I'm the jack of all trades, master of one
Black and underpaid, blastin this mic gun
Break you down like kempo,
I'm trained in the arts
I dig down deep within my psyche
Information excites me, the knowledge invites me
When I, throw on my
Nike's and step to it nicely
Huh, it's unlikely any man could out-mic me
Lightning, please strike me like it did when
I was a child
Hit me with a hundred thousand volts and make me smile
You name it
I can aim it, catch it and tame it, explain it
Take it and paint it in beautiful technicolor
Directly from another place you could expect no other
To stand by these trues and break these rules
We defy the laws of cool and sang these blues and bring this news
I ain't a coke man
A good folks man, he reached for the mic and broke his hand
It's not my problem, it's not my fault
It's not my concern,
I don't give a **** abou
Them dirty fingers, reachin for the scepter
All up in yo' head but
I'm not Dr.
LectorOr Dr.
Phil, but
I still got to killwhite widdle, black widdle, fat little pill
To take for your enjoyment, to get psychadelic
I don't sell it
Blow up, everything that's holdin up your hat
It's firin the pistons gas, in the engines
**** a foot in the door, we takin off the hinge
When my, dash is broken, glass is broken
Okay Mr. Pick to
Ten, is it sickenin?
What kind of little box you thinkin in?
Think again
Draw a blank, you saw a tank
But didn't see my soldiers on the flank movin up another rank
Hall of Fame went up in flames
When they, mention my name it's tension in they brains
An extension of the game and,
I stake this claim
And break these chains and this one's for the last train
I'm the jack of all trades, master of one
And the thing
I mastered is blastin this mic gun
Break you down like kempo,
I'm trained in the arts
We got one verse left to rock this beat
And separate the good shit from the wea
So, get in the groove, and feel the sound
I'm, gonna rock 'em, while,
I still got 'em
I rock this hour with style and power
And this, is yo'
MC hourI don't know if, all of you have heard
But it's up to
YOU to rip.. {*vocals fade out*
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00][Chorus]I'm the jack of all trades, master of one
[00:13.11]Black and underpaid, blastin this mic gun
[00:18.03]Break you down like kempo,
[00:19.44]I'm trained in the arts[Aceyalone]
[00:23.49]I dig down deep within my psyche
[00:25.95]Information excites me, the knowledge invites me
[00:28.44]When I, throw on my
[00:29.34]Nike's and step to it nicely
[00:31.17]Huh, it's unlikely any man could out-mic me
[00:33.63]Lightning, please strike me like it did when
[00:35.67]I was a child
[00:36.48]Hit me with a hundred thousand volts and make me smile
[00:38.94]You name it
[00:39.54]I can aim it, catch it and tame it, explain it
[00:41.85]Take it and paint it in beautiful technicolor
[00:43.95]Directly from another place you could expect no other
[00:46.59]To stand by these trues and break these rules
[00:49.14]We defy the laws of cool and sang these blues and bring this news[Chorus][Aceyalone]
[01:03.84]I ain't a coke man
[01:05.01]A good folks man, he reached for the mic and broke his hand
[01:07.56]It's not my problem, it's not my fault
[01:09.84]It's not my concern,
[01:11.22]I don't give a **** abou
[01:12.18]Them dirty fingers, reachin for the scepter
[01:15.06]All up in yo' head but
[01:16.35]I'm not Dr.
[01:17.16]LectorOr Dr.
[01:18.24]Phil, but
[01:18.99]I still got to killwhite widdle, black widdle, fat little pill
[01:22.65]To take for your enjoyment, to get psychadelic
[01:25.35]I don't sell it
[01:30.24]Blow up, everything that's holdin up your hat
[01:33.03]It's firin the pistons gas, in the engines
[01:35.79]**** a foot in the door, we takin off the hinge
[01:38.16]When my, dash is broken, glass is broken
[01:53.85]Okay Mr. Pick to
[01:54.99]Ten, is it sickenin?[Aceyalone]
[01:56.58]What kind of little box you thinkin in?
[01:58.41]Think again
[01:59.10]Draw a blank, you saw a tank
[02:00.84]But didn't see my soldiers on the flank movin up another rank
[02:04.83]Hall of Fame went up in flames
[02:06.57]When they, mention my name it's tension in they brains
[02:09.12]An extension of the game and,
[02:10.68]I stake this claim
[02:11.70]And break these chains and this one's for the last train
[02:14.31]I'm the jack of all trades, master of one
[02:16.83]And the thing
[02:17.40]I mastered is blastin this mic gun
[02:22.02]Break you down like kempo,
[02:23.43]I'm trained in the arts
[02:24.66]We got one verse left to rock this beat
[02:27.30]And separate the good shit from the wea
[02:29.46]So, get in the groove, and feel the sound
[02:37.62]I'm, gonna rock 'em, while,
[02:39.24]I still got 'em
[02:40.29]I rock this hour with style and power
[02:42.69]And this, is yo'
[02:44.13]MC hourI don't know if, all of you have heard
[02:47.82]But it's up to
[02:48.15]YOU to rip.. {*vocals fade out*
I'm the jack of all trades, master of one
Black and underpaid, blastin this mic gun
Break you down like kempo,
I'm trained in the arts
I dig down deep within my psyche
Information excites me, the knowledge invites me
When I, throw on my
Nike's and step to it nicely
Huh, it's unlikely any man could out-mic me
Lightning, please strike me like it did when
I was a child
Hit me with a hundred thousand volts and make me smile
You name it
I can aim it, catch it and tame it, explain it
Take it and paint it in beautiful technicolor
Directly from another place you could expect no other
To stand by these trues and break these rules
We defy the laws of cool and sang these blues and bring this news
I ain't a coke man
A good folks man, he reached for the mic and broke his hand
It's not my problem, it's not my fault
It's not my concern,
I don't give a **** abou
Them dirty fingers, reachin for the scepter
All up in yo' head but
I'm not Dr.
