Lyrics Toad and the Stooligans – Bless the Table

 
Bless the Table Lyrics – Toad and the Stooligans

Singer: Toad and the Stooligans
Title: Bless the Table

Come, MCs, bless the table
Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic

Come, MCs, bless the table
Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah [Yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic [Look, look, look]

Dim-witted, at times I’m super witty, though
Unbreakable like Kimmie Schmidt
Water keep the city lit
I produce the power like I’m 50 Cent

And never care for naysayers ’cause they ain’t paying any rent
Landlord, a vanguard
Mix roles like gradient fields
I’m eating hemp hearts but you don’t like how grainy it feels

I can’t blame you, I make hits
José Abreu, then kick back with Atreyu
On the back of Falkor
In this never-ending story coming through the soundboard

Heard you was a rapper, but your patrons sound bored
If you a peaceful soul, I’ll be there around 4:20
Keep your dab rigs full of honey
Hearts full of love, don’t you worry ’bout the money

All that’s gonna come, feel my reign when it’s sunny
I be going dumb when Matt O feeling drummy
Now I gotta run
Come, MCs, bless the table

Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic
Come, MCs, bless the table

Rhode Isle MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic
I grab the pen, now watch me go the distance

Hit ’em with a little bit of lorem ipsum
sh#t I’m cooking, you’d swear it was Ramsay in the kitchen
To flambé every f#ckin’ instrumental is the mission
This page is the only mirror in my possession

And when I look at it, I actually like my reflection
Take it back to me at age fifteen
Skinny n#gg# with gap teeth and way-too-big jeans
Writing poems and verses during sermons on Sunday

And spit ’em at the poetry slam the next Thursday
While hoping that one day I’d be spitting like the n#gg#s in my iPod
Sixteen years later, the chase hasn’t stopped
But the aim is very different, ain’t gunning for MCs

It’s me that’s the vision
Tryna take it back to when I wrote with reckless abandon
No worries ’bout the cash or the cap
Just the mirror unpolluted by adulthood

Facts
Come, MCs, bless the table
Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah

Come on, let’s bless the mic
Come, MCs, bless the table
Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah

Come on, let’s bless the mic
Uh
Never thought he’d rise above much
And never have the stomach to grub lunch

And never have I ever wanted more than to jump punch kids
With they trust funds, taking up a spot for a plus-one
Never thought there’d be any recognition
Never really thought there’d be anybody paying admission

Just to watch us dance like there’s water in our circuits
And I’m sorry if I’m cautious, I get startled when I’m nervous
But when it’s stage time, name something that ain’t mine
Ten minutes in and I’m still running off the same rhyme scheme

That I schemed back in grade nine, fine like some aged wine
Fine like it’s straight from the grapevine
Prime cut, treat a verse like a slow roast
Toad be the host with the most tryna aim high

Matching a ghost note, roasted in some old clothes
Clotheslining suckas tryna aim high
Come, MCs, bless the table
Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah

Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic
I said, come, MCs, bless the table
Rhode Isle MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah

Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic
Yeah, pull up a lawn chair
The upper echelon ball player, dragon slayer, hater evaporator

Tears and cheers born in the crosshairs
Forlorn winter, watch what the frost bears
It’s been a long year, better yet a decade
I’m tryna find the medicine in memories with friends made

Break bread, spread around the ciabatta
Medulla oblongata, inhale marijuana
Quailman from the thicket of solitude
I was takin’ naps while y’all were makin’ power moves

I’m not a sour dude, I’m tryna see the bright side
Tape wings to the mic and watch my soul fly
And even if I never make it to the throne
The paper that I’m lacing help me feel that I belong

Grateful just to make it into song
Create a better bond with vacancies in my heart
Tree
Come, MCs, bless the table

Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic
Come, MCs, breast the table

Rhode Isle MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic
The metamorphosis left them mute in the orifice

The chirographic contortionist, kill it like Kevorkian
No life supporting this, pull the plug like the block is hot
Smell of kerosene and sulfur, pay three for the mind rot
Send your world into darkness in the tomb of the Yawgmoth

Such a pleasure to have you at the foot of my altar
Kid catacomb, grind their bones for the alchemy
Turn emcees to stone when they hear of the valkyrie
Nephilim, fire, brimstone is the tone

Tale of a fabled legend since the day I was born
Now I break bread with kings, some gods of their own
Hear the thunder when we sing, Zarathrustra in form
Seen as a heretic for calling forth the esoteric

Read the scrolls, now my soul’s embossed with the phoenix spirit
At the foot of Mount Arafat with a dagger and battle axe
Lay my weapons and wordcraft
Bask in the silence after the bloodbath

Come, MCs, bless the table
Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic

Come, MCs, bless the table
Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic

My truth is universal
I’m in the booth with inhuman merciless tactics
You need a prophylactic
I’m super fertile, get it moving, turtles

I’m going to go to the Super Bowl like a new commercial
And grip the mic with the strength of eight
I’m a human Ursula murdering
You’re sleeping with the fishes when I hit the afterburners

And I jack the tournament, ej#c#late the facts
And call this sh#t a sermon-on
So get your learning in while I’m serving it hot and ready
Brutus and Judas could never hurt me, I’m rocking steady

Yes, my bebop is heady
You need to get your crooks and the cooked on the phonics ready
‘Cause I’m leaving all of y’all free falling like Thomas Petty
Silent as a monastery, violent as the grave

Line it with a vague notion that divine is in the game
Rhode Island is the providence, you’ll find it in the name
Where we’re grinding up the vinyl and we hide it in the veins
Come, MCs, bless the table

Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic
Come, MCs, bless the table

Come on, MCs, let’s bless the table, yeah
Come, MCs, bring your bars, yeah
Come on, let’s bless the mic
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Bless the Table – Terjemahan / Translation

Ayo, MCS, memberkati meja
Ayo, MC, mari memberkati meja, ya
Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya
Ayo, mari memberkati mic

Ayo, MCS, memberkati meja
Ayo, MC, mari memberkati meja, ya
Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya [ya
Ayo, mari memberkati mic [lihat, lihat, lihat]

Dim-witt, kadang-kadang aku super cerdas, meskipun
Tidak bisa dipecahkan seperti Kimmie Schmidt
Air menjaga kota menyala
Saya memproduksi kekuatan seperti saya 50 sen

Dan tidak pernah peduli dengan naysayers karena mereka tidak membayar sewa apa pun
Tuan tanah, vanguard
Campur peran seperti bidang gradien
Saya makan hati rami tetapi Anda tidak suka betapa kasarnya rasanya

Saya tidak bisa menyalahkan Anda, saya membuat hit
José Abreu, lalu menendang kembali dengan Atreyu
Di belakang Falkor
Dalam kisah yang tidak pernah berakhir ini datang melalui papan suara

Mendengar Anda seorang rapper, tetapi pelanggan Anda terdengar bosan
Jika Anda jiwa yang damai, saya akan berada di sana sekitar 4:20
Jaga agar dab Anda penuh dengan madu
Hati penuh cinta, jangan khawatir akan uang

Semua itu akan datang, rasakan masa pemerintahanku saat cerah
Saya akan bodoh ketika Matt o merasa goyah
Sekarang saya harus lari
Ayo, MCS, memberkati meja

Ayo, MC, mari memberkati meja, ya
Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya
Ayo, mari memberkati mic
Ayo, MCS, memberkati meja

Rhode Isle Mc, mari memberkat meja, ya
Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya
Ayo, mari memberkati mic
Saya ambil pena, sekarang perhatikan saya pergi jarak

Memukul mereka dengan sedikit lorem ipsum
Sial aku memasak, kamu akan bersumpah itu ramsay di dapur
Untuk flambé setiap instrumental f#ckin adalah misi
Halaman ini adalah satu-satunya cermin di kepemilikan saya

Dan ketika saya melihatnya, saya sebenarnya suka refleksi saya
Ambil kembali padaku pada usia lima belas tahun
Skinny n#gg# dengan celah gigi dan jeans yang terlalu besar
Menulis puisi dan ayat selama khotbah pada hari Minggu

