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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Jay-Z]D'Evils |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
This shit is wicked on these mean streets ÀÌ °ÅÄ£ °Å¸®¿¡¼± ¿©·¯ °¡Áö·Î °ñÄ¡ ¾ÆÆÄ None of my friends speak ³» Ä£±¸µéÀº ¸ðµÎ ÀÔÀ» ´Ù¹°Áö We're all trying to win, but then again ¿ì¸° ¸ðµÎ À̱â·Á ÇÏÁö¸¸, »ý°¢Çغ¸¸é Maybe it's for the best though, 'cause when they're seeing too much ±×°Ô ÃÖ¼±ÀÎ °Å °°±âµµ ÇØ, ³Ê¹«³ª ¸¹Àº °É ºÁ¿À°í ÀÖÀ¸´Ï±î You know they're trying to get you touched ±×µéÀº ³Ê¸¦ ÀâÀ¸·Á°í ÇÏÁö Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn't understand the mechanics ¹ýÀ» ¾î±â´Â°Ô °¡Àå ½¬¿î Å»Ãâ ¹æ¹ýÀÌ¶ó ´©°¡ ±×·¨¾î, Á¤È®ÇÑ ¹æ¹ýÀ» ÀÌÇØ¸øÇß°í And the workings of the underworld, granted ÁöÇÏ ¼¼°èÀÇ ÀÏÀ», ´ç¿¬ÇÏ°Ô ¹Þ¾Æµé¿´Áö Nine to five is how to survive, I ain't trying to survive 9½Ã¿¡¼ 5½Ã±îÁö ÀÏÇÏ´Â°Ô »ýÁ¸ÀÇ ¹æ¹ý, ³ »ýÁ¸À» ¿øÇÏ´Â°Ô ¾Æ´Ï¾ß I'm trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot ±×Àú µÇ´Â µ¥±îÁö »ì°í ½Í°í, ±×°É »ç¶ûÇØ Life ills, poison my body »îÀº º´, ³» ¸ö¿¡ µ¶À» ÁÖÀÔÇÏÁö I used to say 'fuck mic skills,' and never prayed to God, I prayed to Gotti ³ ¿ø·¡ '¸¶ÀÌÅ© ½ºÅ³Àº ÇÊ¿ä¾ø¾î'¶ó°í Çß°í, ½Å ´ë½Å Gotti¿¡°Ô ±âµµÇßÁö That's right it's wicked, that's life I live it ±×·¡ ¹ÌÄ£ ÁþÀÌÁö, ±×°Ô ³»°¡ »ç´Â »î Ain't asking for forgiveness for my sins, endz ³» Á˸¦ ¿ë¼ÇØ´Þ¶ó°í ÇÏ´Â°Ô ¾Æ³Ä I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on ³ µÚ´ÊÀº À̵é°ú »§À» ³ª´©°í, ¸Ó¸®¿¡ °£¼·Çؼ Á¦´ë·Î º¼ ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô ¸¸µé¾î(?) all the evils that the game'll do ÀÌ °ÔÀÓÀÌ ³×°Ô ÇÒ ¿Â°® ¾ÇÀÇÀûÀÎ À̵鿡 ´ëºñÇØ¼ It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us Ç×»ó À§ÇèÇØÁöÁö, µ·°ú ÈûÀÌ ¿ì¸± ¹Ù²Ù°í ÀÖ¾î And now we're lethal, infected with D'Evils... ÀÌÁ¦ ¿ì¸®µµ Ä¡¸íÀû Á¸Àç¾ß, ¾Ç¸¶¿¡°Ô °¨¿°µÈ.. We used to fight for building blocks ¿ì¸° ºôµù ÁÖº¯ °Å¸®¸¦ Â÷ÁöÇÏ·Á°í ½Î¿ì°ï Çß¾î Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing ÀÌÁ¦ ¿ì¸®´Â ºôµùÀ» Â÷ÁöÇÏ·Á°í °Å¸®¿¡¼ ¼·Î¸¦ Á׿© The closest of friends when we first started ù ½ÃÀÛÀº ¸Å¿ì Ä£ÇÑ Ä£±¸¿´Áö¸¸ But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted µ·ÀÌ ´Ã¾î³¯¼ö·Ï »çÀ̰¡ ¸Ö¾îÁö°í, °á±¹ ³Ã´ãÇØÁ³³× Thinking back when we first learned to use rubbers óÀ½À¸·Î Äܵ¼À» ³¢´ø ±×¶§¸¦ »ý°¢ÇØ He never learned so in turn I'm kidnapping his baby's mother ±×´Â ¾î¶»°Ô ³¢´ÂÁö ¹è¿ìÁú ¸øÇßÁö, ±×·¯´Ï ³ ±×ÀÇ ¾Æ³»¸¦ ³³Ä¡Çϰھî My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese ³» ¼ÕÀ» ±×³àÀÇ Ä®¶ó¿¡ µÎ°í, µ·À» ¸Ô¿© She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties ´Þ·¯ÀÇ ¸ÀÀÌ ¿ªÇÏ´Ù°í ÇØ¼ ³ 50´Þ·¯¸¦ ¸Ô¿´Áö