세인티 1집 - In Da Lab (2012) by 세인티 (보컬) on maniadb.com

uh oh back to the lab again
I be in the lab
studio is the lab
been in the lab with a pen and a pad

verse 1)
guess what? ha back for the fisrt time
with an attitue sicker than NWA time
take your daily dose of your everyday rhyme
the doctor giving you every medication I got
keepin my lyrical razor under my tongue
I spit fire hotter than anything under the sun
I run this street like I run these beats
blackout, but still can see the flames when I kick
even them shorties wanna kick when I rock
with their 40s tryin to immitate me, they fake when Im not
Im hot. but I keep my ice on my neck
proud like a big daddy with the S on my chest
listen to the beat muufucker its another classic for ya
boom boom clap this is how we give it to ya
listen to the chorus muufucker its a rhythm for ya
here it goes just keep your hands high

hook)
Its a massive classic rap shit (uh)
turn up the volume of the speaker and trash it (uh)
keep your hands high
keep your hands high
keep your hands high
keep your hands high
(x2)

verse 2)
{*beat rewinds*} bring back the beat this is take two
its like a movie scene Im the director. this is what we do
I say cut{*beat stops*} then the beat stops
they try to copy my swaggar, so they eavesdrop
but they can never steal my thunder so they wonder
how can he be underground so long but he keeps on gettin stronger?
I dont have to shine so I keep it on the low
dont exaggerate my rhymes but, you already know
my lyrics, they speak for themselves
you hear it, then write to them elves
to tell the Santa Clause that you want a flow like mine for Christmas
so that you can blow like a mine{*KABOOM*}
soon as the song starts bangin in the club
then, crank up your hands and, twist up your hat (I said)
soon as the song starts bangin in the club
uh, here we go again, show me where your hands at (Cmon!)

bridge)
keep your hands high (show me where your hands at)
keep your hands high (show me where your hands at)
keep your hands high (show me where your hands at)
keep your hands high, keep your hands high
(x2)

hook)
Its a massive classic rap shit (uh)
turn up the volume of the speaker and trash it (uh)
keep your hands high
keep your hands high
keep your hands high
keep your hands high
(x2)

verse 3)
listen I dont dance all I do is this
its the same two steps wit a lil twist.
and honeies they dont dance all they do is this
shake it, shaking up and down with them lil hips
they should call me a baller when you see me roll
or better yet a 백두 tiger when you hear me roar{*Grrr*}
Imma turn this place into a muufucking zoo
the tamer making the crowds, move, the way I want em to
my flow so sick, it makes you wanna throw up, the food
cuz YOU aint got a CLUE what Im about to DO
like a drunken man, can never know my next move
but hey, Im a sober as I can get
they say Im allergic to the beat and thats why
I get iller my the minute everytime I face the bass{*Sneeze*}
everything is case by case I guess
but this one is the worst and it goes like this

hook)
Its a massive classic rap shit (uh)
turn up the volume of the speaker and trash it (uh)
keep your hands high
keep your hands high
keep your hands high
keep your hands high
(x2)

verse1)
진짜 오랜만간이야 내 microphone
그간 쌓이고 쌓이고 쌓여버린 하고픈
뱉어내고픈 말들이 쫌 많아 숨 가다듬고
가래 뱉듯 내 뱃속 에서부터 뱉어내
내이름 S. to the a.i.n. to the capital T.
yeah thats me 그래 그게 내이름
들어봤자 몇이나 기억해줄까?
그래도 unknown 무명이여도 괜찮아
왠줄알아? 난 fame과 돈보단 랩이 좋거든
단지 날 슬프게 하는것은 이 노래를 듣고는
같이 즐길 사람 수가 내 손가락 수보다 적다는
안타까운 사실 뿐이야, 그것 뿐이야
still writing my rhymes still making my beats
but still making no bills out of my skills
돈이 되진 않지만 돈보다 훨씬 좋은걸 얻어가
when I be on the mic

hook)
When I, When I, When I, When I be on the mic
When I, When I, When I, When I be on the mic
When I, When I, When I, When I be on the mic
When I be on the mic, when I be on the mic (x2)

