九酷音樂網(wǎng)Tic Toc歌詞
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(Tic toc, you don't stop...)
{DoItAll} Tic toc, this is how we rock
We're those same (um) brothers
Who brought you "Chief Rocka”
Now, um, underground's my style
To this I have vows, and I swear to my god
I'll always rock a crowd
So (um) peace to my area,
Which is scarier, so if your on the deals
Who cares, the more the merrier
Now right off South Orange on the block of one-nine
Of course, thirteenth ave is my stomping grounds
I open up my chest and to my 'hood give my heart
Cause without the heart then your 'hood falls apart
So respect to the cement
The park called "the Corner"
Cause that's where the DoItAll do was performin'
Runnin' from the cops, I couldn't be stopped
Cuz I was jumpin' big gates that connected the blocks
Now before makin' records, the 'hood was my savior
But now I'm making tunes
To make you jam wit 'cha neighbor
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And represent your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(Tic toc, you don't stop...)
{Mr. Funke} Well, I be the funk-ular
Ultra-funk-ular
Gamma-funk-ular
Half you rappers out there
Couldn't see me with binoculars
Anyone who thinks he'll take me out
is just a dreamer. If you think you're the bomb
Then I'm Hiroshima. When I die,
I hope they're making records up in heaven
On a scale of one to ten, I'm like 100-5th-11
And sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones
But if you ever try to diss the Lords
Then it's on. I go on beat... off beat...
Then jump right back on time
I drop another rhyme and talk about
your fat ugly mama (EEWWW!)
M.C.'s cannot rock me, I'm stone-proof
Me grabbin' the mic is like
Superman running to a phone booth
Straight from Martin Luther King Boulevard
In the heart of Newark, New Jersey
Make you say "Lord have mercy"
If you step up in my face then it's do or die
And I'm gonna make you cry (waaahhhhh!!)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And represent your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(Tic toc, you don't stop...)
{DoItAll} Well, times have changed
Not only for the urban but also for suburban
We get props, we're deservin'
From black kids to white kids
I see them bob their heads
From the blond hair to redhead
I even seen a dread
So now it doesn't matter
As the clock winds down
With the tic and the toc
Because they love the sound
But people 'round your area say you sell out
Because you sell a million copies
And your tone goes BAAAAOOWW!
So do it for yourself, and do it for the 'hood
But do it from the heart
Cause that's when it's good
Now tell me what's gonna happen after the rappin'
When the clock ticks away
And ain't nothin' happenin'...
{Mr. Funke} I remember way back in the days
On my block
When the kids used to meet up in the hallway
And rock on Martin Luther King's boulevard
With P.C., wise, Easy Ed
And my brother hard Bernard
Used to hit the ill rhymes from the head
While I'd hit the beat on the wall
Until my hands turned red
You had the Shorty two MC's, the Educated Three
I got to give them props for helping me be me
Now I'm the one who's educated
I suffered but I made it
I only write rhymes that will be appreciated
No matter how large I get, the fire still burns
Cause from the 'hood I came
And to the 'hood I must return
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And represent your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(Tic toc, you don't stop...)
Throw your hands in the air
And do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(Tic toc, you don't stop...)
{DoItAll} Tic toc, this is how we rock
We're those same (um) brothers
Who brought you "Chief Rocka”
Now, um, underground's my style
To this I have vows, and I swear to my god
I'll always rock a crowd
So (um) peace to my area,
Which is scarier, so if your on the deals
Who cares, the more the merrier
Now right off South Orange on the block of one-nine
Of course, thirteenth ave is my stomping grounds
I open up my chest and to my 'hood give my heart
Cause without the heart then your 'hood falls apart
So respect to the cement
The park called "the Corner"
Cause that's where the DoItAll do was performin'
Runnin' from the cops, I couldn't be stopped
Cuz I was jumpin' big gates that connected the blocks
Now before makin' records, the 'hood was my savior
But now I'm making tunes
To make you jam wit 'cha neighbor
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And represent your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(Tic toc, you don't stop...)
{Mr. Funke} Well, I be the funk-ular
Ultra-funk-ular
Gamma-funk-ular
Half you rappers out there
Couldn't see me with binoculars
Anyone who thinks he'll take me out
is just a dreamer. If you think you're the bomb
Then I'm Hiroshima. When I die,
I hope they're making records up in heaven
On a scale of one to ten, I'm like 100-5th-11
And sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones
But if you ever try to diss the Lords
Then it's on. I go on beat... off beat...
