ)も気付(きず)かないくらい
Daremo kizukanai kurai
〖竟然谁都没察觉〗
粟立(あわだ)つ肌(はだ)をつたい落(お)ちるクリムゾン
Awadatsu hada wo tsutai ochiru crimson
〖顺着寒粟的皮肤坠落的鲜红〗
Why do you want? 新(あたら)しい罚(ばつ)(×)を
Why do you want atarashii batsu wo
〖为什么你要接受新的惩罚?〗
漂(ただよ)う甘(あま)い香(かお)りをただ
Tadayou amai kaori wo tada
〖明明只是想将那〗
游(あそ)ばせていたいだけなのさ
Asobasete itai dake nano sa
〖弥漫的甜香玩弄一番而已〗
谁(だれ)か仆(ぼく)を早(はや)く射(う)ち抜(ぬ)いてよ
Dareka boku wo hayaku uchinuite yo
〖谁能赶快将我一枪射穿〗
Show me 贯通(かんつう)した铳创(じゅんそう) 穴(あな)が空(ひら)くほど
Show me kantsuu shita juusou ana ga hiraku hodo
〖Show me 贯穿的枪伤裂开洞口〗
棘(とげ)だらけのグリップ握(にぎ)りつぶして
Toge darake no grip nigiri tsubushite
〖用力碾碎满是荆棘的木棍〗
幼(おさな)い未(ま)だつぼみのような弾丸(だんげん)で
Osanai mada tsubomi no youna dangan de
〖以还是青涩花蕾般的子弹〗
Let me, shot through the soul
〖让我来射穿这颗灵魂〗
バラ色(いろ)に染(そ)まれ
Barairo no somare
〖染上玫瑰的色彩〗
大枚(たいまい)はたいて嫉妬(しっと)する my mind
Taimai wa taite shitto suru my mind
〖我那抱着巨款嫉妒的心〗
今(いま)も见(み)えない侧(そば)で
Ima mo mienai gawa de
〖如今仍在看不见的一侧〗
キワ立(たっ)つ意味(いみ)を模索(もさく)するカメレオン
Kiwa tatsu imi wo mosaku suru kameleon
〖摸索着突出含义的变色龙〗
Do you think so? 鸣(な)らしたい铳声(じゅうせい)
Do you think so narashi tai juusei
〖不禁想开枪射它 你觉得呢?〗
さまよう仆(ぼく)に答(こた)えはない
Samayou boku ni kotae wa nai
〖彷徨的我无从回答〗
巡(めぐ)り巡(めぐ)る问答(もんどう)に弱(よわ)い
Meguri meguru mondou ni yowai
〖不擅长动脑筋的问题〗
苛(さい)まれた美学(びかく) 贯(つらぬ)いてよ
Sainama reta bigaku tsuranui te yo
〖贯彻既往苛刻的美学〗
Call me 賛同(さんどう)した铳口(じゅうこう)喷(ふ)き出(だ)すほど
Call me sandou shita juukou fukidasou hodo
〖Call me 同意从枪口喷发出去〗
棘(とげ)だらけのグリップ握(にぎ)りつぶして
Toge darake no gripp nigiri tsubushite
〖用力碾碎满是荆棘的木棍〗
重(かさ)なる今(いま) 観念(かんねん)と欲(よく)の狭间(はざま)で
Kasaranu imo kannen to yoku no hazama de
〖重叠的现在 观念和欲望的夹缝间〗
Let me, shot through the heart
〖让我来射穿这颗心灵〗
バラよりも赤(あか)く
Bara yori mo akaku
〖比玫瑰还要赤红〗
Can you kill me again? イバラの道(みち)を
Can you kill me again ibara no michi wo
〖你能否再断绝我? 荆棘路上〗
歩(あむ)き疲(つか)れた仆(ぼく)の弱(よわ)さを
Arukitsukare ta boku no yowa sa wo
〖累倒的我的脆弱〗
吹(ふ)き飞(と)ばしてくれればもっと
Fukito bashite kurere ba motto
〖如果你能将其打飞的话〗
My Gunもイキやすいのになあ
My gun mo iki yasui no ni naa
〖My Gun也就能活得更轻松〗
Show me 贯通(かんつう)した铳创(じゅんそう) 穴(あな)が空(ひら)くほど
Show me kantsuu shita juusou ana ga hiraku hodo
〖Show me 贯穿的枪伤裂开洞口〗
棘(とげ)だらけのグリップ握(にぎ)りつぶして
Toge darake no grip nigiri tsubushite
〖用力碾碎满是荆棘的木棍〗
幼(おさな)い未(ま)だつぼみのような弾丸(だんげん)で
Osanai mada tsubomi no youna dangan de
〖以还是青涩花蕾般的子弹〗
Let me, shot through the soul
〖让我来射穿这颗灵魂〗
バラ色(いろ)に染(そ)まれ
Barairo no somare
〖染上玫瑰的色彩〗
终わり
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