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| subject : | [Mobb Deep]Up North Trip |
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Verse One: Prodigy It all began on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle ¸ðµç°Ç °Å¸®¿¡¼ ½ÃÀÛÇß°í, ´ÙÀ½Àº ÆÄ¶õ °æÂûÂ÷ÀÇ µÚ Next come the bookends, the way things is looking ´ÙÀ½Àº ĸ·ÀÌ¿´¾î, »óȲÀ» º¸ÀÚÇÏ´Ï It's Friday, you in for a long stay, ¿À´ÃÀº ±Ý¿äÀÏ, ³Í ²Ï³ª ¿À·¡ ³²°Ú±º gettin shackled on the bus First thing come Monday, ¹ö½º¿¡¼ Á·¼â°¡ ä¿öÁ®¼ ¿ÔÀ¸´Ï, ¿ù¿äÀÏ¿£ ¸ðµç°Ô 󸮵ÇÁö hoping in your mind you'll be released one day ¾ðÁ¨°¡ ³Êµµ ¼®¹æµÉ°Å¶ó´Â Èñ¸ÁÀ» °®Áö¸¸ But knowing, home is a place you're not going for a long while Çѵ¿¾È, ÁýÀº °¥ ¼ö ¾ø´Â °÷À̶õ °É ¾Ë±â¿¡ Now you're up on the isle, in a position that you ain't got to, refusing to smile Áö±Ý À§Ä¡´Â º¹µµ, Á÷Á¢ °¡Áö ¾Ê¾Ò´ø °÷À̾ß, ¹Ì¼ÒÁþ±æ °ÅºÎÇÏÁö But keep in mind there's a brighter day, after your time spent ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±â¾ïÇØµÖ, ¾ðÁ¨°£ ´Ù ³ª¾ÆÁú°Å¾ß, ½Ã°£ÀÌ È帥 ÈÄ¿¡ Used to be wild, but locked up, you can't get bent ²Ï³ª °ÅÄ£ ³ðÀ̾úÁö¸¸, °¨¿Á¿¡ °¤Èù ÈÄ·Ð, ¾î¿ ¼ö ¾ø¾î Thought you could hack it, now you're requesting Pee, ¹þ¾î³¯ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù »ý°¢ÇßÁö¸¸, ÀÌÁ¨ Prodigy¸¦ ã°í ÀÖ±º see you fragile It ain't hard to see, ³Í ¾àÇÑ ³ðÀ̾ß, ¾Æ´Â°Ç ¾î·ÆÁö ¾Ê¾Æ niggas like that don't associate with me ±×·± ³ðµéÀº ³ª¿Í ¾î¿ï¸±¼ø ¾ø¾î I'd rather, get busy to the third degree ³ª´Â ±×º¸´Ü, Á¦3±Þ ¹üÁË¿Í ¾î¿ï¸®Áö cause the war populations on infinitely ÀüÀïÀº ¹«ÇÑÈ÷ ´Ã¾î¸¸°¡´Ï±î If this was the street, my razor would be a mack demon ¿©±â°¡ °Å¸®¿´´Ù¸é, ³ªÀÇ ¸éµµÄ®Àº ¾Ç¸¶¿Í °°¾Æ Hit you up, leave your whole face screaming, ³Ê¸¦ ¶§¸®°í, ³Í ¾ó±¼À» °¨½ÎÁã°í ºñ¸íÀ» Áú·¯ what you in for kid Busting nuts, ¿©±â ¿Ö¿Ô¾î, ÃÑÀ» ½î°í taps heard of million street stories caught inside this trap ±×·¯´Ù 100¸¸ ´Þ·¯¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ¼Ò½ÄÀÌ Èê·Á³ª¿Í ÇÔÁ¤¿¡ ºüÁø°Ç°¡ Who are you to look at me with your eyes like that ±×·± ´«À» ÇÏ°í ¿Ö ³ª¸¦ º¸´Â °ÅÁö Wising up young blood, before you make things escalate, ÀþÀº ÇǸ¦ ´Ù½Ã »Õ¾î³», °èȹÀ» ¹ßÀü½Ã۱â Àü¿¡ and I would hate To set your crooked ass straight ³× ¾ûµ¢À̰¡ ´Ù½Ã ±× °÷À¸·Î °¡´Â°Ç ³ª ¿ª½Ã ¿øÄ¡ ¾Ê¾Æ Chorus Make your moves at night, ¹ã¿¡¸¸ ¿òÁ÷¿© pack your heat in this warzone, niggas is trife ÀüÀïÅÍ¿¡¼± ÃÑÀ» ì°Ü, ¸ðµÎµé º¸ÅëÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä Runnin from one time, ain't no time to slip, ÇÑ ¹øÀº µµ¸ÁÃÄ, ³¶ºñÇÒ ½Ã°£Àº ¾ø¾î make one false move And it's a up north trip ÇÑ ¹ø À߸ø ¿òÁ÷ÀÌ¸é °¨¿ÁÀ¸·Î Á÷ÇàÀÌ¾ß Livin the high life, make your moves at night, ¸ÚÁø »îÀ» »ì¾ÆºÁ, ¹ã¿¡¸¸ ¿òÁ÷¿© pack your heat in this warzone Niggas is trife, ÀüÀïÅÍ¿¡¼± ÃÑÀ» ì°Ü, ¸ðµÎµé º¸ÅëÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä runnin from one time, ain't no time to slip, ÇÑ ¹øÀº µµ¸ÁÃÄ, ³¶ºñÇÒ ½Ã°£Àº ¾ø¾î make one false move And it's a up north trip ÇÑ ¹ø À߸ø ¿òÁ÷ÀÌ¸é °¨¿ÁÀ¸·Î Á÷ÇàÀÌ¾ß Verse Two: Havoc You tried to dip, duck, but still got bucked, ³Ê´Â ¿ä·É²¯ ¼ûÀ¸·ÁÇßÁö¸¸, °á±¹¿£ ÀâÇû¾î you talk too much shit You should have kept your mouth shut, ³Ê¹« ¸¹ÀÌ ¸»ÇÑ °Å¾ß, ±×·¸°Ô ÀÔÀ» ³î¸®Áö ¸»¾Ò¾î¾ßÁö all that gossip Motherfucker don't you know my glock kicks, ±×·± ¼ö´Ù¸¦ ¶³´Ù´Ï, °³ÀÚ½Ä¾Æ ³ªÀÇ ±ÇÃÑÀÇ ¸ÀÀ» º¸Áö ¸øÇß¾î? hollow tips To your body, mad toxic, ³× ¸ö¿¡ ¹Ú¾ÆÁÙ °Íµé, µ¶±Ø¹°Ã³·³ I fade you, blow you with a rusty-ass razor ¾ø¾ÖÁÙ°Ô, ³ì½¼ ¸éµµÄ®·Î ³Î ³¯·ÁÁÙ°Ô Did you a favor, tried to wet you but i grazed you ±×·¡µµ È£ÀǸ¦ º£Ç®¾úÁö, ¿ø·¡ °èȹº¸´Ù ¾àÇÏ°Ô ³¡³ÂÁö Pop goes the glock when there's beef on the block, °Å¸®¿¡¼ ½Î¿òÀÌ ¹ú¾îÁö¸é ÆãÇÏ´Â ÃѼҸ®°¡ ³ª°í chill for a while Make them think the beef stop, Àá½Ãµ¿¾È ¸ðµÎ ¶³¾î, À̶§ »ç¶÷µéÀº ½Î¿òÀÌ ³¡³µ´Ù »ý°¢ÇØ then I creep like a thief in the night It's only right, ±×¶§ ³ ¹ãÀÌ ¿ÔÀ»¶§ µµµÏó·³ ³ª°¡, ÀÌ°Ô ÁÁÀº ¹æ¹ýÀÌ¾ß ain't no turnin back, it's on tonight, µ¹¾Æ°¥ ¼ø ¾ø¾î, ¿À´Ã¹ã ½ÃÀÛÀÌ¾ß and if I get caught Then my ass is up north, ¸¸¾à ÀâÈ÷¸é, ³ª ¿ª½Ã °¨¿ÁÀ¸·Î °¡°ÚÁö straight on the course for upstate New York ´º¿å À§ÂÊÀ¸·Î °¡´Â Â÷¸¦ Ÿ°í ¸»¾ß