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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [The Roots]Can't Stop This |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
[Intro] {"Saved Message. Today at 5.47 PM"} {"ÀúÀåµÈ ¸Þ½ÃÁö. ¿À´Ã 5.47 PM"} "My man, Jaydee, was a true hip hop artist... "³» Ä£±¸, Jaydee, ±×´Â ÁøÁ¤ÇÑ ÈüÇÕ ¾ÆÆ¼½ºÆ®¿´½À´Ï´Ù.. I can't explain the influence that his mind and ear have had on my band ±×ÀÇ ¸¶À½°ú ±Í°¡ ¿ì¸®µéÀÇ ¹êµå´Â ¹°·Ð, ´Ù¸¥ ¾ÆÆ¼½ºÆ®ÀÇ °æ·Â¿¡ myself and the careers of so many other artists. ¹ÌÄ£ ¿µÇâÀ̶õ ´Ù ¼³¸íµµ ¸øÇÒ Á¤µµÀÌÁÒ. The most humble, modest, worthy and gifted beatmaker I've known. ±×´Â ³»°¡ ¾Æ´Â Áß °¡Àå °â¼ÕÇϰí, °âÇãÇϰí, Àç´ÉÀÖ´Â ºñÆ®¸ÞÀÌÄ¿¿´½À´Ï´Ù And definitely the best producer on the mic. ¹°·Ð ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¿¡¼´Â ÃÖ°íÀÇ ÇÁ·Îµà¼¿´°í¿ä. Never without that signature smile and head bouncin' to the beat. ±× ƯÀ¯ÀÇ ¹Ì¼Ò¶û ºñÆ®¿¡ ¸ÂÃç ¸Ó¸®¸¦ Èçµå´Â °Å´Â Àý´ë »©¸ÔÁú ¾Ê¾ÒÁÒ. Jaydee had a passion for life and music, and will never be forgotten. Jaydee´Â ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ »î°ú À½¾Ç¿¡ ¿Á¤ÀÌ ÀÖ¾ú°í, Àý´ë ÀØÇôÁöÁö ¾ÊÀ» °ÍÀÔ´Ï´Ù. He's a brother that was loved by me, and I love what he's done for us. ±×´Â ³»°¡ »ç¶ûÇß´ø ÇüÁ¦À̸ç, ±×°¡ ¿ì¸± À§ÇØ ÇÑ ¸ðµç ÀÏÀ» »ç¶ûÇÕ´Ï´Ù. And though I'm happy he's no longer in the pain he'd been recently feelin', ±×¸®°í ÃÖ±Ù °è¼Ó °¡Áö°í ÀÖ´ø °íÅë¿¡¼, ÀÌÁ¦´Â ÀÚÀ¯·Î¿öÁ³´Ù´Â »ç½Ç¿¡ ÇູÇÏÁö¸¸ I'm crushed by the pain of his absence. ±×°¡ ¾ø´Ù´Â »ç½ÇÀº °ßµô ¼ö ¾ø´Â ¾ÆÇÄÀÔ´Ï´Ù. Name's Dilla Dog and I can only rep the real and raw. ±×ÀÇ À̸§Àº Dilla¿´À¸¸ç, ±×ÀÇ Áø½ÇÇÔ¸¸À» ÀüÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ±º¿ä. My man, Dilla, rest in peace." ³» Ä£±¸, Dilla¿©, ÆíÈ÷ ½¬±â¸¦." {*moans*} {"Ooh, but baby youuuu..."} {"¿ì, ÇÏÁö¸¸ º£À̺ñ ³Í..."} {"Who is it ... is it?}" {"´©±¸¾ß... ´©±¸¾ß?"} {"There comes a time...."} {"¾ðÁ¨°¡´Â ¶§°¡ ¿Â´Ù..."