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| subject : | [Nas]Just A Moment |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
[Verse 1: Quan] Can we please have a moment of silence? Àá½Ã¸¸ ħ¹¬ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÀ»±î? That's for my niggaz doin' years in confinement °¨¿Á¿¡ °¤Èù ³» Ä£±¸µéÀ» À§Çؼ And for my soldiers who passed over, no longer living ¶Ç ¼ûÀ» °ÅµÐ, ´õÀÌ»ó »ì¾ÆÀÖÁö ¾ÊÀº ³» ¿ë»çµéÀ» À§ÇØ That couldn't run whenever the reaper came to get 'em °æÂûµéÀÌ ¿ÔÀ»¶§ ¹Ìó µµ¸Á°¡Áö ¸øÇß´ø À̵é Can we please pour out some liquor? ±×µéÀ» À§ÇØ ¼úÀ» ºÎÀ» ¼ö ÀÖÀ»±î? Symobolizin', let's take in time to consider that »ó¡È, Á¶±Ý »ý°¢ÇÒ ½Ã°£À» °®ÀÚ Though our thugs ain't here, the love is here ¿ì¸® Ä£±¸´Â ¿©±â ¾øÁö¸¸, »ç¶ûÀº ÀÖ¾î And we gon' rep 'til slugs kill us here ±×¸®°í ÃѾ˿¡ Á×À»¶§±îÁö °è¼Ó ±×µéÀÇ À̸§À» ÆîÃÄ This for my dawgs stuck in the struggle tryin' to gain ÀÌ°Ç »î°ú ½Î¿ì¸é¼ Àڱ⠸òÀ» ¾òÀ¸·Á°í, Smokin' trauma, sniffin' Ra while sellin' cocaine ÄÚÄ«ÀÎÀ» ÆÈ¸é¼ ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÇǴ ģ±¸µéÀ» À§ÇÑ°Í Trapped in the game, not knowin' how to stop and get by °ÔÀÓ¿¡ °¤Çô, ¾î¶»°Ô ¸ØÃß°í ¾î¶»°Ô »ì¾Æ°¡´ÂÁö ¸ð¸£´Â À̵é To live it alive, so instead they live it to die »ì¾Æ³²Áö ¸øÇϱ⿡, Á×±â À§ÇØ »ç´Â°Å¾ß Can we please have a moment of peace? Àá½Ã¸¸ Æòȸ¦ °¡Áú ¼ö ¾øÀ»±î? For every G that fell for his flag in the streets °Å¸®¿¡ ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ ±ê¹ßÀ» ²È°í ¾²·¯Á³´ø °»½ºÅ͸¦ À§ÇØ Bloodin' and thuggin', folkin' and lokin' ÇÇÈ긮°í ½Î¿ì°í, ÃÑÀ» ½î°í Crypin' and creepin', Latin and kingin' °ø°ÝÀ¸·ÎºÎÅÍ ¼û´Â, ¶óƾÀÇ ¿Õµé Or just for poor righteous teachin' ȤÀº ¿Ã¹Ù¸£Áö¸¸ °¡³ÇÑ ¼±»ýµé [Chorus: Quan sings] As days goes and nights fall ³·ÀÌ °¡°í ¹ãÀÌ ¿À¸é¼ For the rest of our life we'll miss y'all ¿ì¸®ÀÇ »îÀÌ ³¡³¯¶§±îÁö, ³×°¡ ±×¸®¿ï°Å¾ß And even though life must go on, we'll still mourn »îÀº °è¼ÓµÇÁö¸¸, ¿ì¸° °è¼Ó Åë°îÇϰÚÁö While wishin' y'all were home ³×°¡ Áý¿¡ ¿À±æ ¹Ù¶ó¸é¼ [Verse 2: Nas] Yeah, and can we have another moment of silence? ±×·¡, ´Ù½Ã ÇÑ ¹ø Àá½Ã ħ¹¬ÇØÁÙ ¼ö ÀÖ¾î? For brothers who died from black-on-black violence ÈæÀÎ ´ë ÈæÀÎÀÇ Æø·Â»ç°ÇÀ¸·Î ÀÎÇØ Á×Àº À̵éÀ» À§ÇØ From here to the Dark Continent were rebels sell diamonds ¿©±â¼ Dark Continent±îÁö Çõ¸í°¡µéÀÌ, Àü¼¼°è To clients all over the world, got little Black girls dyin' ¼Õ´Ôµé¿¡°Ô ´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå¸¦ ÆÈ¾Ò°í, ¾î¸° ¿©ÀÚ¾ÆÀ̵éÀÌ Á×¾ú¾î And can we please pour some more liquors? ¿©±â¼ ¼úÀ» ºÎ¾îÁÙ·¡? For Will, Bokeem, Bar, Pappy -- my niggaz Will, Bokeem, Bar, Pappy - ³» Ä£±¸µéÀ» À§ÇØ Here's another Warrior Song from Nasty and Quan ¿©±â Nasty¿Í QuanÀÌ º¸³»´Â ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ 'Àü»çÀÇ ³ë·¡' It's to him I pass the baton to carry this on ³ ±×¿¡°Ô ¹ÙÅæÀ» ¸Ã±â°í ±×´Â ¾ÕÀ¸·Î ³ª°¡Áö Street's Disciple, salute to those who's gone with bullets '°Å¸®ÀÇ ½ÅºÀÀÚ', ÃÑ¾Ë ³¡¿¡ »ç¶óÁø À̵鿡°Ô °æ·Ê¸¦ And I promise through rhymin' Quan gon' rep his life to the fullest ¶Ç ¶óÀÓÀ» ÅëÇØ QuanÀº ±×ÀÇ »îÀ» Áø½ÇÇÏ°Ô »ì °ÍÀ» ¾à¼ÓÇØ And can we please have a moment of truth? Àá½Ã¸¸ Áø½ÇÀÇ ¼ø°£À» °¡ÁöÁö ¾ÊÀ»·¡? For soldiers and troops away with helmets and boots Çï¸ä°ú ºÎÃ÷¸¦ °¡Áö°í »ç¶óÁ®¹ö¸° ¿ë»çµé°ú And families back home who pray they make it home safe ´Ù½Ã ÁýÀ¸·Î ¾ÈÀüÇÏ°Ô µ¹¾Æ¿À±æ ±âµµÇÏ´Â °¡Á·µéÀ» À§ÇØ Hopin' that they don't get hit with a stray or missiles ÃÑÀ̳ª ¹Ì»çÀÏ¿¡ Á×Áö ¾Ê±æ ¹Ù¶ó´Â ±×µéÀ» À§ÇØ This is just a moment to let you all know that we miss you Áö±ÝÀº ¿ì¸° ³Î ±×¸®¿öÇÑ´Ù´Â °ÍÀ» ¾Ë·ÁÁÖ±â À§ÇÑ ¼ø°£ Mommy I'm still here, wishin' I was there with you ¾ö¸¶ ³ ¾ÆÁ÷ ¿©±â ÀÖ¾î, ³ªµµ °Å±â¿¡ ´ç½Å°ú ÇÔ²²¶ó¸é.. Let's take 'em home ¸ðµÎ ÁýÀ¸·Î µ¥·Á¿Í [Chorus] [Verse 3: Quan] And can we please have a moment to mourn? Àá½Ã ¾ÖµµÀÇ ½Ã°£À» °¡ÁöÁö ¾ÊÀ»·¡? For Pac, Biggie and Pun 'cause through us they live on Pac, Biggie, PunÀ» À§Çؼ, ¿ì¸± ÅëÇØ ±×µéÀº »ì¾Æ°¡´Ï±î Jam Master Jay, Freaky Ty and Aaliyah Jam Master Jay, Freaky Ty¿Í Aaliyah Big L and Left Eye, when we die we wish to see ya Big L°ú Left Eye, ¿ì¸®°¡ Á×À¸¸é ³ÊÈñµéÀ» ¸¸³ª±æ Can we please have a moment for children? ¾ÆÀ̵éÀ» À§ÇØ Àá½Ã¸¸ ½Ã°£À» °¡ÁöÁö ¾ÊÀ»·¡? Who got raped or murdered, or trapped in the system °°£´çÇϰųª »ìÇØ´çÇ߰ųª, ±³µµ¼Ò¿¡ °¤ÇôÀִ ä·Î Who never knew their father, never learned to dream ¾Æ¹öÁöµµ ¸ð¸£°í, ²Þ²Ù´Â ¹ýµµ ¸ð¸£°í But was guided by drug dealers, killers and crack fiends ¸¶¾à»ó, ų·¯, ¸¶¾àÁßµ¶ÀÚµéÀÌ ±æ·¯³½ ¾ÆÀ̵é For single mothers that's forced to play mom and dad ¾ö¸¶ ¾Æºü ³ë¸©À» ÇØ¾ßÇß´ø ¹ÌÈ¥¸ðµéÀ» À§ÇØ Bustin' her ass to give her kids shit she never had Çѹøµµ °¡Á®º¸Áö ¸øÇÑ °ÍÀ» ¾ÆÀÌ¿¡°Ô ÁÖ·Á°í Èûµé°Ô ÀÏÇϰí For my niggaz in the pen hopin' rhymes'll get 'em signed °¨¿Á¿¡¼ ¶óÀÓÀ¸·Î °è¾àÀ» ¸Î±æ ¹Ù¶ó´Â À̵é So when released, they can say bye to a life of crime ±×·¡¼ Ç®·Á³ ÈÄ, ¹üÁËÀÇ Àλý¿¡ ÀÛº°Àλ縦 ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖµµ·Ï For very mother that held a son in the street bleedin' ÇÇÈ긮´Â ¾ÆµéÀ» °Å¸®¿¡¼ ²¸¾È¾Ò´ø ¾î¸Ó´Ïµé Cryin' a song of sorow to dark and deep for speakin' ½½ÇÄÀÇ ³ë·¡¸¦ ¾îµÒ ±í¼÷È÷¼ ºÎ¸£´Â ±×µé Just a moment outside the day to day struggle ªÀº ½Ã°£µ¿¾È, ¹Ù±ù¿¡¼ ¹ú¾îÁö´Â ÀüÀï ¼Ó¿¡ To let the ones we really care about know that we love 'em ±×µé¿¡°Ô ¿ì¸° Á¤¸» ±×µéÀ» »ç¶ûÇÑ´Ù´Â °É ¾Ë¸®±â À§ÇØ [Chorus] |
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