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| subject : | [Talib Kweli]Jackin 4 Beats |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
-Talib Kweli- We got the Eternalists Talib Kweli on the microphone ¿©±â Eternalists Talib Kweli°¡ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¸¦ Àâ¾Ò°í DJ Cipha Sounds on the turntables DJ Cipha Sounds°¡ ÅÏÅ×À̺íÀ» Àâ¾Ò¾î This is some real hip-hop shit right here Áö±Ý °¡Áö°í ³ª¿Â°Ç ÁøÂ¥ ÈüÇÕÀÇ ³ë·¡¾ß Here I am, come on, R-A-W ¿©±â ³»°¡ ¿Ô¾î, ºÁºÁ, ¼ø-¼ö-ÇÏ-°Ô Always down to keep the shit up like a ?bubble goose? ¾ðÁ¦³ª °Åǰ ¿À¸®(?¼³¸¶ ÀÌ °¡»ç´Â ¾Æ´Ï°ÚÁÒ--)ó·³ ¿±â¸¦ ²ø¾î¿Ã·Á Brother who, bring trouble to the industry ³ ÀÌ ºÐ¾ß¿¡¼, ´Ùä·Î¿î ÀºÀ¯¿Í With colorful metaphors and similes Á÷À¯·Î ¹®Á¦¸¦ ÀÏÀ¸Å°´Â ÇüÁ¦ I'm sunnin you, what you wanna do ³Ê¸¦ Àϱ¤¿å½ÃÄÑ, ÀÌÁ¦ ¹» ÇÒ°ÅÁö? Get rid of me, Cuz I take you back to history ³¯ ÂѾƹö¸®·Á°í? ³ ³Î ¿ª»çÀÇ ½Ã°£À¸·Î µ¥·Á´ÙÁÙÅÙµ¥ Like when Niggas hung from a Noose ¸¶Ä¡ Noose¿¡¼ ³î´ø ³à¼®µéó·³ Yo I'm sucker-proof, plus I never do what others do Yo ³ ¾ÈƼ-¸ÓÀú¸®¾ß, °Ô´Ù°¡ ³ ´Ù¸¥ À̵é°ú´Â ´Ù¸¥ °ÍÀ»ÇØ Thugs running loose, kickin nursery rhymes like Mother Goose ´À½¼ÇØÁ®°¡´Â ³à¼®µé, Mother Gooseó·³ µ¿½Ã¸¦ µé·ÁÁÖÁö *Mother Goose - ¿µ±¹ÀÇ µ¿½Ã(nursery rhymes)ÀÛ°¡. 18¼¼±â »ç¶÷Àε¥ ¹Ì±¹°ú ¿µ±¹¿¡¼ µ¿½Ã¶ó°í ÇÏ¸é °ÅÀÇ ÀÌ »ç¶÷ °Í »ÓÀÌÁÒ.. Which one of you(s) want it first ³Ê³×µé Áß ´©°¡ ¸ÕÀú ÇÏ±æ ¹Ù¶óÁö? Yo I'm running through your front line Yo ´Ï ÃÖÀü¼±¿¡ °ÅÀÇ °¡±î¿öÁ³¾î While you still tannin in my sunshine ³Í ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ³» ÇÞºû¿¡ ¼±ÅÄÇϰí ÀÖÁö I got pistol-whip, smack, kick and punchlines ³»°Õ ±ÇÃÑ, ÄÚÄ«ÀÎ ±×¸®°í °ø°ÝÀûÀÎ ¶óÀÓÀÌ ÀÖ¾î Represent your block, muscle-shot one time ³× °Å¸®¸¦ ´ë½Å ´ëÇ¥ÇØÁÙ°Ô, ´Ü ÇÑ ¹ø¿¡ °¡ÀÚ°í I got rhymes like the Bronx got ?Bohequa? ³ Bronx°¡ Bohequa¸¦ °¡Á³µí ¶óÀÓÀÌ ÀÖ¾î Soundbombing in your speakers ³× ½ºÇÇÄ¿¿¡ ¼Ò¸®ÀÇ ÆøÅºÀ» ¶³¾î¶ß¸®°í Rock for the mama citas ¾Æ°¡¾¾µéÀ» Áñ°Ì°Ô ¸¸µéÁö Hate to see the party looking like the Promise-keepers ¾à¼Ó Àå¼Ò¿¡¼ ±â´Ù¸®´Â À̵é·Î ä¿öÁø °Í °°Àº ÆÄƼ´Â º¸±â ½È¾î Niggas sword-fighting and shit and wanna cock the heaters ¸ðµÎµé Ä®½Î¿òÀ» Çϰí, Á¨ÀåÇÒ, ÃÑÀ» ÀåÀüÇÏ·Á µé¾î We get retarded like we on the short school bus ¿ì¸° Á¼Àº ½ºÄð¹ö½º¿¡ µé¾îÂù °Íó·³ ¹Ùº¸°¡ µÇ¹ö·Á Let the legacies of past emcees live through us °ú°ÅÀÇ MCÀÇ Àü¼³ÀÌ ¿ì¸± ÅëÇØ¼ »ì¾Æ°¡ Big Pun, Big L, Big and Pac just to name a few Big Pun, Big L, Big ±×¸®°í Pac, À̰͵µ ÀϺκÐÀÌÁö I'm sure there's niggas in your crew too ¹°·Ð ³ÊÀÇ Å©·ç¿¡µµ ¸ÚÀïÀ̰¡ ÀÖ±ä ÇÒ°Å¾ß Shout they name out right here true ¿©±â¿¡¼ ±×µéÀÇ À̸§À» ºÒ·¯ºÁ But then we always bang out ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿ì¸®°¡ ÈξÀ ´õ Å« Ãæ°ÝÀ» ÁÖ´Ï Slang Ton, Freaky Tye, I never got a chance to hang out with these niggas Slang Ton, Freaky Tye, Çѹøµµ À̵é°ú ¾î¿ï¸± ±âȸ°¡ ¾ø¾úÁö¸¸ But I feel 'em in the spirit, they still here ±×µéÀÇ ¿µÈ¥À» ´À²¸, ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ±×µéÀº ¿©±â ÀÖ¾î So my death, I'm a never fear it ±×·¯´Ï Á×À½À̶óµµ, µÎ·Á¿öÇÏÁö ¾Ê°Ú¾î Even though I can't stop it ¸ØÃßÁö ¸øÇÒÁö¶óµµ Even though I can't stop it ¸ØÃßÁö ¸øÇÒÁö¶óµµ Even though I can't stop it ¸ØÃßÁö ¸øÇÒÁö¶óµµ Brooklyn where y'all at Brooklyn ¸ðµÎ ¾îµðÀÖÁö See I'm from Flatbush º¸´Ù½ÃÇÇ ³ Flatbush Ãâ½ÅÀÌ¾ß Where cats rush dancehalls and blacks bust ¸ðµÎµé ´í½ºÈ¦·Î ¸ô·Á°¡°í ÈæÀεéÀº ÃÑÀ» ½î´Â°÷ Shots in the air for the phat cuts and black dust ¸ÚÁø Àå¸éó·³ ¸ÕÁö¸¦ ÀÏÀ¸Å°¸ç Çã°ø¿¡ ÃѾËÀÌ ºø¹ßÃÄ Burned on the street, I-TAL is how we eat °Å¸®¿¡¼ ºÒÀÌ ³ª, ¿ì¸®°¡ ¸Ô´Â ½ºÅ¸ÀÏÀº I-TAL And we ride dollar vans smoke tree from ?fantaleaf? ¿ì¸° ¹êÀ» ¸ô°í Fantaleaf ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÇÇÁö Whether crown height, the park slope, the nineties ³ôÀÌ ÀÖ´Â ¿Õ°üÀ̳ª, ¿À¸£¸·±æÀ̳ª, 90³â´ë³ª The fourth green, the Bedstuy ³×¹øÂ° ÁöÆó, Bedstuy I used to cut Tec when I was fourteen to get high at ??? party ³ 14»ìÀÏ ¶§ºÎÅÍ ÆÄƼ¿¡¼ ±âºÐÀ» ¶ç¿ì±â À§Çؼ ¸¶¾àÀ» ¸¸µé¾ú¾î Leavin no evidence for ma dukes ´Ù¸¥ À̵鿡°Õ Áõ°Å¸¦ ³²±âÁö ¾Ê¾ÒÁö ?Ilashkee? kid from off the President ´ëÀåÀÌ µÇ±â À§ÇØ ³ë·ÂÇÏ´Â IlashkeeÀÇ ²¿¸¶ Niggas settling in the residence ¸ðµÎµé Á¦ÀÚ¸®¸¦ Àâ°í¼ Á¤ÂøÇÏÁö That make the ghetto mentality have relevance ±×°ÍÀº °ÔÅäÀÇ Á¤½Å»óŸ¦ ¼·Î °ü·ÃµÇ°Ô ÇØ Pack metal shit but never for the hell of it ±ÇÃÑÀ» ì±âÁö¸¸ »ç¿ëÇÏ·Á°í ÇÏ´Â°Ç ¾Æ´ÏÁö Searching for heaven until we find the truth Áø½ÇÀ» ãÀ» ¶§±îÁö õ±¹À» ã¾Æ´Ù³à The kind I never got from no reverend ¾î¶² ¸ñ»çµµ °¡¸®ÄÑÁÙ ¼ö ¾ø´Â °÷ÀÌÁö And the truth is the Cipha Sounds get nuff props ¶ÇÇÑ »ç½Ç ¸»¾ß, Cipha Sounds¿¡°Õ ÃæºÐÇÑ ±â¼úÀÌ ÀÖ¾î These other DJ cats is sweet like gum drops ´Ù¸¥ DJ ³à¼®µéÀº ²Ã³·³ ´ÞÄÞÇÒ »Ó Some got the fly shit that keep the slums hot ¸î¸î¿¡°Õ °Å¸®¸¦ ¶ß°Ì°Ô ´Þ±¸´Â ¸ÚÁø °ÍÀÌ ÀÖ¾î Catch a fire like Bob Marley this is just one drop Bob Marleyó·³ ºÒÀ» ÀÏÀ¸ÄÑ, ´Ü ÇÑ ¹æ¿ï·Î ¸»¾ß In a bucket of treats, whether the club or the streets ÁÙ °ÍÀº ¸¹¾Æ, Ŭ·´¿¡¼³ª °Å¸®¿¡¼³ª From cats with the bucket of seeds ´ë¸¶Ãʸ¦ dzºÎÇÏ°Ô °¡Áö°í ÀÖ´Â ³à¼®µé·ÎºÎÅÍ To the cats that got nothing to eat ¸ÔÀ» °ÍÀÌ ¾ø´Â ³ðµé±îÁö We up in this piece ¸ðµÎ À̰÷¿¡ ¸ð¿© Fuck the Police and tuck in the heat °æÂûÀº ¿³¸Ô¾î, ³Êµµ ÀÌ ¿±â¿¡ µ¿ÂüÇØ Niggas bucking at beast ¾ß¼ö¸¦ ¶§·Á´¯È÷Áö Really fighting for love and peace À̰ÍÀº »ç¶û°ú Æòȸ¦ À§ÇÑ ÅõÀïÀÌ¾ß But don't know where to aim at ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¾îµð¿¡ °Ü³ÉÇØ¾ßÇÒÁö ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î Mental slaves can't see where the chains at Á¤½ÅÀûÀÎ ³ë¿¹µé, ¼è»ç½½À» º¸Áö ¸øÇØ Ignorance is pop without no entertainer ¹«ÁöÇÔÀ̶õ ¿£ÅÍÅ×À̳ʰ¡ ¾ø´Â ÆË The nations economy is a situation comedy ³ª¶óÀÇ °æÁ¦´Â Äڸ޵𠰰Àº »óȲ Corporations are making money while ´ë±â¾÷Àº µ·À» ¹ú°í Àִµ¥ The people are facing poverty »ç¶÷µéÀº °¡³À» Á÷¸éÇÏÁö I rep for the spiritual rich, lyrically rich ³ ¿µÀûÀÎ ºÎ¸¦, °¡»çÀûÀÎ ºÎ¸¦ ¿øÇØ Y'all niggas stand for nothing and fall for anything ³Ê³×µéÀº ¹«ÀǹÌÇÑ ¸ñÀûÀ¸·Î ÀϾí Ãß¶ôÇÏÁö Cuz you really be bitch ³Í ÁøÂ¥ ¹¹°°Àº ³âÀÌ¾ß You feeling me kid, than turn it up a bit ³¯ ´À³¢°í ÀÖ´Ù¸é, º¼·ýÀ» ¾à°£¸¸ ¿Ã·Á You think you hot I'll shut your heat down like New York Knicks ´Ï°¡ ȲöÇÏ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÏ´Ù¸é, New York Knicksó·³ ¿±â¸¦ ½ÄÇôÁÙ°Ô Word is Bond ÁøÂ¥·Î ¸»¾ß Yo, I'd like to take this opportunity right now to big up my man hi-tek Yo, ÀÌ ±âȸ¸¦ ÀÌ¿ëÇØ¼ ³» Ä£±¸ Hi-Tek¿¡°Ô °¨»çÇÏ°í ½Í¾î Kweli and hi-tek, reflection eternal for real Kweli¿Í Hi-Tek, ¿ì¸° ¼·Î °Å¿ï¿¡ ºñÄ£ »ó °°¾Æ But I got one more ÇÏÁö¸¸ Çϳª ´õ ÀÖ¾î 'Bout to let this rhyme out on probation ÀÌ ¶óÀÓÀ» ÁýÇà À¯¿¹¿¡ óÇÏ·Á°í ÇØ You like a fresh fish thrown to population ³Í ¸¶Ä¡ ¼ö¸¹Àº »ç¶÷ »çÀÌ¿¡ ´øÁ®Áø ½Å¼±ÇÑ °í±â°°¾Æ Don't give a fuck if I get rocked on your station ³× ±¸¿ªÀ» ³»°¡ Èçµé¾îµµ ³Í »ó°ü¾ø°ÚÁö I got many ways to spread information Á¤º¸¸¦ ÆÛ¶ß¸®´Â ¹æ¹ýÀº ¸¹ÀÌ ÀÖ¾î From the Black Star tour I rock nations Black Star Åõ¾î¸¦ ÅëÇØ¼ Àü±¹À» Èçµé¾î My moms runs the whole book store operation ¿ì¸® ¾ö¸¶´Â Àü±¹ÀÇ ¼Á¡À» ¿î¿µÇÏÁö Even underground niggas sell they soul to satan ¾ð´õ±×¶ó¿îµåÀÇ Ä£±¸µéµµ ¾Ç¸¶¿¡°Ô ¿µÈ¥À» ÆÈ°í And I've met commercial niggas who be hating ¶Ç Áõ¿À½º·¯¿î »ó¾÷Àû ³à¼®µéµµ ¸¸³ªºÃ¾î So I don't fall for the separation ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ±×µéÀ» Â÷º°ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ These people are gonna grow up, I got patience ¾ðÁ¨°£ ±×µéµµ öÀÌ µé°ÚÁö, ³ ÂüÀ»¼ºÀÌ Àְŵç When you're ready to be free, I'll be waiting ÀÚÀ¯·Î¿öÁú Áغñ°¡ µÇ¾ú´Ù¸é, ±â´Ù¸±°Ô Then every hand can go up in celebration ±×·³ ¸ðµç ¼ÕÀÌ ÃàÇÏÀÇ ºÐÀ§±â¿¡ ¿Ã¶ó°¡°ÚÁö Get 'em up, what?! Get 'em up, what?! À§·Î µé¾î¿Ã·Á, ¹¹?! À§·Î µé¾î¿Ã·Á, ¹¹?! Get 'em up, what?! Get 'em up, what?! Yeah À§·Î µé¾î¿Ã·Á, ¹¹?! À§·Î µé¾î¿Ã·Á, ¹¹?! ±×·¡ |
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