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subject : | [J. Cole]Enchanted |
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[Verse 1: J. Cole] Yea, this is where the ±×·¡, ÀÌ°÷Àº Yea, this is where the fathers ain't living ±×·¡, ÀÌ°÷Àº ¾Æ¹öÁöµéÀÌ »ìÁö ¾Ê´Â °÷ At least not with us Àû¾îµµ ¿ì¸® °ç¿£ ¾ø¾î Might see em round the city and won¡¯t even say wassup µµ½Ã¸¦ µ¹¾Æ´Ù´Ï´Ù°¡ ¸¸³¯ ¼ø À־ Àλç´Â ¾È ÇØ Niggas play tough, won't even smile in mirrors ¿ì¸° ÅÍÇÁÇÑ Ã´ÇÏÁö, °Å¿ïÀ» º¸°íµµ ¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ¾È Áþ°í And we learn to fuck hoes off trial and error ½Ãµµ¿Í ¿À·ù ³¡¿¡ ¿©ÀÚµéÀ» Áñ°Ì°Ô ÇØÁÖ´Â ¹ýÀ» ¹è¿ìÁö Just a small time nigga, big city hustle ªÀº ½Ã°£ÀÌÁö¸¸, Å« ½ºÄÉÀÏÀÇ Çã½½ Glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell TV ¾Õ¿¡ ºÙ¾î, Jigga, Diddy, Russell These were our heroes, strictly for them zero¡¯s À̵éÀÌ ¿ì¸®ÀÇ ¿µ¿õµéÀ̾ú¾î, ´Ã µ·À» ¿øÇØ For that Robert Deniro, niggas reload on them kilo¡¯s Robert "Deniro" (=µ·)¸¦ À§ÇØ, ¿ì¸®µéÀº ¾àÀ» ½×¾Æ³ö Dodgin them people ´Ù¸¥ À̵éÀ» ÇÇÇØ Mad at myself cause I done seen some things that I¡¯d rather not tell ½º½º·Î¿¡°Ô È°¡ ³ª, ´©±¸ÇÑÅ× ¸»ÇÏ°í ½ÍÁö ¾ÊÀº ÁþÀ» ¸î °³ Ç߰ŵç Shawty smoke crack and her boyfriend too Àú ¿©ÀÚ´Â ÄÚÄ«ÀÎÀ» ÇÏ°í, ³²ÀÚÄ£±¸µµ ¸¶Âù°¡Áö Sometimes he touch her daughter like them boyfriends do °¡²û ±×´Â ±×³àÀÇ µþÀ» ´Ù¸¥ ³²ÀÚÄ£±¸Ã³·³ °Çµå·Á Pull up to the club where the boys went too Ä£±¸µéÀÌ °£ Ŭ·´À¸·Î Â÷¸¦ ¸ô°í °¡ See that yellow tape and the boys in blue Àú±â ³ë¶õ Å×ÀÔÀ̶û ÆĶõ ¿Ê ÀÔÀº ³ðµé(=°æÂû) º¸ÀÌÁö? A nigga on a stretcher and though I never met ya µé°Í¿¡ ½Ç·Á³ª¿À´Â »ç¶÷, ³Î ¸¸³ªÁø ¸ø ÇßÁö¸¸ Im thinking God Bless ya, the city try and get ya ½ÅÀÇ °¡È£°¡ Àֱ⸦, µµ½Ã´Â ³Î ÇØÄ¡¿ì·Á°í ÇØ Man, don¡¯t let the city get ya ¾Æ, µµ½Ã°¡ ³Î ÇØÄ¡¿ì°Ô ³öµÎÁö¸¶ Fuck the horoscopes, know the ropes like a wrestler ¿î¼¼ µûÀ§ Áý¾îÄ¡¿ö, ·¹½½·¯Ã³·³ ·ÎÇÁ¸¦ Àß ¾Ë°í If