} [*Samples repeated throughout the track*] [Verse 1 - Black Thought] Last of the red hot (red hot), lovin' emcees ºÓÀº ¿Á¤À» °¡Áø ¸¶Áö¸· Á¸Àç, MCµéÀ» »ç¶ûÇß´ø Who came up poor, grits and government cheese ½ÃÀÛÀº °¡³¹ðÀÌ¿¡ Á¤ºÎ º¸Á¶±Ý The only thing I ever really loved in my life, was a mic ³»°¡ »ì¾Æ°¡¸é¼ Á¤¸» »ç¶ûÇß´ø °ÍÀº, ¸¶ÀÌÅ© »Ó Some of my niggaz fell in love with MPs, come on À̵é Áß ¸î¸îÀº MPC¸¦ »ç¶ûÇÏ°Ô µÇ¾úÁö, ÀÚ Work the bass, nigga, juggle them keys º£À̽º ÀÛ¾÷À» Çϰí, ۸¦ Á¶À²Çϰí I'm tryin'a get a piece of this government green ³ Áö±Ý ¼¼±Ý ³½ ¸¸Å µ·À» µ¹·Á¹Þ¾Æ¼ And smack 'em in the melon with another LP ¸á·Ð¿¡ ³Ö¾î ´ÙÀ½ LP¶û ÇÔ²² ´øÁ®ÁÖ·Á°í Çϰí ÀÖ¾î C'mon, help a couple people in the struggle get free ÀÚ, ±«·Î¿öÇÏ´Â »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ÀÚÀ¯·Î¿öÁú ¼ö ÀÖµµ·Ï µµ¿ÍÁà We from the block, where people stay prepared to rock ¿ì¸° °Å¸® Ãâ½Å, ±×°÷¿¡´Â Áñ°Å¿öÁö°í ½ÍÀº »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ¸¹Áö and it's hard, 'cause opportunity be scared to knock ¸Å¿ì Èûµé¾î, ±âȸ¶õ ¼Õ¿¡ Áã±â¿£ µÎ·Á¿î °ÍÀ̴ϱî and mo' people in the 'hood found dead from cops °æÂû¿¡°Ô Á×Àº ä·Î ¹ß°ßµÇ´Â »ç¶÷ÀÌ than guns that drop, that sprayed off random shots ¿©±âÀú±â¸¦ ½î´Ù°¡ ¶³¾îÁø ÃÑ ¼öº¸´Ù ¸¹¾Æ But whatcha know good, people say they in the hood fo' good ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¾Ë´Ù½ÃÇÇ, »ç¶÷µéÀº ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ¿©±â ÀÖ°Ô µÉ°Å¶ó ¸»À» ÇØ You ain't a prisoner, the world got mo' to it ³Í Á˼ö°¡ ¾Æ³Ä, ¼¼»ó¿£ ´õÇÑ°Ô ¸¹¾Æ Sky's the limit, it don't take but a minute ³Í ÇϴñîÁö ¿Ã¶ó°¥ ¼ö ÀÖ¾î, µü 1ºÐÀÌ¸é µÇÁö Don't fear for your people, nigga, my 'hood's yo' 'hood {*echoes*} »ç¶÷µéÀ» µÎ·Á¿öÇÏÁö¸¶, ³» µ¿³×°¡ ³ÊÀÇ µ¿³×À롃 Yeah, ... we did it... ±×·¡, ... ¿ì¸° ÇØ³Â¾î... [Chorus - Black Thought] I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin' ÀÌ·± ³ë·ÂÀÌ À̾îÁö´Â ½Ã°£¿£ È¥¶õÀÌ °¡µæÇÏÁö that's why I came to y'all to dance to the music ±×·¡¼ ÃãÀ» Ãâ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â À½¾ÇÀ» µé°í ³ª¿Â°Å¾ß unless, we face it first and try not to lose it ÇÏÁö¸¸, »óȲÀ» Á÷¸éÇϰí Áö±Ý °¡Áø °ÍÀ» ÀÒÁö ¾Êµµ·Ï ³ë·ÂÇØ¾ßÇØ even if it gets worse, they Can't Stop This (stop this) »óȲÀÌ ¾Çȵǵµ, ¾Æ¹«µµ ÀÌ°É ¸ø ¸ØÃç (¸ØÃç) [Verse 2 - Black Thought] Can't Stop This, I want my peoples to rock this ¸ø ¸ØÃç, »ç¶÷µé¾Æ ¿©±â¿¡ ¸ÂÃç Èçµé¾î