Dan ludah pada puisi slam pada hari Kamis depan
Sambil berharap suatu hari saya akan meludah seperti n#gg# di iPod saya
Enam belas tahun kemudian, pengejaran belum berhenti
Tetapi tujuannya sangat berbeda, tidak menembak untuk MCS

Itu aku itu visinya
Tryna membawanya kembali ketika saya menulis dengan abandon sembrono
Jangan khawatir tentang uang tunai atau topi
Hanya cermin yang tidak dipulas oleh dewasa

Fakta.
Ayo, MCS, memberkati meja
Ayo, MC, mari memberkati meja, ya
Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya

Ayo, mari memberkati mic
Ayo, MCS, memberkati meja
Ayo, MC, mari memberkati meja, ya
Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya

Ayo, mari memberkati mic
Uh.
Tidak pernah berpikir dia akan naik di atas banyak
Dan tidak pernah memiliki perut untuk makan siang

Dan tidak pernah saya inginkan lebih dari untuk melompat anak-anak
Dengan mereka mempercayai dana, mengambil tempat untuk plus-one
Tidak pernah berpikir akan ada pengakuan
Tidak pernah benar-benar berpikir akan ada orang yang membayar masuk

Hanya untuk menonton kami menari seperti ada air di sirkuit kami
Dan saya minta maaf jika saya berhati-hati, saya terkejut ketika saya gugup
Tetapi ketika itu adalah waktu panggung, beri nama sesuatu yang bukan milikku
Sepuluh menit dan saya masih melarikan diri dari skema sajak yang sama

Yang saya schemed kembali di kelas sembilan, baik seperti anggur berusia
Baik seperti itu langsung dari grapevine
Potong utama, perlakukan sebuah ayat seperti panggang lambat
TOAD menjadi tuan rumah dengan AIM paling tinggi

Cocok dengan catatan hantu, dipanggang dalam beberapa pakaian tua
Crysineslining suckas tryna bertujuan tinggi
Ayo, MCS, memberkati meja
Ayo, MC, mari memberkati meja, ya

Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya
Ayo, mari memberkati mic
Saya berkata, Ayo, MCS, memberkati meja
Rhode Isle Mc, mari memberkat meja, ya

Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya
Ayo, mari memberkati mic
Ya, tarik kursi rumput
Pemutar Bola Echelon Atas, Dragon Slayer, Hater Evaporator

Air mata dan sorakan lahir di garis bidik
Fornorn Winter, perhatikan apa beruang embun beku
Sudah tahun yang panjang, lebih baik satu dekade
Saya mencoba menemukan obat dalam kenangan dengan teman-teman yang dibuat

Break Bread, Sebarkan di sekitar Ciabatta
Medula oblongata, tarik napas ganja
Puyuh dari setebal kesendirian
Saya tidur siang s#mentara Anda akan membuat power bergerak

Saya bukan pria asam, saya mencoba melihat sisi baiknya
Tape Wings ke mic dan saksikan jiwaku terbang
Dan bahkan jika saya tidak pernah berhasil sampai ke tahta
Makalah yang saya hantu bantu saya merasa milik saya

Berterima kasih hanya untuk membuatnya menjadi lagu
Buat ikatan yang lebih baik dengan lowongan di hati saya
Pohon
Ayo, MCS, memberkati meja

Ayo, MC, mari memberkati meja, ya
Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya
Ayo, mari memberkati mic
Ayo, MCS, Meja Payudara

Rhode Isle Mc, mari memberkat meja, ya
Ayo, MC, bawa barmu, ya
Ayo, mari memberkati mic
Metamorfosis membuat mereka bisu di lubang

Cenderung chirographic, bunuh seperti kevorkian
Tidak ada kehidupan yang mendukung ini, tarik steker seperti bloknya panas
Bau minyak tanah dan belerang, bayar tiga untuk membusuk pikiran
Kirimi dunia Anda ke dalam kegelapan di makam YAWGMOTH

Senang memiliki Anda di kaki mezbah saya
Kid Catacomb, menggiling tulang mereka untuk alkimia
Putar Emcees to Stone ketika mereka mendengar Valkyrie
Nephilim, api, belerang adalah nada

Kisah legenda dongeng sejak hari aku wa
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