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| subject : | [Talib Kweli & Hi-Tek]Good Mourning |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
"Good morning, Brook-nam" "ÁÁÀº ¾ÆÄ§ÀÔ´Ï´Ù, Brook-nam" *¾î¶² ¿µÈÀÎÁö´Â ±â¾ï Àß ¾È³ªÁö¸¸, Robin Williams°¡ ¿ù³²Àü¿¡¼ "Good morning, Vietnam!"À̶ó´Â ¸»·Î ½ÃÀÛÇÏ´Â ¹æ¼ÛÀ» ¸ÃÀº DJ·Î ³ª¿À´Â ¿µÈ°¡ ÀÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù. Brook-namÀº Brooklyn + Vietnam. Another stop... on the train ¶Ç´Ù¸¥.. ±âÂ÷¿ª (wake up... wake up... wake up...) (ÀϾ... ÀϾ... ÀϾ...) We come to a stop that everybody got to make... ¿ì¸®´Â ´©±¸³ª ¼±ÅÃÀ» Çϱâ À§ÇØ ¸ØÃç¼°Ô µÅ... Whether you local or express º¸Åë ¿Â÷¸¦ ÅÀµç ±ÞÇà ¿Â÷¸¦ ÅÀµç [Talib Kweli] What's the meanin of ghettofabulous °ÔÅäÀÇ ¸ÚÀ̶õ ¹«½¼ ¶æÀΰ¡ Not ridin the back of the bus ¹ö½º µÞÆí¿¡ Ÿ°í ´Ù´Ï´Â °Ô ¾Æ´Ï¾ß I'm a revolutionary antagonist ³ª´Â Çõ¸í±ºÀÇ ¹Ýµ¿ Àι° Some playas is mad at us for just doin our music out of love ¸î¸î Ç÷¹À̾îµéÀº ¿ì¸®°¡ »ç¶ûÀÇ À½¾ÇÀ» ÇÑ´Ù´Â »ç½Ç ¶§¹®¿¡ ȸ¦ ³» Some underground heads is hatin cause we have fun at clubs ¸î¸î ¾ð´õ±×¶ó¿îµå ´ë°¡¸®µéÀº ¿ì¸®°¡ Ŭ·´¿¡¼ Àç¹Ì¸¦ º»´Ù°í ¹Ì¿öÇØ I'm probably on some government list for my rhymin ¾Æ¸¶ ³» ¶óÀÌ¹Ö ½ºÅ³ ¶§¹®¿¡ ³ Á¤ºÎ ¸®½ºÆ®¿¡ ¿Ã¶óÀÖÀ»°É You a fool if you don't think they already tapped your line ³× ÀüȰ¡ µµÃ»ÀÌ ¾È µÇ¾îÀÖ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÑ´Ù¸é ³Ê´Â ¹Ùº¸ Medicine is big business so my remedies is herbal ¾àÀº ´ë±Ô¸ð »ç¾÷, ±×·¡¼ ³» Ä¡·áÁ¦´Â ¾à°ú °°¾Æ It's music is for the people so we Reflection Eternal ±× À½¾ÇÀº »ç¶÷µéÀ» À§ÇÑ °Í, ±×·¡¼ ¿ì¸° Reflection Eternal Listen, you hear the difference between science and science fiction µé¾îºÁ, ³Êµµ °úÇаú °ø»ó °úÇÐÀÇ Â÷À̸¦ µé¾îºÃ°ÚÁö We blow it out like if you leave on every appliance in the kitchen ¿ì¸° ¸¶Ä¡ ºÎ¾ýÀÇ ÀüÀÚ±â±â¸¦ ÇÑ ¹ø¿¡ ´Ù ÄѳùÀ» ¶§Ã³·³ at once; still rolling kind bud in Cuban blunts Æø¹ßÇØ; ¿©ÀüÈ÷ Äí¹Ù»ê ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ¸»¾Æ On the corner watchin how kids comin to Brooklyn for they fronts ±¸¼®¿¡¼ Brooklyn¿¡ ¿À´Â ²¿¸¶µéÀ» ÁöÄѺÁ Niggas run past what they need chasing after what they want ÈæÀεéÀº ±×µéÀÌ ¿øÇÏ´Â °É ÂÑ´À¶ó ÇÊ¿äÇÑ °ÍÀ» Áö³ªÃÄ Fuckin chumps, you walk down the street and get jumped ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» ¹Ùº¸µé, ³Í °Å¸®¸¦ °È´Ù°¡ ½À°Ý´çÇØ Brooklyn cats like to bubble out of town no lookin back Brooklyn ³ðµéÀº µÚµµ ¾È µ¹¾Æº¸°í µµ½Ã ¹ÛÀ¸·Î °¡±æ ÁÁ¾ÆÇØ When you a ghetto chef you mastered the art of cookin crack °ÔÅäÀÇ ¿ä¸®»ç¶ó´Â °Ç ÄÚÄ«ÀÎÀ» ¿ä¸®ÇÏ´Â ¹ýÀ» ¹è¿ü´Ù´Â °Í Some get caught sleepin on the Mother City so when they go ¸î¸îÀº