Bang this music in your speakers and boxes ½ºÇÇÄ¿¿Í ºÕ¹Ú½º·Î ÀÌ À½¾ÇÀ» Å©°Ô Ʋ¾î Legs and users, 'bout as a deep as my thoughts is ³» »ý°¢¸¸Å ±íÀº, ±ºÀΰú ¸¶¾àÁßµ¶ÀÚµé(?) Sit back and I'mma paint you a portrait ÆíÈ÷ ¾É¾Æ ±×·¯¸é ÃÊ»óȸ¦ ±×·ÁÁÙÅ״ϱî This stuff can make you think you are lost ÀÌ ³ë·£ ´Ï°¡ ±æÀ» ÀÒ¾ú´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µé ¼ö ÀÖ°í This shit can have you exhausted ÈûÀ» ´Ù »©³õÀ» ¼öµµ ÀÖ¾î Just, picture the planet and imagine it's yours, kid ±×³É, Ç༺À» »ó»óÇÏ°í ±×°Ô ´Ï ²¨¶ó°í »ý°¢ÇغÁ, ²¿¸¶¾ß Don't ever let nobody knock you outta your orbit ³Î ±Ëµµ ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ¹Ð¾î³»´Â »ç¶÷ÀÌ ¾øµµ·Ï ÇØ I never seen a bridge we couldn't shuffle across it ¿ì¸®°¡ °Ç³ÊÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â ´Ù¸®´Â º¸Áö ¸øÇßÁö We got a lotta people livin' a life, that's pure trivia ¸¹Àº »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ¾ÆÁÖ »ç¼ÒÇÑ »îÀ» »ì°í ÀÖ¾î Real hip hop, I ain't tryin'a get rid of ya ÁøÂ¥ ÈüÇÕ, ³Î ¾ø¾Ö¹ö¸®·Á´Â°Ô ¾Æ³Ä Can't have that, because here come, the city of Philly ±×·² ¼ø ¾øÁö, ¿Ö³ÄÇÏ¸é ¿©±â, Philadelpia°¡ ¿À´Ï±î Put an end to all the trivia, really ¸ðµç »ç¼ÒÇÑ °ÍµéÀÇ ³¡ÀåÀ» º»´Ù, Á¤¸»·Î Where I'm walkin' er'ybody ain't pretty or friendly ³»°¡ °È´Â °÷¿¡¼± ¿¹»Ú°Å³ª Ä£±ÙÇÑ »ç¶÷ÀÌ ¾ø¾î It's work, my whole life they ain't give me a penny ¸ðµç°Ç ÀÏ, ³» Æò»ý ±×µéÀº µ¿Àü Çϳªµµ ÁÖÁö ¾Ê¾Ò¾î Comin' up between a rock and a hard, watchin' for God µ¹Åõ¼ºÀÌÀÎ °÷¿¡¼ ÀÚ¶ó³ª, ½ÅÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸Áö People, hip hop, and with no option at all »ç¶÷µé, ÈüÇÕ, ±×¸®°í ¼±ÅÃÀÇ ¿©Áö ¾øÀÌ Yo ... it's how it's goin' down... Yo ... ÀÌ·¸°Ô °è¼ÓµÈ´Ù... [Chorus - Black Thought] I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin' ÀÌ·± ³ë·ÂÀÌ À̾îÁö´Â ½Ã°£¿£ È¥¶õÀÌ °¡µæÇÏÁö that's why I came to y'all to dance to the music ±×·¡¼ ÃãÀ» Ãâ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â À½¾ÇÀ» µé°í ³ª¿Â°Å¾ß unless, we face it first and try not to lose it ÇÏÁö¸¸, »óȲÀ» Á÷¸éÇϰí Áö±Ý °¡Áø °ÍÀ» ÀÒÁö ¾Êµµ·Ï ³ë·ÂÇØ¾ßÇØ even if it gets worse, they Can't Stop This (stop this) »óȲÀÌ ¾Çȵǵµ, ¾Æ¹«µµ ÀÌ°É ¸ø ¸ØÃç (¸ØÃç) [Verse 3 - Black Thought] We bring the (?) part of raps, the special sounds ¿ì¸° ·¦ÀÇ (?) ºÎºÐÀ» °¡Á®¿Í, Ưº°ÇÑ ¼Ò¸®·Î The robe's long enough to be considered a gown ÀÌ ¿ÊÀº °¡¿îÀ̶ó°í ºÁµµ µÉ¸¸Å ÃæºÐÈ÷ ±æ°í Thought's pen is sharp enough to be considered a crown »ý°¢ÀÇ ÆæÀº ¿Õ°üó·³ º¸Àϸ¸Å ³¯Ä«·ÓÁö When the plate come, take some, pass it around Á¢½Ã°¡ ¿À°Åµç, Á¶±Ý °¡Á®°¡°í, ¿·À¸·Î µ¹·Á It's the last of the hip hop lovin' emcees ¸¶Áö¸· ÈüÇÕÀ» »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â MC In front of an audience that never been pleased ¸¸Á·ÇÒ ÁÙ ¸ð¸£´Â °üÁß ¾Õ¿¡ ¼¹Áö I'm comin' from all the streets that never been cleaned ³ ±ú²ýÇØº» Àû ¾ø´Â °Å¸®¿¡¼ ¿Í¼ and speakin' for any faith that never been seen µå·¯³ Àû ¾ø´Â ¹ÏÀ½À» À§ÇØ ¹ß¾ðÇØ This debeneir style of my words is high-calibre ³» ´Ü¾îÀÇ ½ºÅ¸ÀÏÀº °í¼öÁØÀÌ¾ß Speakin' my mind for every day that's on the calendar ´Þ·Â¿¡ ÀûÈù ¸ðµç ³¯¿¡ ³ªÀÇ ¸¶À½À» ¾ê±âÇÏ³× 'cause I'll'a been quiet, about as long as I can handle it ¾îÂ÷ÇÇ Áö±Ý±îÁö, ÂüÀ» ¼ö Àִ¸¸Å Á¶¿ëÈ÷ Ç߰ŵç Walked a mile in these boots that I'm standin' in ³»°¡ Áö±Ý ½Å°í ÀÖ´Â ºÎÃ÷¸¦ ½Å°í ¿À·¡µµ °É¾ú¾î Mellow soul brother with his lyrical dean on °¡»ç¿¡¼± ´ëÀå±ÞÀÎ ½½Ç ¿µÈ¥ÀÇ ÇüÁ¦ The stages I'm seen on, mic I fiend on ³»°¡ ³ªÅ¸³ª´Â ¹«´ë, ³»°¡ Àâ´Â ¸¶ÀÌÅ© When it's all full of soul, that's when it means more ¸ðµÎ ¿µÈ¥À¸·Î °¡µæÂû ¶§, Àǹ̴ ´õÇØÁöÁö I never hesitate to give a shoulder to lean on, yo ³ Àý´ë ³×°¡ ±â´î ¾î±ú¸¦ ÁÙ ¶§ ¸Á¼³ÀÌÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, yo ... Check it out, man ... ÇÑ ¹ø ºÁºÁ [Chorus - Black Thought] I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin' ÀÌ·± ³ë·ÂÀÌ À̾îÁö´Â ½Ã°£¿£ È¥¶õÀÌ °¡µæÇÏÁö that's why I came to y'all to dance to the music ±×·¡¼ ÃãÀ» Ãâ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â À½¾ÇÀ» µé°í ³ª¿Â°Å¾ß unless, we face it first and try not to lose it ÇÏÁö¸¸, »óȲÀ» Á÷¸éÇϰí Áö±Ý °¡Áø °ÍÀ» ÀÒÁö ¾Êµµ·Ï ³ë·ÂÇØ¾ßÇØ even if it gets worse, they Can't Stop This (stop this) »óȲÀÌ ¾Çȵǵµ, ¾Æ¹«µµ ÀÌ°É ¸ø ¸ØÃç (¸ØÃç) {*A series of people pay tribute to J Dilla to fade*} |
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