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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Blu]Amnesia |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
[Verse 1: Blu] I used to have °ú°Å¿¡ ³ Peace, serenity, teaching divinity ÆòÈ, Æí¾ÈÇÔÀ» °¡Áö°í, ½Å¿¡ °üÇÑ °¡¸£Ä§À» ÀüÇßÁö Break bread, sipping the blood, eating with enemies »§À» ³ª´©°í, ÇÇÀÇ ÀÜÀ» µé°í, Àûµé°ú ½Ä»çÇϰí *ÇÇÀÇ ÀÜÀ» µç´Ù´Â °Ç ¾Æ¸¶ ¿¹¼ö°¡ ÃÖÈÄÀÇ ¸¸Âù¿¡¼ ¿ÍÀÎÀ» ³ª´©¸é¼ Çß´ø ¸»À» ÀοëÇÑ µí Çϳ׿ä. Blind, pearl on my mind thinking we fittin' to be ´«ÀÌ ¸Õ ä, ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿¡ ÁøÁÖ¸¦ ¶°¿Ã¸®¸ç(?) ¿ì¸®°¡ Àû°ÝÀ̶ó »ý°¢Çß¾î This, that, and the third À̰Í, Àú°Í, ±×¸®°í ¼¼¹øÂ°±îÁö(?) Boy did I learn, tables turn ±×¸®°ï ±³ÈÆÀ» ¾ò¾úÁö, "»óȲÀº º¯ÇÑ´Ù°í" Billy holiday burned down to play when my nerves drowned my focus away Billy Holidayó·³, ½Å°æÀÌ ÁýÁ߷±îÁö ¾ø¾Ö¹ö·ÈÀ» ¶© ºÒÀ» ºÙÀ̰í À½¾ÇÀ» Ʋ¾î *Billy Holiday - À¯¸í R&B °¡¼ö. ¹Ù·Î ÀÁÙÀÇ 'tables turn'Àº ±×³àÀÇ °î "You Turned the Tables on Me"ÀÇ Á¦¸ñÀ» ÀοëÇÑ °Ì´Ï´Ù. Swerving in the locomotive, far from my hopes and motives ¶°³ª°¡´Â »ý°¢ÀÇ ±âÂ÷, ³» Èñ¸Á°ú µ¿±â·ÎºÎÅÍ ¸Ö¸®·Î Back to boasting at shows to get a standing ov ´Ù½Ã °ø¿¬¿¡¼ Àß³ ôÇÏ¸ç ±â¸³ ¹Ú¼ö¸¦ ¹Ù¶ó³× From all the fans I know on some of that ³»°¡ ¾Æ´Â ¸ðµç ÆÒµé·ÎºÎÅÍ ¸»ÀÌÁö Sapphire rapid fire soul stuff I used to hit 'em off with »çÆÄÀ̾î, ¼Ó»ç, ¼Ò¿ï µîÀ» ±×µé¿¡°Ô ÀüÇØÁá¾î But now I'm some ol' "pay the toll" for the way I played the role ÇÏÁö¸¸ ÀÌÁ¦ ³ ±× ¿ªÇÒÀ» ¸ÃÀº ´ë½Å "´ë°¡¸¦ Ä¡¸¦" ½Ã°£ÀÌ µÇ¾ú¾î Cautious when I lace a flow, cause, pose? think I'm painting codes Ç÷ο츦 µé·ÁÁÙ ¶© Á¶½ÉÇØ¼ ÇØ, ¿Ö³Ä¸é, À̵éÀº ´Ù ¾ÏÈ£°¡ µé¾îÀÖ´Ù°í »ý°¢Çϰŵç Patience grown thin, home sick and haven't been home since Àγ»½ÉÀº ÀÛ¾ÆÁ®, Çâ¼öº´¿¡ °É¸®°í Áý¿¡ °¡Áú ¸ø Çß¾î Fuck a rapper, I'm an actor in a film called: ·¡ÆÛ µûÀ§ Áý¾îÃÄ, ³ »ç½Ç ¹è¿ì°í ÃÔ¿µ ÁßÀÎ ÀÛǰÀº: "Leave me the fuck alone til' I find a real job" "³»°¡ ÁøÂ¥ Á÷Àå ±¸ÇÒ ¶§±îÁö´Â È¥ÀÚ ³»¹ö·ÁµÖ" Busting chrome grills off at these soft hearted breakbeats bouncing with 808's and gray ink ÃÑÀ¸·Î ºÎµå·¯¿î ºê·¹ÀÌÅ©ºñÆ® ¾ó±¼À» ½÷ ³¯¸®°í, 808 µå·³°ú ȸ»ö À×Å©·Î ³îÁö Blue heart, red skies, true art died in the heart of my mind ÆÄ¶õ ½ÉÀå, ºÓÀº ÇÏ´Ã, ÁøÂ¥ ¿¹¼úÀº ³» ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿¡¼ Á×¾ú¾î Kept trying to fulfill this, blank-scribbled realness, even if it kills this Poet inside ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ¸ñÇ¥¸¦ ´Þ¼ºÇÏ·Á°í ¾Ö½èÁö, Áø½ÇÀ» °ø¹é¿¡ ÈÖ°¥°Ü, ±× ¼Ó¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ½ÃÀÎÀÌ Á×´õ¶óµµ [Verse 2: Blu] Used to speak sweet with sympathy µ¿Á¤½É°ú ÇÔ²² ´ÞÄÞÇÑ ¾ê±â¸¦ Çϰï ÇßÁö Tease to mimic me, sunshine every line you ever sent to me ³¯ Èä³»³»¸ç ±«·ÓÈ÷±â, ÇÑÁÙÇÑÁÙ¸¶´Ù ³×°¡ ³»°Ô º¸³»ÁØ ÇÞºû Heaven sent, heavenly scent that later crippled me, shit Çϴÿ¡¼ ³»·Á¿Â, õ»óÀÇ Çâ±â´Â ³ª¸¦ ºÒ±¸·Î ¸¸µé¾ú¾î, Á¨Àå Simple men don't learn, where was your empathy? ¸Ó¸® ¼ÓÀÌ ´Ü¼øÇÑ »ç¶÷Àº ¹è¿ìÁö ¸øÇØ, ³× °ø°¨Àº ¾îµð¿¡? Couldn't see the fork in the road °¥¸²±æÀ» º¸Áö ¸øÇϰí Kept straight forward, straight towards a humble abode we both hate more ±×³É ¾ÕÀ¸·Î¸¸ ³ª°¬¾î, ¿ì¸®°¡ µÑ ´Ù ½È¾îÇÏ´Â °â¼ÕÇÑ À§Ä¡·Î Now that I fumbled and folded that open letter said "dead men walking don't dream" ÀÌÁ¦ ³ ÆíÁö¸¦ ã¾Æ Á¢¾î, ±× ³»¿ëÀº "°É¾î°¡´Â »çÇü¼ö´Â ²Þ²ÙÁö ¾Ê´Â´Ù" You taped yours, and you told me I could rent it ³Êµµ ³× ÀÚ½ÅÀ» ³ìÈÇß°í, ºô·Á°¡µµ µÈ´òÀÝ¾Æ Thought it was invented for my viewing pleasure ³»°¡ º¸¸é¼ ÁÁ¾ÆÇ϶ó°í ¸¸µç °Ç ÁÙ ¾Ë¾Ò¾î Human error, the apprentice turned teacher, preacher turned God Àΰ£ÀÇ ¿À·ù, Á¦ÀÚ´Â ¼±»ýÀÌ µÇ°í, ¸ñ»ç´Â ½ÅÀÌ µÅ Couldn't reach ya, just a facade, the main feature ³×°Ô ´êÁø ¸øÇß¾î, ±×Àú °Ñ¸ð½À, ºí·Î±×¿¡ ¿Ã¸®·Á°í Modified for blogs, podcast the past, hi-definition, she laughed ´ÙµëÀº ÁÖ¿ä Æ¯Â¡ »Ó, °ú°Å¸¦ Podcast·Î ¹æ¿µÇØ, °íÈÁú·Î, ±×³à´Â ¿ô¾úÁö Pass the message, now I'm guessing that the jokes on me ¸Þ¼¼Áö¸¦ ÀüÇØ, ÀÌÁ¨ ³»°¡ Á¶·Õ´çÇÒ Â÷·Ê °°±º Cause I'm the only one threatened À§Çù¹Þ´Â °Ç ³ª »ÓÀ̴ϱî The wretched by the windows sketching â¹® ¿·¿¡¼ ±×¸²À» ±×¸®´Â °¡¿²Àº ÀÌ Pencil mural of the method, don't sweat it, techniques turning, burning incense º®¿¡ ±×¸° ¿¬ÇÊ ±×¸², ±äÀåÇÏÁö¸¶, Å×Å©´ÐÀº µ¹¾Æ(?), ÇâÀ» Å¿ìÁö Listening to Billy burn my intent, definitive days that turn my nights to fiction Billy ³ë·¡´Â ³» Àǵµ¸¦ Å¿ö, ³» ¹ãµéÀ» ÇȼÇÀ¸·Î ¹Ù²Û °áÁ¤ÀûÀÎ ³¯µé Friction-less, just a pen trynna pimp this stress, cause I couldn't keep a lid on my life ¸¶Âû ¾øÀÌ, ÆæÀ¸·Î ÀÌ ½ºÆ®·¹½º¸¦ »Ë³»·Á°í Çϳ×, ³» »îÀº ±×³É ¶Ñ²±À» ´Ý¾ÆµÑ ¼ö ¾ø¾ú°Åµç Naive as the dry leaves on the ground, looking past the tree to the blue sky asking: ¼øÁøÇÏÁö, ¶¥ À§¿¡ ³õÀÎ ¸¶¸¥ ³ª¹µÀÙÀÌ ³ª¹« ³Ê¸ÓÀÇ ÆÄ¶õ ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸¸ç ÀÌ·¸°Ô ¹¯´Â °Íó·³ Why me? "¿Ö ³ª¿´Áö?"¶ó°í |
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