笨小笨Brakes歌词由De La Soul演唱，出自专辑《Stakes Is High》，下面是《Brakes》完整版歌词！
Brakes歌词完整版
There's a lot of people out here
Who just don't know
What plays a factor
In movin heads and toes
It be them hits
Hangin out of them stereo kits
Whether cassette radio or cd bits
Mix tapes from the best
Going on and on
Throughout the city grounds
To suburban lawns
Man we don't play
Even where we stay
Videos shows the visuals
Of jams today
Coinciding with the rhythm
Of the heart and neck
The brakes got you
In your proper context
You let your lex or your
Sixty four suspension
Bounce away all your tension
En route to the club
Where girls need the quenchin
Diamonds on your wrist
Sunroof top
But n***as out front
Makin guns go pop
So the spot gets shut
But on to the next
Cause your ears get vexed
When they don't get the fix cause
It be your listenin pleasure
While you're doin your chores
No matter where you from
Its for you and yours
Bringing it back to the brakes
Like the yes yes yall
So let it be your anthem
When you're havin a ball
Well its silly of me
To think that I
Would never get a chance to see
A piece of this pie
I sat dead in front of speakers
Thinkin that could be me
Anticipatin open microphones
So I could emcee
Had a catalogue of raps
Impressin all the round the wayers
Before I went to bed
Included rhymes into my prayers
But that rhyme is all on paper
I want my song on vinyl plates
I dreamin hits and doin shows
Makin my n***as spines shake
Expectin nuttin but a little bit
Of radio play
Gettin diced on 1 and 2s
By the best djs hey
Time was kinda tight
But still I dotted on the line
And some expected me
To start buhlooning in the mind
Seein spaces and places
That I couldn't pronounce
But still I had the pulleys
To make all the bullies bounce
With the blessings of the great
We took it from state to state
Cause we landed on the good foot
And got our biggest brake cause
A mother gets mugged
By her crackhead son
That's the brakes that's the brakes
You're in the wrong part of town
So the shots make you run
That's the brakes that's the brakes
Your best comrades put six tabs
In your o e
That's the brakes that's the brakes
Your boyfriend made you a carrier of hiv
That's the brakes that's the brakes
Now whats gonna happen
When the sun don't shine
I'm buyin tickets aboard
The caravan of love
Hey fellas
See money don't make shots repel
I break woes and compose
Some rhymes to tell
So when the partys live
It shouldn't be beef
Or playin indian roles
I guess you thought you was chief
Seems all broke up
And now you woke up surprised
Situations gettin sticky
Dead in front of your eyes
We play the wall
Similar to tacks
Until the dj plays
The necessary track
In fact as the jam plays on
Out comes all your bread
To pay for drinks
For them girls you want to spread
Don't be mislead
When the brakes inside your head
And have you reminiscing
On them kids who got you fed
Until reality reveals a miss
Who wants to know
If you can play her real close
Out on the dance floor cause
It be your listenin pleasure
While you're doin your chores
No matter where you from
Its for you and yours
Ringin it back to the brakes
Like the yes yes yall
So let it be your anthem
When you're havin a ball