Then jump right back on time
I drop another rhyme and talk about
your fat ugly mama (EEWWW!)
M.C.'s cannot rock me, I'm stone-proof
Me grabbin' the mic is like
Superman running to a phone booth
Straight from Martin Luther King Boulevard
In the heart of Newark, New Jersey
Make you say "Lord have mercy"
If you step up in my face then it's do or die
And I'm gonna make you cry (waaahhhhh!!)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And represent your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(Tic toc, you don't stop...)
{DoItAll} Well, times have changed
Not only for the urban but also for suburban
We get props, we're deservin'
From black kids to white kids
I see them bob their heads
From the blond hair to redhead
I even seen a dread
So now it doesn't matter
As the clock winds down
With the tic and the toc
Because they love the sound
But people 'round your area say you sell out
Because you sell a million copies
And your tone goes BAAAAOOWW!
So do it for yourself, and do it for the 'hood
But do it from the heart
Cause that's when it's good
Now tell me what's gonna happen after the rappin'
When the clock ticks away
And ain't nothin' happenin'...
{Mr. Funke} I remember way back in the days
On my block
When the kids used to meet up in the hallway
And rock on Martin Luther King's boulevard
With P.C., wise, Easy Ed
And my brother hard Bernard
Used to hit the ill rhymes from the head
While I'd hit the beat on the wall
Until my hands turned red
You had the Shorty two MC's, the Educated Three
I got to give them props for helping me be me
Now I'm the one who's educated
I suffered but I made it
I only write rhymes that will be appreciated
No matter how large I get, the fire still burns
Cause from the 'hood I came
And to the 'hood I must return
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
And represent your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(Tic toc, you don't stop...)
Tic TocLRC歌詞
[00:05.416]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:07.418]Throw your hands in the air
[00:08.836]And do it for your block (um)
[00:10.702]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:12.721]Throw your hands in the air
[00:14.035]And please don't stop (um)
[00:15.980]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:18.614](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[00:21.161]{DoItAll} Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:23.202]We're those same (um) brothers
[00:24.718]Who brought you "Chief Rocka”
[00:25.693]Now, um, underground's my style
[00:27.318]To this I have vows, and I swear to my god
[00:29.861]I'll always rock a crowd
[00:30.949]So (um) peace to my area,
[00:33.009]Which is scarier, so if your on the deals
[00:35.045]Who cares, the more the merrier
[00:36.445]Now right off South Orange on the block of one-nine
[00:39.027]Of course, thirteenth ave is my stomping grounds
[00:41.725]I open up my chest and to my 'hood give my heart
[00:44.319]Cause without the heart then your 'hood falls apart
[00:46.752]So respect to the cement
[00:48.250]The park called "the Corner"
[00:49.597]Cause that's where the DoItAll do was performin'
[00:52.280]Runnin' from the cops, I couldn't be stopped
[00:54.472]Cuz I was jumpin' big gates that connected the blocks
[00:57.173]Now before makin' records, the 'hood was my savior
[00:59.990]But now I'm making tunes
[01:00.975]To make you jam wit 'cha neighbor
[01:03.015]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:05.061]Throw your hands in the air
[01:06.381]And do it for your block (um)
[01:08.293]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:10.301]Throw your hands in the air
[01:11.667]And please don't stop (um)
[01:13.522]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:15.512]Throw your hands in the air
[01:16.852]And represent your block (um)
[01:18.722]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:21.343](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[01:23.049]{Mr. Funke} Well, I be the funk-ular
[01:24.384]Ultra-funk-ular
[01:25.253]Gamma-funk-ular
[01:26.262]Half you rappers out there
[01:27.265]Couldn't see me with binoculars
[01:28.938]Anyone who thinks he'll take me out
[01:30.387]is just a dreamer. If you think you're the bomb
[01:32.691]Then I'm Hiroshima. When I die,
[01:34.584]I hope they're making records up in heaven
[01:36.522]On a scale of one to ten, I'm like 100-5th-11
[01:39.212]And sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones
[01:41.889]But if you ever try to diss the Lords
[01:43.643]Then it's on. I go on beat... off beat...
[01:45.868]Then jump right back on time
[01:46.811]I drop another rhyme and talk about
[01:48.417]your fat ugly mama (EEWWW!)