verse2)
술 대신 음악에 취해 담배대신 내 rhyme을 입에 담는
가사 한장을 안주삼는 나는
내 앞에 있는 microphone 한자루에
의지해 혼자 신나게 벽과 싸움을해
내가 바라보던 벽이 점점 무대로 변해
수백만의 관중들과 함께 공연을 하네
때론 내 방이 레코딩 부스로 변해
a yo- hit the switch so I can start rhyming
이러한 것들이 내 심장에 불을 질러
내 심정이 느껴지는 사람 다같이 소릴 질러 (yeah~)
아침에 일어나 배가고프면 밥을 먹지만
심적으로 배고프면 난 언제나 rhyme 한숟갈
내가 만든 beat에 말이서 씹어서 먹지 난
그러면 언제나 호랑이 기운이 솟아나 (좋았어!)
배를 채워주는 밥이 되진 않지만 훨씬 좋은걸 얻어가
when I be on the mic

verbal scrtch)
{*When I be on the mic*}

hook)
When I, When I, When I, When I be on the mic
When I, When I, When I, When I be on the mic
When I, When I, When I, When I be on the mic
When I be on the mic, when I be on the mic (x2)

verse3)
when I be on the mic
Imma keep it underground
but never lose the sight about
whats going on the ground
Im not ignorant,
its just that the sound of underground
makes a lot more sense to me somehow
here, let me give you a piece of advice
when youre on rocking the mic you dont have to be nice
when Im rockin mine, I bust the mic with my rhymes
just to give em a piece of my mind
for those of you who dont quite get what Im sayin
rewind it, replay it, again and again{*rewinding sound*}
(again and again)x2
cuz its the 101 stuff youll have to keep it till the end
its kinda like watching a full-screen movie
it may not bring me all those fancy jewelries
but truly its the only thing
that can give me the feelings that I like
when I be on the mic

hook)
When I, When I, When I, When I be on the mic
When I, When I, When I, When I be on the mic
When I, When I, When I, When I be on the mic
When I be on the mic, when I be on the mic (x2)

4. Let em Hate (short message 4 dem haterz)

hook)
let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies but friends they change
(x4)

verse)
its just like what they say aint it?
born alone, die alone, cuz this is a single player game and
fuck you, cuz the balls under my control dog
its the god damn razor blade lyrics to shave your brain
its been a while but Im back to give you pain
그래 내가 오랜만에 mic을 들어 이렇게
friendly-faced fake ass muufuckers 때문에
friend or foe? I think both are the same
더러운 이 drama 별로 새롭진 않아
그렇잖아? no surprise, thats how it is
if I dont fit in, then I wont try to get in
cuz I dont need you either in this world I live in
혼자사는 세상 let them muufuckers hate
and Ill do my part by shoving this jagged-edge lyrics up their ass
give-and-take, cuz this is a cold-blooded zero-sum game

hook)
let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies but friends they change
(x4)

let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies
but friends they change
let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies
but friends they change
let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies
but friends they change
let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies
but friends they change
its just like
what they say aint it
born alone die alone
cuz this is a
single player game
and fuck you
cuz the balls under my control dog
its the god damn razor blade
lyrics to shave your brain
its been a while
but Im back to give you pain
그래 내가 오랜만에
mic을 들어 이렇게
friendly faced fake
ass muufuckers 때문에
friend or foe
I think both are the same
더러운 이 drama
별로 새롭진 않아
그렇잖아
no surprise thats how it is
if I dont fit in
then I wont try to get in
cuz I dont need you either
in this world I live in
혼자사는 세상
let them muufuckers hate
and Ill do my part by shoving
this jagged edge lyrics
up their ass
give and take
cuz this is a cold blooded
zero sum game
let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies
but friends they change
let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies
but friends they change
let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies
but friends they change
let them muufuckers hate man
enemies stay enemies
but friends they change



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intro)
By 5:04, leaving Kennedy, on LAX.
Oh, Cali?

verse 1)
Im on the plane headed to Cali
home of the gangster rap, and its a very
hot sunny day in LA
crusin down the alley, or the beach-side streets of LA
chronic in my right hand and a gat in my left
cuz Im fully strapped, just in case some haters wanna fucking slap
rat-tat-tat-tat, take that, let my gat do
all the talking in the situations like that
if you wanna party, fine with me
just stay away from my chains and car keys, if you know what I mean
Im hittin Hollywood, Im hittin Beverly and
Im hittin Compton to the Disney Land
let the lolo bounce till the tires fall out
leave skid marks like a new lane on the ground
fuck the police this is for NWA
its the Cali way, this is how I do in LA

hook)
It aint bout where youre form home boy, where youre at.
On LAX
Oh Cali?
Compton to Hollywood, as soon as I hit L.A.,
Im in that lolo I do it the Cali way.
(x2)