LectorOr Dr.
Phil, but
I still got to killwhite widdle, black widdle, fat little pill
To take for your enjoyment, to get psychadelic
I don't sell it
Blow up, everything that's holdin up your hat
It's firin the pistons gas, in the engines
**** a foot in the door, we takin off the hinge
When my, dash is broken, glass is broken
Okay Mr. Pick to
Ten, is it sickenin?
What kind of little box you thinkin in?
Think again
Draw a blank, you saw a tank
But didn't see my soldiers on the flank movin up another rank
Hall of Fame went up in flames
When they, mention my name it's tension in they brains
An extension of the game and,
I stake this claim
And break these chains and this one's for the last train
I'm the jack of all trades, master of one
And the thing
I mastered is blastin this mic gun
Break you down like kempo,
I'm trained in the arts
We got one verse left to rock this beat
And separate the good shit from the wea
So, get in the groove, and feel the sound
I'm, gonna rock 'em, while,
I still got 'em
I rock this hour with style and power
And this, is yo'
MC hourI don't know if, all of you have heard
But it's up to
YOU to rip.. {*vocals fade out*
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00][Chorus]I'm the jack of all trades, master of one
[00:13.11]Black and underpaid, blastin this mic gun
[00:18.03]Break you down like kempo,
[00:19.44]I'm trained in the arts[Aceyalone]
[00:23.49]I dig down deep within my psyche
[00:25.95]Information excites me, the knowledge invites me
[00:28.44]When I, throw on my
[00:29.34]Nike's and step to it nicely
[00:31.17]Huh, it's unlikely any man could out-mic me
[00:33.63]Lightning, please strike me like it did when
[00:35.67]I was a child
[00:36.48]Hit me with a hundred thousand volts and make me smile
[00:38.94]You name it
[00:39.54]I can aim it, catch it and tame it, explain it
[00:41.85]Take it and paint it in beautiful technicolor
[00:43.95]Directly from another place you could expect no other
[00:46.59]To stand by these trues and break these rules
[00:49.14]We defy the laws of cool and sang these blues and bring this news[Chorus][Aceyalone]
[01:03.84]I ain't a coke man
[01:05.01]A good folks man, he reached for the mic and broke his hand
[01:07.56]It's not my problem, it's not my fault
[01:09.84]It's not my concern,
[01:11.22]I don't give a **** abou
[01:12.18]Them dirty fingers, reachin for the scepter
[01:15.06]All up in yo' head but
[01:16.35]I'm not Dr.
[01:17.16]LectorOr Dr.
[01:18.24]Phil, but
[01:18.99]I still got to killwhite widdle, black widdle, fat little pill
[01:22.65]To take for your enjoyment, to get psychadelic
[01:25.35]I don't sell it
[01:30.24]Blow up, everything that's holdin up your hat
[01:33.03]It's firin the pistons gas, in the engines
[01:35.79]**** a foot in the door, we takin off the hinge
[01:38.16]When my, dash is broken, glass is broken
[01:53.85]Okay Mr. Pick to
[01:54.99]Ten, is it sickenin?[Aceyalone]
[01:56.58]What kind of little box you thinkin in?
[01:58.41]Think again
[01:59.10]Draw a blank, you saw a tank
[02:00.84]But didn't see my soldiers on the flank movin up another rank
[02:04.83]Hall of Fame went up in flames
[02:06.57]When they, mention my name it's tension in they brains
[02:09.12]An extension of the game and,
[02:10.68]I stake this claim
[02:11.70]And break these chains and this one's for the last train
[02:14.31]I'm the jack of all trades, master of one
[02:16.83]And the thing
[02:17.40]I mastered is blastin this mic gun
[02:22.02]Break you down like kempo,
[02:23.43]I'm trained in the arts
[02:24.66]We got one verse left to rock this beat
[02:27.30]And separate the good shit from the wea
[02:29.46]So, get in the groove, and feel the sound
[02:37.62]I'm, gonna rock 'em, while,
[02:39.24]I still got 'em
[02:40.29]I rock this hour with style and power
[02:42.69]And this, is yo'
[02:44.13]MC hourI don't know if, all of you have heard
[02:47.82]But it's up to
[02:48.15]YOU to rip.. {*vocals fade out*
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Work a steady job just to stay alive
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