[01:49.746]M.C.'s cannot rock me, I'm stone-proof
[01:51.846]Me grabbin' the mic is like
[01:53.128]Superman running to a phone booth
[01:55.405]Straight from Martin Luther King Boulevard
[01:57.393]In the heart of Newark, New Jersey
[01:58.723]Make you say "Lord have mercy"
[01:59.950]If you step up in my face then it's do or die
[02:02.865]And I'm gonna make you cry (waaahhhhh!!)
[02:05.891]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:07.864]Throw your hands in the air
[02:09.228]And do it for your block (um)
[02:11.122]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:13.098]Throw your hands in the air
[02:14.431]And please don't stop (um)
[02:16.318]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:18.328]Throw your hands in the air
[02:19.646]And represent your block (um)
[02:21.567]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:24.274](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[02:26.187]{DoItAll} Well, times have changed
[02:27.704]Not only for the urban but also for suburban
[02:30.081]We get props, we're deservin'
[02:31.635]From black kids to white kids
[02:32.788]I see them bob their heads
[02:34.024]From the blond hair to redhead
[02:35.484]I even seen a dread
[02:36.762]So now it doesn't matter
[02:37.983]As the clock winds down
[02:39.218]With the tic and the toc
[02:40.710]Because they love the sound
[02:42.043]But people 'round your area say you sell out
[02:44.329]Because you sell a million copies
[02:45.795]And your tone goes BAAAAOOWW!
[02:47.335]So do it for yourself, and do it for the 'hood
[02:49.924]But do it from the heart
[02:51.250]Cause that's when it's good
[02:52.526]Now tell me what's gonna happen after the rappin'
[02:54.924]When the clock ticks away
[02:56.252]And ain't nothin' happenin'...
[02:57.611]{Mr. Funke} I remember way back in the days
[02:59.593]On my block
[03:00.204]When the kids used to meet up in the hallway
[03:02.231]And rock on Martin Luther King's boulevard
[03:04.975]With P.C., wise, Easy Ed
[03:06.793]And my brother hard Bernard
[03:08.032]Used to hit the ill rhymes from the head
[03:10.217]While I'd hit the beat on the wall
[03:11.824]Until my hands turned red
[03:13.209]You had the Shorty two MC's, the Educated Three
[03:16.135]I got to give them props for helping me be me
[03:18.412]Now I'm the one who's educated
[03:20.110]I suffered but I made it
[03:21.362]I only write rhymes that will be appreciated
[03:23.937]No matter how large I get, the fire still burns
[03:26.550]Cause from the 'hood I came
[03:27.615]And to the 'hood I must return
[03:29.615]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:31.585]Throw your hands in the air
[03:32.986]And do it for your block (um)
[03:34.882]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:36.890]Throw your hands in the air
[03:38.203]And please don't stop (um)
[03:40.115]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:42.049]Throw your hands in the air
[03:43.370]And represent your block (um)
[03:45.310]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:47.981](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[00:07.418]Throw your hands in the air
[00:08.836]And do it for your block (um)
[00:10.702]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:12.721]Throw your hands in the air
[00:14.035]And please don't stop (um)
[00:15.980]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:18.614](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[00:21.161]{DoItAll} Tic toc, this is how we rock
[00:23.202]We're those same (um) brothers
[00:24.718]Who brought you "Chief Rocka”
[00:25.693]Now, um, underground's my style
[00:27.318]To this I have vows, and I swear to my god
[00:29.861]I'll always rock a crowd
[00:30.949]So (um) peace to my area,
[00:33.009]Which is scarier, so if your on the deals
[00:35.045]Who cares, the more the merrier
[00:36.445]Now right off South Orange on the block of one-nine
[00:39.027]Of course, thirteenth ave is my stomping grounds
[00:41.725]I open up my chest and to my 'hood give my heart
[00:44.319]Cause without the heart then your 'hood falls apart
[00:46.752]So respect to the cement
[00:48.250]The park called "the Corner"
[00:49.597]Cause that's where the DoItAll do was performin'
[00:52.280]Runnin' from the cops, I couldn't be stopped
[00:54.472]Cuz I was jumpin' big gates that connected the blocks
[00:57.173]Now before makin' records, the 'hood was my savior
[00:59.990]But now I'm making tunes
[01:00.975]To make you jam wit 'cha neighbor
[01:03.015]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:05.061]Throw your hands in the air
[01:06.381]And do it for your block (um)
[01:08.293]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:10.301]Throw your hands in the air
[01:11.667]And please don't stop (um)
[01:13.522]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:15.512]Throw your hands in the air
[01:16.852]And represent your block (um)
[01:18.722]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[01:21.343](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[01:23.049]{Mr. Funke} Well, I be the funk-ular
[01:24.384]Ultra-funk-ular
[01:25.253]Gamma-funk-ular
[01:26.262]Half you rappers out there
[01:27.265]Couldn't see me with binoculars
[01:28.938]Anyone who thinks he'll take me out
[01:30.387]is just a dreamer. If you think you're the bomb
[01:32.691]Then I'm Hiroshima. When I die,
[01:34.584]I hope they're making records up in heaven
[01:36.522]On a scale of one to ten, I'm like 100-5th-11
[01:39.212]And sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones
[01:41.889]But if you ever try to diss the Lords
[01:43.643]Then it's on. I go on beat... off beat...