them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue ÃѾËÀÌ ³Î ÇÇ·Î Àû½Å´Ù¸é, ´Ï ¾ö¸¶´Â ÈÞÁö°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÏ°ÚÁö Your face on the front of our shirts saying we miss ya ³× ¾ó±¼Àº ¿ì¸® ¼ÅÃ÷ ¾Õ¿¡ ¹ÚÈ÷°í '´Ï°¡ ±×¸³´Ù'¶õ ¹®±¸°¡ ÀûÈú°Å¾ß (we miss ya) (´Ï°¡ ±×¸³´Ù) [Hook] Come with me ³ª¿Í ÇÔ²² ¿Í Run quick see, what do we have here »¡¸® ´Þ·Á, ºÁºÁ, ¿ì¸®¿¡°Ô ³²Àº°Ô ¹ºÁö Now, do you wanna ride or die ÀÚ, ³Í ´Þ¸±·¡, ¾Æ´Ï¸é Á×À»·¡ La dadada, la la la la X2 [Verse 2: Omen] Yea, lets see God ±×·¡, ºÁ¿ä ÇÏ´À´Ô I know you only do whats best for me ´ç½ÅÀº Á¦°Ô ÃÖ¼±ÀÇ °Í¸¸À» ÇØÁÖ½ÃÁÒ But is it cool if we negotiate my destiny ÇÏÁö¸¸ Àá½Ã Á¦ ¿î¸í¿¡ ´ëÇØ Çù»óÀ» Çصµ µÉ±î¿ä They always tellin¡¯ me it¡¯s temporary ¸ðµÎµé ÀÌ°Ç ÀϽÃÀûÀ̶ó°í ¸»Çϴµ¥ Then why its feeling like a cemetary ±×·³ ¿Ö °øµ¿¹¦Áö¿¡ ¿ÍÀÖ´Â ±âºÐÀΰ¡¿ä My dreams ain't got no obituaries Á¦ ²ÞÀº ºÎÀ½ ±â»çµµ ¾ø¾î¿ä My city hurting and none of us were equiped here Á¦ µµ½Ã°¡ ¾ÆÆÄÇÏ°í, ¿ì¸° Á¦´ë·Î °®Ãá »ç¶÷ÀÌ ¾ø¾î¿ä You heard me say I was ballin¡¯I probably meant tears Á¦°¡ Èïû¸Áû ³í´Ù°í Çß´ø °Å µéÀ¸¼ÌÁÒ, ¾Æ¸¶ ´«¹° È기´Ù´Â ¾ê±â¿´À» °Å¿¡¿ä *³í´Ù (balling)¿Í ¿î´Ù (bawling)ÀÇ ¹ßÀ½ÀÌ °°Àº °ÍÀ» ÀÌ¿ëÇÑ ÆÝÄ¡¶óÀÎ. I¡¯m trying to get clear I¡¯m tryna quit fear Á¤½ÅÀ» ¶È¹Ù·Î Â÷¸®°í, µÎ·Á¿òÀº ±×¸¸µÎ·Á°í ÇØ¿ä Who wrote the scripts here ÀÌ »îÀÇ ´ëº»Àº ´©°¡ ½è³ª¿ä These kids live there whole life just killing time ¿©±â ¾ÆÀ̵éÀº ÀλýÀÌ ±×Àú ½Ã°£ Á×À̱âÀÎ °Íó·³ »ì¾Æ Running the race with no finish line °á½Â¼±ÀÌ ¾ø´Â Æ®·¢ À§¸¦ ´Þ¸®´Â They tryna noose us with they ropes ¿ì¸®¸¦ ±×µéÀº ¿Ã°¡¹Ì·Î ÁË·Á°í ÇÏÁö But Im tryna climb ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿Ã¶ó°¥ °Å¾ß I think my foolish pride might become my suicide ¹Ùº¸ °°Àº ÀÚ¸¸½ÉÀÌ ³¯ Á×ÀÏÁö ¸ô¶óµµ But I ain't tryna go, no baby ¾ÆÁ÷ ¶°³ª±â´Â ½È¾î, º£À̺ñ And through these lines and quotes you gotta find some hope ÀÌ °¡»ç¿Í ¹®±¸¸¦ ÅëÇØ ³Í Èñ¸ÁÀ» ã¾Æ³» Cause I ain't dying ³ Á×Áö ¾Ê¾Æ My words gon¡¯ last forever ³» ¸»µéÀº ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ³²À»°Å¾ß You can hold the treasure º¸¼®Àº ´Ï°¡ Áã°í ÀÖ¾î Look inside you can see a diamond in my mind ³» ¾ÈÀ» µé¿©´Ùº¸¸é ´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå°¡ º¸ÀÏ Å״ϱî Im tired of seeing dope fiends, wiping they nose clean ¸¶¾à»óµéÀÌ ÄÚ ´Û´Â °Å º¸´Â °Íµµ ÁöÃƾî *ÄÚ ´Û´Â °Ç ÄÚÄ«ÀÎ ÈíÀÔ ¶§¹®¿¡ ±×·¸½À´Ï´Ù. Is my neighbourhood just a smoke screen ³» µ¿³×´Â ±×³É ¿¬¸·Àΰ¡ I think Im in the dungeon fam I see low green "´øÁ¯"¿¡ µé¾î¿ÍÀÖ´Â °Å °°¾Æ, "µ·ÀÌ Àß ¾È º¸¿©" *see low greenÀº R&B ¾ÆƼ½ºÆ® Cee-Lo Green°ú ¹ßÀ½ÀÌ °°À¸¸ç, Cee-Lo GreenÀº Dungeon FamÀÇ ¸â¹öÀÔ´Ï´Ù. Sons raised by bo queens but there¡¯s no kings ¿©¿Õ È¥ÀÚ¼ Å°¿ö³½ ¾Æµéµé, ¿ÕÀº ¾ø¾î (no kings, no kings) (¿ÕÀº ¾ø¾î, ¿ÕÀº ¾ø¾î) [Hook] [Verse 3: J. Cole] It seems like niggas either feel ya or they try and kill ya »ç¶÷µéÀº ³Î ÁÁ¾ÆÇϰųª Á×ÀÌ·Á Çϰųª µÑ Áß ÇϳªÀΰŠ°°¾Æ I face the sky and hope to God ain't acting unfamiliar ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸¸ç ½ÅÀÌ ³¯ ¸ð¸¥ ôÇÏÁö ¾Ê±æ ¹Ù¶óÁö You play whatever cards he deal no matter how peculiar ±×ºÐÀÌ µôÇÑ Ä«µå¶ó¸é ¹¹µç ³»·Á³öºÁ, ¾Æ¹«¸® ÀÌ»óÇÏ´ëµµ They tell me that its God¡¯s will, I¡¯m asking God will ya ±×°Ô ±×ºÐÀÇ ¶æÀ̶ó°í ÇÏÁö, ³ ½Å¿¡°Ô ¹¯³× Heal a nigga from all this pain, momma smoking cocaine as it rains out ÀÌ ¸ðµç °íÅëÀ» Ä¡À¯ÇØÁÖ½Ç °ÍÀÎÁö, ¹Ù±ù¿£ ºñ°¡ ½ñ¾ÆÁö°í ¾ö¸¶´Â ÄÚÄ«ÀÎÀ» ÇØ Am I to blame, try to stay sane so I came out-side ´Ù ³» Å¿Àϱî, Á¦Á¤½ÅÀ» ÁöÅ°·Á°í ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ³ª°¬¾î Where they rock with them thangs out »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ÃÑÀ» µé°í µ¹¾Æ´Ù´Ï´Â °÷ To clear my mind at the same time they blew that boys brains out ¸Ó¸® ¼Ó Á» ºñ¿ì·Á´Â ±è¿¡ ±×³ðµéÀÇ ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ³¯·Á¹ö·ÈÁö But will it change, its like niggas is free but our minds still