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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Fat Joe]The Shit Is Real |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
Yeah This is goin' out ... to all the live motherfuckers, knowhatumsayin' ÀÌ ³ë·¡´Â ... ¸ðµç ¸ÚÀïÀÌ °³Àڽĵ鿡°Ô º¸³»´Â ³ë·¡, ¹«½¼ ¸»ÀÎÁö ¾ËÁö All the real niggaz, Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, California ¸ðµç ÁøÂ¥¹è±âµé, Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, ͏®Æ÷´Ï¾Æ La Perla, Puerto Rico, whatever the fuck you're from, youknowhatumsayin' La Perla, Ǫ¿¡¸£Åä ¸®ÄÚ, ´Ï °íÇâÀÌ ¾îµðµç »ó°ü ¾ø¾î, ¹«½¼ ¸»ÀÎÁö ¾ËÁö Yeah Verse One: This story takes place, back in the South Bronx ÀÌ À̾߱â´Â, Bronx ³²ºÎ¿¡¼ ÀÏ¾î³ ¾ê±â Where at the age of fourteen I was ready to knockin' off punks (yeah!) 14»ì ¶§ºÎÅÍ ³ ¹Ùº¸µéÀ» ¶§·Á´¯Èú Áغñ¸¦ ³¡³Â¾ú¾î (±×·¡!) And suckers were scared to death ¹Ùº¸µéÀº °Ì¿¡ Áú·Á Á×À» Áö°æÀ̾úÁö Every time I walked by I hit them niggaz take their last breath (ahhh..) ³»°¡ ´©±º°¡¸¦ Áö³ªÄ¥ ¶§¸¶´Ù ±×¸¦ °ø°ÝÇØ ¼ûÀ» °ÅµÎ°Ô ¸¸µé¾î (ahhh..) See, I just didn't give a fuck º¸´Ù½ÃÇÇ, ¾Æ¹« Àϵµ ½Å°æÀ» ¾È ½èÁö And if you had a seed skin, I let the bomba you was getting stuck (word!) ¸¸¾à¿¡ ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ °¡Áö°í ÀÖÀ¸¸é, ³ ÃÑÀ¸·Î ³Î À§ÇùÇØ (±×·¸Áö!) That was the way it was ¿ø·¡ ±×·± °Å¿´Áö One day I went to visit my aunt, and stuck up my cous ¾ðÁ¨°¡´Â ¼÷¸ð¸¦ ¸¸³ª·¯ °¡¼, »çÃÌÀ» ÅÏ Àûµµ ÀÖÀ¸´Ï See, something was fucked up back then º¸´Ù½ÃÇÇ, ±×¶© ¹º°¡ ÁÀ°°¾Ò¾î No matter what the fuck I did, I never had no ends ³»°¡ ¹» ÇÏµç °£¿¡, ´Ã ¹º°¡ ºÎÁ·Çß°í And my moms was on welfare ¾ö¸¶´Â Á¤ºÎ º¸Á¶±ÝÀ¸·Î »ì¾ÒÁö Aiyyo I knew I had a father, but the nigga was never there Aiyyo ¾Æºü°¡ ÀÖ¾ú´ø°Å °°±ä ÇÏÁö¸¸, ±×´Â Ç×»ó ¾ø¾ú¾î So what the fuck was I had to do ±×·¯´Ï 'ÀÌ°Ô ¹¹¾ß'¶ó´Â ¸» »Ó When sick and tired to bein' the bummiest nigga out the crew Å©·ç¿¡¼ °¡Àå °¡³ÇÑ ³à¼®À¸·Î »ì¾Æ°¡´Â°Ô Áö°Ü¿ö I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash! ³» °ÍÀ» ¹ú¾î¾ßÇØ, µ·À» ¹ú¾î¾ßÇØ! I see an old man, I'm gonna rob him with the quick-fast ´ÄÀºÀ̰¡ º¸À̴±º, Àú³ðÀ» ºü¸£°Ô Åоî¹ö·Á¾ß °Ú¾î Gimme your motherfucking loot, popi ´Ï µ·À» »¡¸® ³»³ö, Ä£±¸ I'm goin' to get paid and can't a damn thing stop me ³ ºÎÀÚ°¡ µÉ°Å°í, ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ³ª¸¦ ¸ø ¸·¾Æ See, I'm tired of this porshit º¸´Ù½ÃÇÇ ³ ÀÌ·± Â¥Áõ³ª´Â »óȲÀÌ ½È¾î And who the cops? Well they can suck my motherfuckin' dick! °æÂûÀÌ ¹ºµ¥? °Â³×µéÀº ³» °Å½Ã±â³ª »¡¶ó°í ÇØ! Cause all them niggaz ever do is harass Àú³ðµéÀº Ç×»ó ³î¸®±â¸¸ Çϴϱî That's why I came glad when I heard somebody swooped that ass (*gunshot*) ±×·¡¼ ±×³ðÀ» ´©°¡ ÇØÄ¡¿ü´Ù´Â ¼Ò½ÄÀ» µé¾úÀ» ¶§ ±â»¼´ø°ÅÁö Just to let ya know how I feel, word'em up ³» ±âºÐÀ» ¸»ÇØÁÖ°í ½Í¾ú¾î, ±×·¡ ¸Â¾Æ The fuckin' shit is real ÀÌ°Ç ´Ù Çö½ÇÀÌ¾ß Chorus: (*background cuts "Down on the real"*) Aiyyo its real Aiyyo ÀÌ°Ç Çö½ÇÀÌ¾ß Aiyyo the shit is real Aiyyo ÀÌ ¸ðµç°Ô Çö½ÇÀÌ¾ß The fuckin shit is real ÀÌ ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» ¸ðµç°Ô Çö½ÇÀÌ¾ß Aiyyo its real Aiyyo ÀÌ°Ç Çö½ÇÀÌ¾ß Verse Two: Now I'm sixteen and there's a brand new scene ÀÌÁ¦ 16»ìÀÌ µÇ¾ú´õ´Ï »õ·Î¿î dz°æÀÌ ÆîÃÄÁ® I'm makin' mad dupe, gettin' paid off the dope fiends (word) ³ ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ¸¸µé°í, Áßµ¶ÀÚµéÇÑÅ×¼ µ·À» ¹ú¾î (±×·¡) *?Deep in shit?* the checkin order, ±íÀÌ µé¾î¿ÔÁö, ÁÖ¹®À» È®ÀÎÇϰí and my main man Tone was fuckin everybody else's daughter ³» Ä£±¸ ToneÀº ¿©ÀÚ¶ó¸é ´©±¸µç µû¸Ô°í ´Ù³æ¾î See everybody knew in town that Joe and Tone had shit locked down µ¿³×ÀÇ ´©±¸³ª Joe¿Í ToneÀÌ °Åħ¾ø´Ù´Â °É ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾ú±â¿¡ And a nigga wouldn't test me ³¯ ½ÃÇèÇÏ´Â ³ðÀº ¾ø¾úÁö It seems like every other day the fucking cops arrest me (yea!) ÀÌÆ²¸¶´Ù °æÂûÀÌ ³ª¸¦ üÆ÷ÇÏ·Á°í µå´Âµí ÇßÁö (±×·¡!) But the shit would never stick ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³» ÀÏÀº ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ I make one phone call and he'll be out by quick ÀüÈ ÇÑ ¹ø ÇÏ¸é ±×´Â »¡¸® ³»°Ô·Î ¿ÀÁö Cause uncle Tan had my back Tan ¾ÆÀú¾¾°¡ ³¯ ÁöÄÑÁá±â¿¡ And now niggaz gettin' jealous cause they know I'm livin' fat ÀÌÁ¦ ¸ðµÎµé ³ª¸¦ ÁúÅõÇÏÁö, ³»°¡ »ì¸¸ Âǰ¡°í ÀÖÀ¸´Ï±î Talkin shit around the way and over block ³ª ¸ô·¡ ±æ °Ç³Ê¿¡¼ Çè´ãÀ» ÇÏÁö¸¸ But never in my face cause they knew I'd clap the glock ¾ó±¼ ¾Õ¿¡¼± ¸ø ÇØ, ³»°¡ ÃÑÀ» ½ò°Å¶õ °É ¾Ë±â¿¡ And my crew is mad deep ±×¸®°í ³» Å©·ç´Â ¹ÌÄ£ Áý´Ü I'm punchin crazy puerto rican, so why yo don't sleep (word!) ³ ¹ÌÄ£ Ǫ¿¡¸£Åä ¸®ÄÚÀÎ, ±×·¯´Ï ³Í °¡¼ ÀÚÁö ±×·¡ (±×·¡!) And all you bitch ass niggaz know the deal, check it out ³Ê³» °³³âµéÀº »óȲÀ» Àß ¾Ë°Å¾ß, µé¾îºÁ The fucking shit is real ÀÌ°Ç ¸ðµÎ Çö½ÇÀÌ¾ß Chorus Verse Three: Let me let ya know why I made this song (why!?) ÀÌ ³ë·¤ ¿Ö ¸¸µé¾ú´ÂÁö °¡¸£ÃÄÁÙ±î (¿Ö!?) Brothers can't deal with the real, word is bond ÇüÁ¦µéÀÌ Çö½ÇÀ» °ßµðÁö ¸øÇϱ⠶§¹®ÀÌÁö, ±×·¡ ¸Â¾Æ I'm sick and tired of these fake ass niggaz ÀÌ °¡Â¥ »õ³¢µéÀº ÀÌÁ¦ Áö°Ü¿ö Sayin' that they're catchin' bodies when they never pulled a trigga ¹æ¾Æ¼èµµ ¸ø ´ç°ÜºÃÀ¸¸é¼ ½Ãü¸¦ ¸¸µé¾ú´Ù°í »½À» Ä¡´Â ³ðµé I know ya style, I've seen it before ³ ´Ï ½ºÅ¸ÀÏÀ» ¾Ë¾Æ, ÀÌÀü¿¡ º» ÀûÀÌ ÀÖÁö You wearin' army suit, now you think you're hardcore ³Í ±ºº¹À» ÀÔ°í, ±×°Ô ÇϵåÄÚ¾î¶ó°í »ý°¢ÇØ Drinkin on your 40's, smokin on your blunts ¸ÆÁÖ¸¦ ¸¶½Ã°í, ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÇÇ¿ì°í Then afford a chainsaw, yo there ho fronts, yeah ¸ñ°ÉÀ̸¦ »ç, yo Àú±â ¿©ÀÚ°¡ ÀÖÀ¸´Ï ²¿¼ÅºÁ, yeah You fakin' the funk, kid ³Í ¼ÓÀÓ¼ö¸¦ ¾²°í ÀÖ¾î And you'd be *?kidnapped?* the ass if you ever did a fucking bid ¸¸¾à ±×·± ½ÄÀ¸·Î ºñÁî´Ï½º¸¦ ÇÏ¸é ³³Ä¡´çÇÏ°í ¸»°Å¾ß It's time to separate the real from the phony ÁøÂ¥¿Í °¡Â¥¸¦ ±¸ºÐÇÒ ½Ã°£ The name is Fat Joe, punk, act like you know me À̸§Àº Fat Joe´Ù, Ä£±¸, ³¯ ¾Æ´Â °Íó·³ ÇൿÇϱæ I come from crypt with that ruff shit °ÅÄ£ °ÍÀ» µé°í ÁöÇϽǿ¡¼ ³ª¿ÔÁö Nowadays I can't believe the *?bull/boo?* rappers come up with ¿äÁò µé¾î¼± ·¡ÆÛµéÀÌ µ¥¸®°í ³ª¿À´Â Çê¼Ò¸®¸¦ ¹ÏÀ» ¼ö°¡ ¾ø¾î And all you bitch ass niggaz know the deal, check it out ³Ê³» °³³âµéÀº »óȲÀ» Àß ¾Ë°Å¾ß, µé¾îºÁ The fucking shit is real ÀÌ°Ç ¸ðµÎ Çö½ÇÀÌ¾ß Chorus Outro: Word up! ±×·¡! I wanna say peace to my peeps, the Beatnuts Ä£±¸µé¿¡°Ô Àλ縦 ÇÏ°í ½Í±º, the Beatnuts Messengers Of Funk, strictly Roots Messengers Of Funk, ¹°·Ð Roots My man Four Flex, Zulu Nation ³» Ä£±¸ Four Flex, Zulu Nation Jazzy J in the house Jazzy J°¡ ¿©±â ¿Ô¾î Diamond D, the whole Diggin' In The Crates crew Diamond D, ¸ðµç Diggin' In the Crates Å©·ç And rest in peace to my man Tony Montana ±×¸®°í ³» Ä£±¸ Tony Montana ÆíÈ÷ ½¬±æ Aiyo, I'm out, word is bond Aiyo, ÀÌÁ¦ ³ª°¥°Ô, ±×·¡ The shit is real ÀÌ°Ç Çö½ÇÀÌ¾ß (*Premier cuts "Fat Joe's in town"*) "Fat Joe°¡ µ¿³×¿¡ ¿Ô¾î" |
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