[01:45.868]Then jump right back on time
[01:46.811]I drop another rhyme and talk about
[01:48.417]your fat ugly mama (EEWWW!)
[01:49.746]M.C.'s cannot rock me, I'm stone-proof
[01:51.846]Me grabbin' the mic is like
[01:53.128]Superman running to a phone booth
[01:55.405]Straight from Martin Luther King Boulevard
[01:57.393]In the heart of Newark, New Jersey
[01:58.723]Make you say "Lord have mercy"
[01:59.950]If you step up in my face then it's do or die
[02:02.865]And I'm gonna make you cry (waaahhhhh!!)
[02:05.891]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:07.864]Throw your hands in the air
[02:09.228]And do it for your block (um)
[02:11.122]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:13.098]Throw your hands in the air
[02:14.431]And please don't stop (um)
[02:16.318]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:18.328]Throw your hands in the air
[02:19.646]And represent your block (um)
[02:21.567]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[02:24.274](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
[02:26.187]{DoItAll} Well, times have changed
[02:27.704]Not only for the urban but also for suburban
[02:30.081]We get props, we're deservin'
[02:31.635]From black kids to white kids
[02:32.788]I see them bob their heads
[02:34.024]From the blond hair to redhead
[02:35.484]I even seen a dread
[02:36.762]So now it doesn't matter
[02:37.983]As the clock winds down
[02:39.218]With the tic and the toc
[02:40.710]Because they love the sound
[02:42.043]But people 'round your area say you sell out
[02:44.329]Because you sell a million copies
[02:45.795]And your tone goes BAAAAOOWW!
[02:47.335]So do it for yourself, and do it for the 'hood
[02:49.924]But do it from the heart
[02:51.250]Cause that's when it's good
[02:52.526]Now tell me what's gonna happen after the rappin'
[02:54.924]When the clock ticks away
[02:56.252]And ain't nothin' happenin'...
[02:57.611]{Mr. Funke} I remember way back in the days
[02:59.593]On my block
[03:00.204]When the kids used to meet up in the hallway
[03:02.231]And rock on Martin Luther King's boulevard
[03:04.975]With P.C., wise, Easy Ed
[03:06.793]And my brother hard Bernard
[03:08.032]Used to hit the ill rhymes from the head
[03:10.217]While I'd hit the beat on the wall
[03:11.824]Until my hands turned red
[03:13.209]You had the Shorty two MC's, the Educated Three
[03:16.135]I got to give them props for helping me be me
[03:18.412]Now I'm the one who's educated
[03:20.110]I suffered but I made it
[03:21.362]I only write rhymes that will be appreciated
[03:23.937]No matter how large I get, the fire still burns
[03:26.550]Cause from the 'hood I came
[03:27.615]And to the 'hood I must return
[03:29.615]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:31.585]Throw your hands in the air
[03:32.986]And do it for your block (um)
[03:34.882]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:36.890]Throw your hands in the air
[03:38.203]And please don't stop (um)
[03:40.115]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:42.049]Throw your hands in the air
[03:43.370]And represent your block (um)
[03:45.310]Tic toc, this is how we rock
[03:47.981](Tic toc, you don't stop...)
- 歌詞名：Tic Toc
- 歌手名：Lords of the Underground
- 更新時間：2023-11-18
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歌曲名：Tic Toc 歌手：Lords of the Underground 所屬專輯：《Keepers of the Funk》
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