Stress, smokin back to back cigaretttes, ½ºÆ®·¹½º¿¡, ´ã¹è¸¦ ¸¶±¸ Æì´ë´Ù°¡ it popped off, gon' point in the mess hall Æø¹ßÇß¾î, »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ÀÖ´Â °÷¿¡¼ ¸»¾ß But to avoid that, from head to toe, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×·± »óȲÀ» ÇÇÇϱâ À§ÇØ, ¸Ó¸®¿¡¼ ¹ß³¡±îÁö dipped in all black, hit them niggas Where they pump they cracks at, °ËÀº»öÀ¸·Î ÀÔÁö, ¸ð¿©¼ ÄÚÄ«ÀÎÀ» ÇÏ´Â Àå¼Ò¸¦ ±Þ½ÀÇØ Havoc, with the murder masterplan Havoc, »ìÀÎ °èȹÀ» ¼¼¿ì°í Keep my nine up to par, so my shit won't jam, ±ÇÃÑÀº Àû´çÈ÷¸¸ ½á, °íÀåÀÌ ³ªÁö ¾Êµµ·Ï God forbid if my shit do Run behind a tree, ½ÅÀÌ ±×°É ±ÝÁöÇÏÁö, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¸¸¾à ±×·¯¸é ³ª¹« µÚ·Î ¶Ù¾î°¡ fix my shit then hit you, slugs in your body °íÄ£ ÈÄ ´Ù½Ã °ø°ÝÇØ, ÃѾËÀ» ³»çÇØ Mainly in your brain tissue, witness from the scene, ÁÖ·Î ´Ï ³ú¸¦ °ø°ÝÇÏÁö, °°Àº ÇöÀå¿¡ ÀÖ´ø ¸ñ°ÝÀÚ´Â get ghost, stash the pistol So simple then, À¯·ÉÀ» ¸¸µé¾î, ¾ÆÁÖ ´Ü¼øÇÏÁö watch my back, lay up and relax, µîµÚ¸¦ Á¶½ÉÇÏ¸é¼ ÈÞ½ÄÀ» ÃëÇØ¾ß°Ú¾î roll a sack, ?K-A black? Find a shorty intact ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ²¨³»µé°í, ±Ùó¿¡ ¿©ÀÚ¸¦ ã¾Æ¾ßÁö Chorus Verse Three: Prodigy I got the powder, combine wit the powder, and water, ³»°Õ ¸¶¾àÀÌ ÀÖ¾î, ±×°É ¹°°ú Ⱦà°ú ¼¯¾î *powder - ¸¶¾àÀ» ¶æÇÏ´Â ¼Ó¾î ¶Ç´Â gunpowder(Ⱦà)ÀÏ °Å °°Àºµ¥ ¸Â°Ô ÇØ¼®ÇÑ °ÇÁö ¸ð¸£°Ú³×¿ä;; it oughtta Drop in a half and hour, ºÐ¸í 1½Ã°£ ¹Ý Âë ÈÄ¿¡ ±â¸§ÀÇ ÇüŸ¦ in the, form of oil, watch the cocaine boil ¶ç°í ¹æ¿ï¹æ¿ï ¶³¾îÁö°ÚÁö, ÄÚÄ«ÀÎÀÌ ²ú´Â°É ºÁ Keep my eye on it so the shit won't spoil, °è¼Ó ±×°Í¸¸ ÃÄ´ÙºÁ, ¸ÁÃÄÁöÁö ¾Êµµ·Ï then I pause And ask God why, ±×·¯´Ù°¡ ¸ØÃç, ½Å¿¡°Ô ¿Ö³Ä°í ¹°¾îºÁ did he put me on the serve, just so I could die ³ Á×±â À§Çؼ ±×¸¦ ¶°¹Þµé°Ô µÇ¾ú³ª I sit back and build on, all the things I did wrong, ¾É¾Æ¼, ³»°¡ À߸øÇß´ø ÀϵéÀ» ȸ»óÇØ why I'm still breathing And all my friends gone, ¿Ö ³ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ¼û½¬°í, ¿Ö Ä£±¸µéÀº ¸ðµÎ ¶°³µ´Â°¡ I try not to dwell on the subject for a while ±×·± »ý°¢Àº ÇÏÁö ¾ÊÀ¸·Á°í ¾Ö½á Cause I might get stuck in this corrupt lifestyle, but my ½âÀº ¶óÀÌÇÁ½ºÅ¸ÀÏ¿¡ Á¤ÂøÇÒÁöµµ ¸ð¸£´Â ÀÏÀ̴ϱî, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³» Heart pumps foul blood through my arteries, ½ÉÀåÀº ´õ·¯¿î ÇǸ¦ µ¿¸ÆÀ¸·Î ³»»Õ¾î and I can't turn it back It's a part of me, ´Ù½Ã µÇµ¹¸±¼ø ¾ø¾î, ³» ÀϺκÐÀ̰ŵç too late for cryin, I'm a grown man struggling ¿ï ¼öµµ ¾ø¾î, ¹ú½á ³ Àڶ󳪼, »îÀÇ ´ÙÀ½ ·¹º§¿¡ To reach the next level of life, without fumbling, ½Ç¼ö ¾øÀÌ °¡±â À§ÇØ ¹ß¹öµÕÄ¡°í ÀÖÀÝ¾Æ down to folding I got no shoulder to lean on ³»°¡ ±â´î ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ¾î±ú´Â ³» °Í ¹Û¿¡ but my own, all alone in this danger zone ¾ø¾î, À§ÇèÁö´ë¿¡ Ȧ·Î ¼ÀÖ¾î Time waits for no man, the streets grow worse, ½Ã°£Àº ±â´Ù¸®Áö ¾Ê¾Æ, °Å¸®´Â °è¼Ó ³ªºüÁ® fuck the whole world kid My money comes first, Àü¼¼°è´Â ¿³À̳ª ¸Ô¾î, ³» µ·ÀÌ ¸ÕÀú¾ß cause I'm out for the gusto, and trust nobody ³ ³»°¡ Áñ±â±â ¶§¹®¿¡ ÀÌ·¯´Â°Å°í, ¾Æ¹«µµ ¹ÏÁö ¾Ê°Åµç If you're not family, then you die by me, ³×°¡ °¡Á·ÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï¶ó¸é, ³Í ³» ¿·¿¡¼ Á×¾î cause niggas will have you locked up The snitch, be a man, ´Ù¸¥ ³ðµéÀº Á»µµµÏÀ» °¨¿ÁÀ¸·Î º¸³¾°Å¾ß, ³²ÀÚ´ä°Ô ±¼¾î givin police the run down on your plans °æÂû¿¡°Ô Âѱâ¸é¼ °èȹÀÌ ¸ÁÃÄÁö´õ¶óµµ We're never goin down like that, so I, ¿ì¸° Àý´ë ±×·¯Áö ¾Ê¾Æ, ±×·¯´Ï ³ shut my mouth and hold my words back ÀÔÀ» ´Ù¹°°í ÇÏ·Á´Â ¸»À» ²Ú ÂüÁö The legal business, forever mine, fuck payin taxes, ¹ýÀû »ç¹«´Â, ¾ðÁ¦³ª ³» °Í, ¼¼±ÝÀº ÁÀ±î the last kid that shitted And gave police access, ¹Ùº¸ÁþÀ» ÇÏ´ø Áö³¹ø ±× ³ðÀº ³» û»çÁøÀ» º¼ to my blueprints, used names as evidence ±ÇÇÑÀ» °æÂû·ÎºÎÅÍ ¾ò¾ú¾î, À̸§À» Áõ°Å·Î ½è°ÚÁö Skipped town and I haven't seen the snitch nigga ever since µµ½Ã¸¦ ¹þ¾î³µ°í ±× ÀÚ½ÄÀº ±× ÈÄ·Î º»ÀûÀÌ ¾ø¾î The moral of the story is easy to figure out ÀÌ À̾߱âÀÇ ±³ÈÆÀº ²Ï ´Ü¼øÇØ a lesson that you can't live without Àؾî¹ö¸®°í´Â »ì ¼ö ¾ø´Â ·¹½¼ÀÌÁö Repeat Chorus once *Livin the high life ¸ÚÁø »îÀ» »ì¾ÆºÁ |
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