verse 2)
gotta say whats up to my vatos
cuz I gots to respect them sick MCs
please excuse my Ebonics
thats blazin supersonics
out of your speakers but
what can you do?
when your blood is as black as a rotten muddy pool
wicked kid in the school, sprying lead with his tool
and he grew up to be who listens to gangster rapping crews
real Eazy-goin but cold as an Ice Cube
I overdosed on the chronic,
but not the one with the purple haze or any hash in it
I overdosed on the Chronic,
and 2001, the one with them fat tracks in it
thats why, thats why, thats why , thats why
Im waiting for the good Doc
to cure this intoxication, can he?
hes got a record full of vaccines
or maybe another chronic in that next Detox LP

hook)
It aint bout where youre form home boy, where youre at.
On LAX
Oh Cali?
Compton to Hollywood, as soon as I hit L.A.,
Im in that lolo I do it the Cali way.
(x2)

hook)
When I be on the mic
Stop look and listen
My skill so ill
What time is it?
Stop look and listen
Motherfucking rap phenomenon
(x2)

verse1)
kick it with the illest lyrics
I get my inspirations from illest rhymes spitters
like Pac, Nas and Jay-Z
or Weezy or Jeezy, cant foret my hero Biggie
that Ready to Die shit was a real biggie
now its my turn to play the scene, roll the reel
cuz I got some beats to kill
with skills too ill
that is why they call me the real-deal
but all I ever did was appeal how I feel. (ya feel?)
mystery or history its the motherfucking mastery
If I were a Beamer then the music is the gas to me
guess whod be the next to give the ecstacy to end this agony
be my guest to be the one to answer me (me~)
even if my words were worth just a quarter
Imma get a lot of dollor quiker than a prima donna brotha
cuz Id been writing my rhymes since when I was four so
if a pictures worth a thousand words then I worte a book of photos

hook)
When I be on the mic
Stop look and listen
My skill so ill
What time is it?
Stop look and listen
Motherfucking rap phenomenon
(x2)

verse2)
yeah its a rap phenomenon
keep your headphones on, cuz it goes on and on
if you thought that verse one was all then (aw..) youre dead worng
better change your OMR
manipulating the lyrics easily like cross fader
but doesnt mean theyre lighter than feather
cuz impacts are greater
in fact a crater will be made
cuz every word is like a meteor heading towards your ear
I make it, hot hotter than the weather in the equator
hotter than July? Yeah Im like Steavie Wonder
I make it fly, my lyrics fly high up in the sky
I aint lying, go outside and look up in the sky
grab the microphone and say what I gotta say
and put them in a song so theyll hear it someday
some say Im insane, but Ive always stayed the same
am I going sane? or should I just go insane?

hook)
When I be on the mic
Stop look and listen
My skill so ill
What time is it?
Stop look and listen
Motherfucking rap phenomenon
(x2)

verse1)
rhymeholic, so leathal and fatal than alchoholic
sound-waves so solid it demolish all these small immature rappers
who tamper with title master of rap(BLAH)
thats what you get for tackling that as a matter of fact
let this song be a lesson so listen,
aint no guessin whos harassin the mic with tongue like a Smith&Wesson
this is an educational occation heres an invitation
and the location to rhyme-o-tology 101 session
these skills keep me in a state of being mentally ill
but Im mentioning still that I was physically drilled,
and trained to gain the tactics to lyrically fill the gap which
separated my lyrics from reaching your ears
how do I rhyme when I do not find
my time to write you might wanna know
its like Im freestylin everytime I write a line
just improvise I got it from ma mama yo

hook)
Im a Rhymeholic,
I write those rhymes on a rhyme-book
Im sorting terminologies at its finest
(x4)

bridge)
pay attention
my muderous rap verbal attack is actual fact
Im super lyrical
prepare for this rap killin
I know you like the way Im freakin it
it aint hard to tell
(x2)

verse2)
I murder you through LP, CD, and MP3
my weaponry, loaded with poetry but there will be
no blood so dont front cuz the way I make thee feel
it will be like taking an ectacy
but wait a minute, let me see
there aint a limit to what I speak (nah mean?)
cuz dope beats and words is what hold keys to opening
your closed ears to soak in hip hop real thoroughly
I got hip hop sealed in my brain like zip-lock
I let em flow on my beat tight like a wrist watch
(i got hip hop sealed in my.. ah fuck it imma go for this one, ahem!)
I gotta rhyme but Im outta line (nope)
never outta line cuz my minds kinda dope
and they can not find how i spit out those
hella better rhymes fresh like cantalope
I didnt even need to seek for the beat
cuz Im Sain capital T the same tactical beast who made this classical beat

hook)
Im a Rhymeholic,
I write those rhymes on a rhyme-book
Im sorting terminologies at its finest
(x4)