第九十四章 准备弹药(1 / 2)
hedoesntneedhisnameupinlights
hejustwantstobeheardwhethe
itsthebeatorthemi
hefeelssounlikeeverybodyelse,alone
inspiteofthefatthatsepeople
stillthinkthattheyknowhim
butfxxkem
heknowstheode
itsnotaboutthesalary
itsallaboutrealityandmakinsenoise
makinthestorymakinsurehisliquestaysup
thatmeanswhenheputsitdown
摩图拉办公室内,宋亚跟着节拍强烈的伴奏,将一大段rap唱了下来,然后一指艾尔,“alespikinitup,letsgo!”
艾尔随即接上,whothehellisheanyway
heneverreallytalksmuh
neveronernedwithstatus
butstillleavinthemstarstruk
humbledthroughopportunities
givendespitethefat
thatmanymisjudgehimbeause
hemakesalivinfrwritinraps
putittogetherhimself,
nowthepitureonnets
neveraskinforseoneshelp,
togetserespet
hesonlyfousedonwhathewrote,
hiswillisbeyondreah
andnowwhenitallunfolds,
theskillofanartist
然后是迪莱,thisistwentyperentskill,eightyperentbeer……
一曲唱罢,办公室里的听众都嗨起来了,“哇哦!”玛丽亚凯莉站起来鼓着掌说道:“音乐旋律很富力量和激情,词也很好,aplus,你又完成了一首好歌,thisistenperentluk,twentyperentskill,fifteenperentonentratedpowerofwill,fiveperentpleasure,fiftyperentpain,andahundredperentreason……”
她即兴比划着嘻哈手势跟唱了几句,果然天赋惊人,听过一遍就学得有模有样。
摩图拉笑吟吟地看着她,“不如你干脆转型当饶舌歌手算了,玛丽。”
“讨厌。”玛利亚凯莉娇嗔着打了下他的胳膊。
摩图拉很受用地大笑。
“伴奏很精彩,就是短了点……”华特还是那样有啥说啥:“后面基本在不停重复。”
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