ÄÉÀÌÇÁŸ¿î(³²¾Æ°ø)¿¡¼ ÀÚ´Ù°¡ ÀâÇô, ±×·¡¼ ±×µéÀº They come back as tales of niggas we used to know ¿ì¸®µéÀÌ ¾Æ´Â À̾߱âÀÇ ÁÖÀΰøÀÌ µÇ¾î µ¹¾Æ¿ÀÁö Never looked up to see the stars in all they heavenly glory õ»óÀÇ ¿µ±¤ ¼Ó¿¡¼µµ ÇÏ´ÃÀÇ º°À» ¿Ã·Á´Ùº¸Áö ¾Ê¾Ò¾î Just straight ahead cause the peripheral is buildings with mad stories ÁÖº¯Àº ¹ÌÄ£ À̾߱âµé·Î °¡µæÇÑ ºôµùµéÀÌ´Ï Á÷ÁøÇÒ ¼ö ¹Û¿¡ Not floors but dramas is played out, shorties get laid out ¹«´ë´Â ¾Æ´ÏÁö¸¸ ¿¬±ØÀÌ ÁøÇàµÅ, ´©±º°¡ Á¸Áß½Éó·³ like respect and fade out like TV sets ³»ÆØ°³ÃÄÁö°í TV ¼¼Æ®Ã³·³ ÆäÀÌµå ¾Æ¿ôµÅ into the banks of our memories (let it be) we'll never forget you ¿ì¸®ÀÇ ±â¾ïÀÇ ÀºÇàÀ¸·Î (±×³É ³öµÖ) ³Î ÀØÁö ¾ÊÀ»°Ô Lyin on your deathbed askin for God to bless you ³×°¡ Á×¾ú´ø ÀÚ¸®¿¡ ´©¿ö ½ÅÀÌ ³×°Ô ÃູÀ» ³»·ÁÁÖ±æ ±âµµÇÏÁö [Hook: Talib Kweli] Good mourning, good afternoon, good night ÁÁÀº ¾Öµµ, ÁÁÀº Çѳ·, ÁÁÀº ¹ã *'ÁÁÀº ¾ÆÄ§', 'ÁÁÀº ¹ã'À̶ó°í ÇÏ¸é ¾î»öÇÏÁö ¾ÊÀºµ¥ good afternoonÀº-_- What have you done with your life? ³× »îÀ» °¡Áö°í ¹» ÇØ¹ö¸°°Å¾ß? Everybody time comes to be embraced by the light ´©±¸³ª ºûÀÌ °¨½Î¾È¾ÆÁÖ´Â ½Ã°£ÀÌ ¿Í You only scared to die when you ain't livin right, man »îÀÌ ¿ÇÁö ¾ÊÀ» ¶§¸¸ Á×À½ÀÌ µÎ·Á¿î °ÅÁö I'm puttin up a hellafied fight ³ Áö¿Á °°Àº ½Î¿òÀ» °ßµ®³ª°¡ {*Hi Tek scratch: "Stay awake to the ways of the world"*} ("¼¼»óÀÇ ±æ À§¿¡¼ Ç×»ó ±ú¾îÀÖ±æ") [Talib Kweli] I need you all to be clear on exactly what I'm sayin ¸ðµÎµé ³»°¡ ÇÏ´Â ¸»À» ÀÚ¼¼È÷ µé¾îºÁ With your attention span I understand that I ain't playin ³×°¡ ÁÖ¸ñÇÒ ¶§ ³ªµµ ³»°¡ Àå³Ä¡´Â °Ô ¾Æ´Ï¶ó´Â °É ¾Ë°Ô µÅ You mistaken if you somehow think it's just me you facin ¸¸¾à ³×°¡ ³ª¿Í¸¸ ´ë¸éÇϰí ÀÖ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÑ´Ù¸é ±×°Ç ½Ç¼ö¾ß Starin me down while your enemy is standin adjacent ÀûÀÌ ¿·¿¡ ¼Àִµ¥ ³ª¸¦ ¾Æ·¡·Î ³ë·Áº¸³× My heart is racin but I know just what I stand for ³» ½ÉÀåÀº ºü¸£°Ô ¶ÙÁö¸¸ ³ ³»°¡ ¹«¾ùÀ» ´ëÇ¥ÇÏ´ÂÁö ¾Ë¾Æ We chasin death carelessly like +Jessica+, I +Care Moore+ ¿ì¸° »ý°¢¾øÀÌ Á×À½À» ÂÑ¾Æ ¸¶Ä¡ Jessicaó·³, ³ "Moore¿¡°Ô ½Å°æ ½á" *ÈæÀÎ ½ÃÀÎ Jessica Care MooreÀÇ À̸§À» ÀÌ¿ëÇÑ ¾ð¾îÀ¯Èñ. Who said, "Just because no one can understand how you speak ±×³à´Â ¸»ÇßÁö, "¾Æ¹«µµ ³× ¸»À» ÀÌÇØ ¸ø ÇÑ´Ù°í ÇØ¼ don't necessarily mean that what you be sayin is deep" Ç×»ó ³×°¡ ÇÏ´Â ¸»ÀÌ ½É¿ÀÇÑ °ÍÀº ¾Æ´Ï´Ù" In case you die in your sleep you ask the Lord for a blessin ÀÚ´Ù°¡ Á×À» ¶§¿¡ ´ëºñÇØ ³Ê´Â ÀÚ±â Àü¿¡ ½Å¿¡°Ô °¡È£¸¦ ±âµµÇÏÁö Sometimes they sneak up so quiet that the silence is deafenin °¡²û Á×À½Àº ³Ê¹« Á¶¿ëÇØ¼ °í¿ä°¡ ±Í¸¦ ¸Ö°ÔÇÒ Á¤µµ¾ß You'll never know who the assassin is until it's your time to go ³Í Á×À» ¶§°¡ µÉ ¶§±îÁö ¾Ï»ìÀÚ°¡ ´©±¸ÀÎÁö ¸ð¸£Áö Your life is flashin, askin for forgiveness but you move too slow ³× »îÀÌ ½ºÃÄÁö³ª°¡, ¿ë¼¸¦ ±¸ÇÏÁö¸¸ µ¿ÀÛÀÌ ³Ê¹« ´À·Á Now the people that you love bear the pain that you once harbored ÀÌÁ¦ ³×°¡ »ç¶ûÇÏ´ø »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ÇѶ§ ³×°¡ °¡Á³´ø °íÅëÀ» °®°ÔµÇÁö You was livin for yourself so you could never be a martyr ³Í ÀڽŸ¸À» À§ÇØ »ì¾ÒÀ¸´Ï ¼ø±³ÀÚ°¡ µÉ ¼ö ¾ø¾î Life is hard, death is harder; you somebody baby father »îÀº Èûµé°í, Á×À½Àº ´õ Èûµç °Í; ³Í ´©±º°¡ÀÇ ¾Æ¹öÁö¸ç Someone's lover, son of your mother, somebody brother ´©±º°¡ÀÇ »ç¶ûÀ̰í, ³× ¾î¸Ó´ÏÀÇ ¾ÆµéÀ̰í, ´©±º°¡ÀÇ ÇüÁ¦ Somebody nigga, now your spirit in the air like a whisper ´©±º°¡ÀÇ Ä£±¸Áö, ÀÌÁ¦ ³× ¿µÈ¥Àº Çã°ø¿¡ È֯Ķ÷ó·³ ¶°µ¹¾Æ Hearin your name mentioned when we pourin out some liquor ³× À̸§ÀÌ ¾ð±ÞµÇ¸é ¿ì¸° ¼úÀ» ÀÜ¿¡ µû¶ó The days go by quicker and the nights don't seem to differ ÇÏ·çÇÏ·ç´Â ´õ ºü¸£°Ô Èê·¯°¡°í ¹ãÀº ´Þ¶óÁöÁö ¾ÊÁö It's gettin cold, so I shivered and asked my soul to be delivered Á¡Á¡ Ãß¿öÁ®, ±×·¡¼ ³ ¸öÀ» ¶³¸é¼ ¿µÈ¥ÀÌ Àü´ÞµÇ±â¸¦ ºÎŹÇß¾î [Hook: Talib Kweli] Good mourning, good afternoon, good night ÁÁÀº ¾Öµµ, ÁÁÀº Çѳ·, ÁÁÀº ¹ã What have you done with your life? ³× »îÀ» °¡Áö°í ¹» ÇØ¹ö¸°°Å¾ß? Everybody time comes to be embraced by the light ´©±¸³ª ºûÀÌ °¨½Î¾È¾ÆÁÖ´Â ½Ã°£ÀÌ ¿Í You only scared to die when you ain't livin right, man »îÀÌ ¿ÇÁö ¾ÊÀ» ¶§¸¸ Á×À½ÀÌ µÎ·Á¿î °ÅÁö I'm puttin up a hellafied fight ³ Áö¿Á °°Àº ½Î¿òÀ» °ßµ®³ª°¡ {*Hi Tek scratch: "Stay awake to the ways of the world"*} ("¼¼»óÀÇ ±æ À§¿¡¼ Ç×»ó ±ú¾îÀÖ±æ") [Talib Kweli] Yo, the time come for everybody.. Yo, ´©±¸¿¡°Ô³ª ±× ¶§°¡ ¿Í... It ain't somethin you can really prepare for Á¦´ë·Î ÁغñÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀÌ ¾Æ´ÏÁö Yo, yo, Mad Duke, rock rock on and Yo, yo, Mad Duke, °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡ Curtis Mayfield, rock rock on and Curtis Mayfield, °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡ Grover Washington, rock rock on and Grover Washington, °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡ My Aunt Hazel, rock rock on and ³» À̸ð Hazel, °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡ Big L, rock rock on and Big L, °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡ Freaky Tah rock rock on and Freaky Tah °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡ Jerome Green, rock rock on and Jerome Green, °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡ Slang Ton, rock rock on and Slang Ton, °è¼Ó °è¼Ó °¡ We celebrate life.. {*echoes*} ¿ì¸° »îÀ» Ãàº¹ÇØ.. |
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