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| subject : | [Nas]Black Republican |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
[Intro: Jay-Z] & (Nas) I know you can feel the magic baby ³Êµµ ÀÌ ¸¶¹ýÀÌ ´À²¸Áú°Å¾ß º£À̺ñ Turn the motherfuckin lights down ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» Á¶¸íÀ» ¾îµÓ°Ô Çϱæ Esco whuttup? (Whuttup homey) Esco ¾È³ç? (¾È³ç Ä£±¸) I mean.. it's what you expected ain't it? ±×·¯´Ï±î.. ³Êµµ ¿¹»óÇßÀÝ¾Æ ¾È ±×·¡? Let's go... uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh °¡ÀÚ... uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Turn the music up and the headphones À½¾Ç ¼Ò¸®¶û ÇìµåÆù º¼·ýÀ» ³ô¿© uh, Yea, that's perfect (Yea, right) uh, Yea, ¿Ïº®ÇØ (Yea, ¸Â¾Æ) Uh, we gots to take and make a nigga wait on this motherfucker Uh, »ç¶÷µéÀ» ±â´Ù¸®°Ô ¸¸µé¾î¾ß°Ú¾î (hahaha!) Make niggaz mad and shit like.. (ÇÏÇÏÇÏ!) ¸ðµÎ ȳª°Ô ÇÏ°í ¸»¾ß.. Niggaz usually just start rappin' after 4-bars, nigga go in º¸ÅëÀº 4¸¶µð Âë ¸»ÇÏ´Ù°¡ ·¦ÇÏÀݾÆ, ¾î¼ ½ÃÀÛÇØºÁ Start dancin' in this motherfucker ¿©±â ¾È¿¡¼ ÃãÀ» ÃçºÁ Yea, (Yea) niggaz come outta nowhere Yea, (Yea) ¿ì¸° °©Àڱ⠳ªÅ¸³ªÁö [Hook: Jay-Z] I feel like a Black Republican, money I got comin' in ¸¶Ä¡ ÈæÀÎ °øÈ´ç¿ø °°Àº ±âºÐÀ̾ß, µ·ÀÌ ¸¶±¸ µé¾î¿ÀÁö Can't turn my back on the hood, I got love for them °ÔÅ並 µîÁú ¼ø ¾ø¾î, ±×µéÀ» »ç¶ûÇϴϱî Can't clean my act up for good, too much thug in 'em ³»°¡ ÇÑ ÁþÀ» ¿ÏÀüÈ÷ Áö¿ï ¼ø ¾ø¾î, ³Ê¹« thug½º·¯¿ì´Ï±î Probably end up back in the hood, I'm like "Fuck it then" ¾î¼¸é ´Ù½Ã °ÔÅä¿¡ µ¹¾Æ¿À°ÚÁö, ±×¶© ±×³É "µÆ¾î Áý¾îÃÄ" [Verse 1: Jay-Z] Huddlin' over the oven, we was like brothers then (What?) ¿Àºì ÁÖº¯¿¡ ¸ðÀÎ, ¿ì¸° ±×¶§ ¸¶Ä¡ ÇüÁ¦ °°¾Ò¾î (¹¹?) Though you was nothin' other than a son of my mother's friend ³×°¡ ³» ¾ö¸¶ÀÇ Ä£±¸ÀÇ ¾ÆµéÀÏ »ÓÀ̾úÁö¸¸ We had governin', who would of thought the love would end ¿ì¸± ¾ï´©¸£´Â °ÍÀº, »ç¶ûÀÌ °ð ³¡³¯ °Å¶ó »ý°¢Çß´ø °Í(?) Like ice cold album, all good things ¸¶Ä¡ ¾ÆÁÖ Â÷°¡¿î ¾Ù¹üó·³, ¿Â°® ÁÁÀº °Íµé Neva thought we sing the same song that all hood sang ¿ì¸®°¡ °ÔÅä°¡ µû¶óºÎ¸£´Â °°Àº ³ë·¡¸¦ ºÎ¸£°Ô µÉ ÁÙÀº ¸ô¶úÁö Thought it was all wood-grain, all good brain ±×Àú °íÁý ¶§¹®ÀÎ ÁÙ ¾Ë¾ÒÁö, ÁÁÀº ¸Ó¸®µé You wouldn't bicker like the other fools talk good game ³Í ´Ù¸¥ ¹Ùº¸µéÀÌ ÁÁÀº °ÔÀÓÀ» ¾ê±âÇϵíÀÌ ¸»´ÙÅùÇÏÁø ¾Ê¾Ò¾î Neva imagine all the disasters that one good reign ÇÑ ¸íÀÇ Áö¹è°¡ °¡Á®¿Ã ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ¿Â°® Àç¾Óµµ Could bring!, should blame, the game, and I could »ó»óÇÏÁö ¸øÇßÁö! °ÔÀÓÀ», Å¿ÇØ¾ß°Ú±º, ³ °¡´ÉÇÏÁö It's kill or be killed, how could I refrain? Á×À̰ųª ÁװųªÀε¥, ¾î¶»°Ô Âü°Ú¾î? And foreva be in debt, that's neva a good thing ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ºúÀ» Áø »óÅÂ, ±×°Ç Àý´ë ÁÁÀº°Ô ¾Æ³Ä To the pressure for success can put a good strain ¼º°øÀ» ÇâÇÑ ¾Ð¹Ú°¨Àº ³×°¡ ÃÖ°í¶ó°í Çϴ ģ±¸¸¦ On a friend you call best, and yes it could bring ±äÀå½Ãų ¼ö ÀÖÁö, ±×¸®°í ¶Ç ´©±¸¶óµµ Out the worst in every person, even the good and sane ÃÖ¾ÇÀ¸·Î ÇൿÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µé ¼ö ÀÖÁö, ÁÁÀº À̵ç Á¤½Å ¸ÖÂÄÇÑ À̵ç Though we rehearsed, it's just ain't the same ¿ì¸®°¡ ¿¬½ÀÀ» Çϱä Ç߾, ¿©ÀüÈ÷ °°Áú ¾Ê¾Æ When you put in the game at age sixteen 16»ì¿¡ °ÔÀÓ¿¡ µé¾î¼¸é Then you mix things: like cars, jewelry, and miss things ³Í ¿Â°® °É ¼¯Áö: Â÷³ª, º¸¼®, ¿©ÀÚ °°Àº °Íµé Jealousy, ego, and pride, and this brings ÁúÅõ, ÀÚÁ¸½É, ÀÚ¸¸, ±×¸®°í À̰͵éÀÌ °¡Á®¿À´Â °Íµé It all to a head like coin, cha-ching ¸ðµÎ µ¿Àüó·³ ¸Ó¸®(head)¸¦ ÇâÇØ, ¸±×¶û *head - µ¿Àü¿¡¼ Àι°ÀÌ »õ°ÜÁ®ÀÖ´Â ¸éÀ» head¶ó°í ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. The root of evil strikes again, this could sting ¾ÇÀÇ »Ñ¸®°¡ ´Ù½Ã °ø°ÝÇØ¿À³×, Á» µû°¡¿ï ¼ö ÀÖ¾î Now the team got beef between the Post and the Point ÀÌÁ¦ ÆÀ¿¡°Õ Post¿Í Point »çÀÌÀÇ ½Î¿òÀÌ »ý°åÁö This puts the ring in jeopardy - indefinitely ÀÌ°Ç ¿øÀ» À§Çè¿¡ ºü¶ß·Á - ¹«±âÇÑÀ¸·Î [Hook: Jay-Z] [Hook: Nas] I feel like a black militant