About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced ±×ÀÇ Çà¹æÀº ±×´ÙÁö °ü½É ¾ø¾ú¾î So I kept feeding her money 'til her shit started to make sense ±×·¡¼ °è¼Ó ±×³à°¡ ¹Þ¾ÆµéÀÏ ¶§±îÁö µ·À» ¸Ô¿´Áö Who could ever forsee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties ´©°¡ ¾Ë¾Ò°Ú¾î, ¿ì¸° ¼·ÎÀÇ Áý¿¡ ³î·¯°¡ ¹ãÀ» »õ¿ö ¶°µé°ï Çߴµ¥ now I'm trying to rock this bitch to sleep ÀÌÁ¨ ³»°¡ À̳âÀ» Àç¿ì·ÁÇϰí ÀÖ¾î All the years we were real close Ç×»ó ±×·¸°Ô °¡±î¿ü´Âµ¥ Now I see his fears through her tears, know she's wishing we were still close ±×³àÀÇ ´«¹° ¼Ó¿¡ ±×ÀÇ °øÆ÷°¡ º¸À̳×, ¿ì¸®°¡ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ °¡±î¿üÀ¸¸é Çϴ°ÅÁö Don't cry, it is the (beat?) ¿ïÁö¸¶, À̰ÍÀº (ºñÆ®) In time, I'll take away your miseries and make 'em mine, D'Evils... °ð, ³ÊÀÇ ½½ÇÄÀ» °ÅµÎ¾î ³» °ÍÀ¸·Î ÇÒÅ״ϱî, ¾Ç¸¶µé... My flesh, no nigga could test ³» ÇǺÎ, ´©±¸µµ ½ÃÇè ¸øÇØ My soul is possessed by D'Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses ³» ¿µÈ¥Àº ¾Ç¸¶°¡ ´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå¿Í Lexus·Î ¹Ù²ã °¡Á®°¬³× The exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie ¿¢¼Ò½Ã½ºÆ®´Â, ¸¶Ä¡ Homie °°Àº ½ºÅ¶À» ÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µé¾úÁö You don't know me, but the whole world owe me ³Í ³¯ ¸ô¶ó, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿Â¼¼»óÀÌ ³»°Ô ºúÁ³¾î Strip! Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life ¹þ¾î! ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» Æò»ý µ¿¾È ±âºÐ ÁÁÀº Ä£±¸¶ó°í ¸ðµÎ »ý°¢ÇßÁö So now I'm down for whatever, ain't nothing nice ÀÌÁ¦ ³ ¹«½¼ ÀÏÀ̵ç ÇØ, ±âºÐÀÌ ÁÁÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly ÁßÇб³¸¦ ´Ù´Ò ¶§´Â ´Ù ±¦Âú¾Æ º¸¿´´Âµ¥ But now this higher learning got the Remy in me ´õ ¸¹Àº °É ¹è¿ì°í ³» ¾È¿¡ Remy¸¦ ºÎ¾î³ÖÀ¸¸é¼ Liquors invaded my kidneys ¾ËÄÝÀÌ ³» ½ÅÀå¿¡ ħÅõÇß°í Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me ¾²·¯Áú Áغñ°¡ ³¡³µ¾î, ¾ö¸¶ ³ª¸¦ ¿ë¼ÇØÁà I can't be held accountable, D'Evils beating me down, boo ³ ¼³¸í ºÒ°¡´ÉÇÑ ³ð, ¾Ç¸¶°¡ ³¯ ¶§·Á´¯Çô Got me running with guys, making G's, telling lies that sound true ÀÌ·± »ç¶÷µé°ú ¶Ù¾î´Ù´Ï¸é¼, µ·À» ¹ú°í, Áø½Ç °°Àº °ÅÁþ¸»À» ÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µé¾î Come test me, I never cower ³¯ ½ÃÇèÇØºÁ, ³ ¿òÃ÷¸®Áö ¾Ê¾Æ For the love of money, son, I'm giving lead showers µ·¿¡ ´ëÇÑ »ç¶ûÀ¸·Î, À̺Á, ³×°Ô ÃÑ¾Ë »þ¿ö¸¦ ÇØÁÖÁö Stop screaming, you know the demon said it's best to die ±×¸¸ ¼Ò¸® Áú·¯, ¾Ç¸¶µµ Á×À½ÀÌ °¡Àå ³´´Ù°í ÇÏÀÝ¾Æ And even if Jehovah witness, bet he'll never testify, D'Evils... ¿©È£¿Í°¡ º¸°í ÀÖ´Ù°í ÇØµµ, Áõ¾ðÀ» ÇÒ ¼ø ¾øÀ»Å״ϱî, ¾Ç¸¶µé.. |
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