in the chains ÇÏÁö¸¸ »óȲÀÌ º¯ÇÒ±î, ¿ì¸®°¡ ÀÚÀ¯·Ó´Ù°í Çصµ ¸¶À½¿£ ¼è»ç½½ÀÌ ¸Å¿©ÀÖ´Â °Å °°¾Æ Brothers killing each other, the blood spill its a shame ¼·Î¸¦ Á×ÀÌ´Â ÇüÁ¦µé, ½ñ¾ÆÁö´Â ÇÇ, ºÎ²ô·¯¿î ÀÏÀÌ¾ß Will it ever slow up ¼Óµµ°¡ ´ÊÃçÁö±â³ª ÇÒ±î Alot of niggas getting older but they never grow up ¸¹Àº À̵éÀÌ ³ªÀ̸¦ ¸ÔÁö¸¸ öÀÌ ¾È µé¾î And do they son¡¯s like they fathers did and never show up ±×µéÀÇ ¾Æµéµéµµ ¾Æ¹öÁöó·³ ¸ð½ÀÀ» µå·¯³»Áö ¾Ê¾Æ Don¡¯t even cry about it, just another episode of life ¿ïÁöµµ ¾Ê¾Æ, »îÀÇ ¿¡ÇǼҵå Áß ÇϳªÀÏ »Ó Watch the season nigga no re-runs ÀÌ ½ÃÁðÀ» Àß ºÁ, Àç¹æ¼ÛÀº ¾øÀ¸´Ï±î The devil buying soul¡¯s nigga no refunds ¾Ç¸¶°¡ »ç°£ ³» ¿µÈ¥, ȯºÒÀº ¾ø¾î Man, don¡¯t let the city get ya ¾Æ, µµ½Ã°¡ ³Î ÇØÄ¡¿ì°Ô ³öµÎÁö¸¶ Fuck the horoscopes, know the ropes like a wrestler ¿î¼¼ µûÀ§ Áý¾îÄ¡¿ö, ·¹½½·¯Ã³·³ ·ÎÇÁ¸¦ Àß ¾Ë°í If them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue ÃѾËÀÌ ³Î ÇÇ·Î Àû½Å´Ù¸é, ´Ï ¾ö¸¶´Â ÈÞÁö°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÏ°ÚÁö Your face on the front of our shirts screaming we miss ya ³× ¾ó±¼Àº ¿ì¸® ¼ÅÃ÷ ¾Õ¿¡ ¹ÚÈ÷°í '´Ï°¡ ±×¸³´Ù'°í ¼Ò¸®Áö¸£°ÚÁö Another day, another song, a mother prays ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ ÇÏ·ç, ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ ³ë·¡, ¾î¸Ó´Ï´Â ±âµµÇØ Another gone ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ »ç¸ÁÀÚ But still we play like ain't nothing wrong ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿ì¸° ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ´Ù ±¦ÂúÀº °Íó·³ ³î¾Æ Like ain't nothing wrong ´Ù ±¦ÂúÀº °Íó·³ ³î¾Æ Cause ain't nothing wrong ´Ù ±¦ÂúÀ¸´Ï±î Im not as fast, I¡¯m not as tall ³ ±×·¸°Ô ºü¸£Áö ¾Ê¾Æ, ±×·¸°Ô Å©Áö ¾Ê¾Æ But before I pass ÇÏÁö¸¸ Á×±â Àü¿¡ I gotta ball ¸ÚÁö°Ô ³î¾Æ¾ßÁö I gotta ball ¸ÚÁö°Ô ³î¾Æ¾ßÁö I gotta ball ¸ÚÁö°Ô ³î¾Æ¾ßÁö Nigga I gotta ball ÀÓ¸¶ ¸ÚÁö°Ô ³î¾Æ¾ßÁö |
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