takin' over the government ¸¶Ä¡ Á¤ºÎ¿¡ Äíµ¥Å¸ÇÏ´Â ÈæÀÎ ±º»ç °°Àº ±âºÐÀÌ¾ß Can't turn my back on the hood, too much love for them °ÔÅ並 µîÁú ¼ø ¾ø¾î, ³Ê¹« »ç¶ûÀÌ ¸¹À¸´Ï±î Can't clean my act up for good, too much thug in 'em ³»°¡ ÇÑ ÁþÀ» ¿ÏÀüÈ÷ Áö¿ï ¼ø ¾ø¾î, ³Ê¹« thug½º·¯¿ì´Ï±î Probably end up back in the hood, I'm like "Fuck it then" ¾î¼¸é ´Ù½Ã °ÔÅä¿¡ µ¹¾Æ¿À°ÚÁö, ±×¶© ±×³É "µÆ¾î Áý¾îÃÄ" [Verse 2: Nas] I'm back in the hood, they like, "Hey Nas" (Uh) ³ °ÔÅä¿¡ µ¹¾Æ¿Í, ±×µéÀº ¿ÜÃÄ "À̺Á Nas" (Uh) Blowin' on purp', reflectin' on they lives ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÇÇ¿ì¸é¼, ±×µéÀÇ »îÀ» »ý°¢ÇØ Couple of fat cats, couple of A.I.'s ¸ÚÀïÀÌ ³ðµé µÎ¼¼¸í, A.I. µÎ¼¼¸í Dreamin' of fly shit instead of them gray skies Àú »Ñ¿¬ ÇÏ´Ã ´ë½Å ¸ÚÁø °É ²Þ²Ù°í ÀÖÁö Gray 5's, hatah's wishin' our reign dies ȸ»ö 5's(?), ÀûµéÀº ¿ì¸®ÀÇ Áö¹è°¡ ³¡³ª±æ ¹Ù¶ó Pitch, sling pies, and niggaz they sing, "why"? »óǰ, ¾àÀ» ÆÈ¾Æ, ±×¸®°í »ç¶÷µéÀº ³ë·¡ÇÏÁö "¿Ö"? Guess they ain't strong enough to handle their jail time ÀÚ±â³× ¡¿ª»ìÀ̸¦ ÇØ³»±â¿£ °ÇÏÁö ¾ÊÀº°¡ºÁ Weak minds, keep tryin', follow the street signs ¾àÇÑ ¸¶À½, °è¼Ó ³ë·ÂÇØºÁ, °Å¸®ÀÇ Ç¥ÁöÆÇÀ» µû¶ó°¡ I'm standin' on the roof of my building ³ ³» ºôµùÀÇ ÁöºØ À§¿¡ ¼ÀÖ¾î I'm feelin' - the whirlwind of beef, I inhale it ±âºÐÀº - ½Î¿òÀÇ ¼Ò¿ëµ¹ÀÌ ¼Ó, ³ µéÀ̸¶½¬¾î Just like an acrobat ready to hurl myself through the hoops of fire ¸¶Ä¡ °î¿¹»çó·³ ºÒŸ´Â ¸µÀ» ÅëÇØ ¶Ù¾îµé¾î°¥ Áغñ°¡ µÆ¾î Sippin' 80 proof, bulletproof under my attire ¼úÀ» Á¶±Ý¾¿ ¸¶¼Å, ¿Ê ¾È¿¡´Â ¹æÅºÁ¶³¢ Could it be the forces of darkness, against hood angels of good ¾îµÒÀÇ ÈûÀΰɱî, °Å¸®ÀÇ Á¤Ä¡ÀÎÀÌ µÇ´Â That forms street politics - makes a sweet honest kid °ÔÅäÀÇ ÂøÇÑ Ãµ»çµé°ú ¸Â¼ - ´ÞÄÞÇϰí Á¤Á÷ÇÑ ²¿¸¶°¡ µÇÁö Turn illegal for commerce - to get his feet out of them Converse ºÒ¹ýÀ» »ó¾÷À¸·Î ¹Ù²ã - ¹ß¿¡ ½Å°ÜÁø Converse¸¦ ¹þ±â±â À§ÇØ That's my word ±×°Ô ³»°¡ ÇϰíÇ ¸»ÀÌ¾ß [Hook: Jay-Z] [Hook: Nas] |
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