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| subject : | [2pac]Dumpin' |
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[Chorus: Carl Thomas] Who you are, ³Ê´Â ´©±¸Àΰ¡ One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, thug¿Í ÃÑ»ó ¾Æ·¡ Çϳª·Î ¹¶Ä£ ³ª¶ó Young nation, no revolution and no cause, ¾î¸° ±¹°¡, Çõ¸íµµ ÀÌÀ¯µµ ¾ø´Â One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, ÇϳªÀÇ ³ª¶ó, Áö±Ý±îÁö ¾î¸®°í, °Ë°í À§ÇèÇÑ Young nation just trying to get this ±×Àú ÀÌ°É ¾òÀ¸·Á°í ÇÏ´Â ¾î¸° ±¹°¡ [Verse 1: 2pac] Murderers mind state, Can't keep my nine straight, »ìÀÎÀÚÀÇ ¸¶À½, ±ÇÃÑÀ» ¶È¹Ù·Î µé ¼ö°¡ ¾ø¾î Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break, Hennessy¸¦ ¸¶½Ã¸é¼, ¶ÙÃijª°¥ ½Ã°£À» ±â´Ù¸®°í ÀÖÁö Show up and muthafuckas bow down, recognize ³ªÅ¸³ª¸é °³ÀڽĵéÀº ¹«¸À» ²Ý¾î, ¾Ë¾Æº¸±æ Westside, Death Row, Outlaw, Ridaz, ¼ºÎ, Death Row, Outlaw, °»½ºÅ͵é Untouchable mob of pistol packers, °Çµå¸± ¼ö ¾ø´Â ±ÇÃÑ ¹«Àå Æøµµµé Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers', '¸¶¾àÀ» ÆÄ´Â ÀÚºñ ¾ø´Â °µµ'·Î ³«ÀÎ ÂïÈù À¯¸íÇÑ ÁßÁËÀÎ Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs, ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ½Ã²ô·´°Ô ±¼·¡, thug¿Í °³µé°ú ÇÔ²² ´Ù´ÏÁö Commence the letting off rounds, then escape in the fog, ÃÑÀ» ½î´Â °É ½ÃÀÛÇϰí, ¾È°³ ¼Ó¿¡ Å»ÃâÇØ Who wants to see me solo? Catch Makaveli while he sleeping, ³»°¡ È¥ÀÚ ÀÖ´Â°É º¸°í ½Í¾î? Makaveli°¡ Àß ¶§ ´Ù°¡¿ÍºÁ My mini fourteen murdering niggaz while they creepin, (Uh) ³» ¹Ì´Ï 14´Â ±â¾î¿À´ø ³ðµéÀ» Á׿© (Uh) Duck cause you ass out, Drink 'til you pass out, ¾þµå·Á ´Ï ¾ûµ¢À̰¡ ³ª¿Ô¾î, ±âÀýÇÒ ¶§±îÁö ¼úÀ» ¸¶¼Å Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my glass house, Á×´Â °Ç µÎ·ÆÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ³» À¯¸® Áý ¾È¿¡¼ À½ÁÖ¿îÀüÀ» ÇÏÁö Niggaz is under me, They bitches come to me, ´©±º°¡ ³» ¾Æ·¡ ÀÖ°í, ±×µéÀÇ ¿©ÀÚµéÀÌ ³»°Ô ¿Í They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see, ±×µéµµ ¾ê±â¸¦ µé¾ú°í, ÀÌÁ¦ ´«À¸·Î È®ÀÎÇϰíÇ °ÅÁö Born First, my motto, it's fully guaranteed, ù¹øÂ°·Î ž´Ù, ³ªÀÇ ¸ðÅä, ¿ÏÀü º¸ÀåµÇ¾îÀÖÁö Niggaz is playa haters, label them my enemies, and dump 'em ¸ðµÎµé Ç÷¹À̾ ¹Ì¿öÇÏ´Â ³ðµé, ±×µéÀ» ³» ÀûÀ¸·Î ÀÓ¸íÇϰí, ¹ö·Á¹ö·Á [Chorus: Carl Thomas] Who you are, ³Ê´Â ´©±¸Àΰ¡ One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, thug¿Í ÃÑ»ó ¾Æ·¡ Çϳª·Î ¹¶Ä£ ³ª¶ó Young nation, no revolution and no cause, ¾î¸° ±¹°¡, Çõ¸íµµ ÀÌÀ¯µµ ¾ø´Â One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, ÇϳªÀÇ ³ª¶ó, Áö±Ý±îÁö ¾î¸®°í, °Ë°í À§ÇèÇÑ Young nation just trying to get this ±×Àú ÀÌ°É ¾òÀ¸·Á°í ÇÏ´Â ¾î¸° ±¹°¡ [Verse 2: Hussein Fatal] When it's on, I'm poppin' off every chance I get, ½ÃÀÛÇϸé, ³ ±âȸ°¡ »ý±æ ¶§¸¶´Ù ÃÑÀ» ½÷ Out the window on some uptown anthem shit, Àµ¿³× Ãà°¡¸¦ µé°í¼ â¹® ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ³ª¿Í I'm stressin', but ain't no pressure, I been here before, Â¥ÁõÀº ³ªÁö¸¸, ¾Ð¹ÚÀº ¾ø¾î, ¿©±ä Àü¿¡µµ ¿ÍºÃÁö Fugitive taskforce at my girlfriends' door, ³» ¿©ÀÚÄ£±¸³× ¹® ¾Õ¿¡ Çdz¹ÎµéÀÇ Æ¯¼öºÎ´ë Now they checkin' in her bedroom, I ain't there, ±×µéÀº ±×³àÀÇ Ä§½ÇÀ» È®ÀÎÇØ, ³ °Å±â¿¡ ¾øÁö Forty Cals, extended clips, still I ain't scared, 40±¸°æ, È®Àå źâ, ¿©ÀüÈ÷ µÎ·ÆÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me alive, Outlaw, ±×µéÀÌ ³¯ »ì·ÁµÎÁö ¾ÊÀ»°Å¶õ °Ç È®½ÇÇÏÁö I'm different and I'mma prove it if it take me to die, ³ ´Ù¸£°í, Á×¾î¾ßÇÑ´Ù°í ÇØµµ ±×°É Áõ¸íÇϰھî You think God had a plan for me? ½ÅÀÌ ³¯ À§ÇØ °èȹÀ» °¡Áö°í °è½Ã´Ù°í? But he won't be layin' up in my casket or doin' life in the can for me, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×´Â ³» °ü¿¡ ´©¿ö°è½Ã°Å³ª, ³» ´ë½Å °¨¿Á¿¡¼ ¹«±â¡¿ªÀ» »ìÁø ¾Ê°ÚÁö Maybe I'm brazen or paranoid than a bitch, ¾î¼¸é ³ ö¸éÇǰųª, °èÁý¾Öº¸´Ù ÆíÁýÁõÀÏÁöµµ Me dyin', you think I'd let him see the joy from that shit? ³ Á׾, ±×·± ±×¸¦ Áñ°Ì°Ô ÇÒ Àå¸éÀ», ±×°¡ º¸°Ô ÇÒ°Å °°¾Æ? Walking dead, angels spend their last days by me, Á׾ °É¾î°¡, õ»çµéÀº ³» ¿·¿¡¼ ±×µéÀÇ ¸¶Áö¸· ³¯À» º¸³»Áö New Jersey Giant like Dave Tyree, Dave Tyree °°Àº ´ºÀúÁöÀÇ °ÅÀÎ(Giant) *Dave Tyree - David Tyree. New York Giants ¼Ò¼Ó ¹Ì½ÄÃ౸ ¼±¼ö. Young George or Jonathan Chat, Your guns clap, Young George ¶Ç´Â Jonathan Chat, ³× ÃÑÀº ÆãÇϰí *Young George - ÇѶ§ New York Giants ÄÚÄ¡¿´À½. Jonathan ChatÀº Àß ¸ð¸£°ÚÁö¸¸ ¿ª½Ã ±× ÆÀ°ú °ü·ÃÀÌ Àִµí? Mine will go 'br-r-r-r-att', Soldier like Geronimo Pratt, ³» °ÍÀº 'br-r-r-r-att', Geronimo Pratt °°Àº ±ºÀÎ And come through cockin' tha black pound, °ËÀº ÃÑÀ» ÀåÀüÇÏ°í¼ ´Ù°¡¼Áö When they put the twin towers up, Pac, I'm knockin' 'em back down, ½ÖµÕÀÌ ºôµù ¼¼¿öÁö¸é, Pac, ³»°¡ ´Ù ¹«³Ê¶ß¸±°Å¾ß Foster child, Air Force Ones, with the crocodile checks, ¾ç¾Æµé, ¾Ç¾î¹«´Ì°¡ ±×·ÁÁø Air Force Ones I'm supposed to wild sex, ³ °ÅÄ¥°Ô ¼½½º¸¦ ÇØ¾ßÇØ Money and murder is all I breathe in my life, µ·°ú »ìÀÎÀº ³»°¡ »ì¾Æ°¡¸é¼ ¼û½¬´Â ÀüºÎ It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night, ÀçÆÇ°üµé°ú ¹ã¿¡ ÀûÀ» ÂÑ´Â ÀÏ·Î °¡µæÇÏÁö Through the Henny, I see the eyes of the Devil, Henny¸¦ ÅëÇØ, ³ª´Â ¾Ç¸¶ÀÇ ´«À» ºÁ He's ridin' with extra boxes of bullets and a nina and a shovel ±×´Â ±ÇÃѰú ¿©ºÐÀÇ ÃÑ¾Ë »óÀÚ¿Í »ðÀ» µé°í ´Þ¸®°í ÀÖ¾î [Chorus: Carl Thomas] Who you are, ³Ê´Â ´©±¸Àΰ¡ One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, thug¿Í ÃÑ»ó ¾Æ·¡ Çϳª·Î ¹¶Ä£ ³ª¶ó Young nation, no revolution and no cause, ¾î¸° ±¹°¡, Çõ¸íµµ ÀÌÀ¯µµ ¾ø´Â One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, ÇϳªÀÇ ³ª¶ó, Áö±Ý±îÁö ¾î¸®°í, °Ë°í À§ÇèÇÑ Young nation just trying to get this ±×Àú ÀÌ°É ¾òÀ¸·Á°í ÇÏ´Â ¾î¸° ±¹°¡ [Verse 3: Papoose] I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with Pac, Ç×»ó ³ 2pac°ú °°ÀÌ °îÀ» ÇÏ·Á¸é Á×¾î¾ßÇÑ´Ù°í »ý°¢Çß¾úÁö So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard box, ±×·¡¼ ³ ¹«´ý¿¡ ¹¯Èù ÀÚÀÇ °üÁ¡¿¡¼ °¡»ç¸¦ ½è¾î You end up in the box 'cause them grave robbin' bastards, ³Í °á±¹ »óÀÚ ¼Ó¿¡ ÃĹÚÇô, Àú µµ±¼ÇÏ´Â °³ÀڽĵéÀÌ Dig your grave up and snatched you out the casket, ´Ï ¹«´ýÀ» ÆÄ°í ³Î °ü¿¡¼ ²¨³Â°Åµç Worms in my eyes, eating through my cabbage, ³» ´«¿¡´Â Áö··ÀÌ, ³ú¸¦ ÆÄ¸Ô¾î°¡ The flesh to the bones, The bones to the ashes, ÇǺδ »À·Î, »À´Â Àç·Î But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a session ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ Á×Áö ¾Ê¾Ò¾î, »ç½ÇÀº °îÀ» ³ìÀ½ ÁßÀÌÁö with the Pac Keeper, Sha Money, progressing, Pac KeeperÀÎ Sha Money¿Í ÇÔ²², ¹ßÀüÇϰí ÀÖ¾î They don't really want no drama, I know they goons, ±×µéÀº »ç°í µûÀ§ ¿øÄ¡ ¾Ê¾Æ, ±×·± ¹Ùº¸µéÀ» Àß ¾ËÁö That's why I keep pressure on 'em like a open wound, ±×·¡¼ ³ Ȱ¦ ¹ú·ÁÁø »óóó·³ ±×µé¿¡°Ô ¾Ð¹ÚÀ» °¡ÇØ This God given, he keep givin' me better music, ÀÌ°Ç ½ÅÀÌ ÁֽаÍ, ±×ºÐÀº ³»°Ô ´õ ³ªÀº À½¾ÇÀ» °è¼Ó ÁÖ½ÃÁö So every time you hear me, my songs present improvement, ±×·¯´Ï ´Ï°¡ ³ª¸¦ µéÀ» ¶§¸¶´Ù, ³» ³ë·¡´Â ¹ßÀüÀ» º¸¿© Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever losin', ³Ê³Ù ³¯ Á×ÀÏ ¼ö ¾ø¾î, ³Ê³Ù ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ÆÐ¹èÀÚ Songs of evolution, If I load your gun for you ÁøÈÀÇ ³ë·¡, ¸¸¾à ³Î À§ÇØ ÃÑÀ» ´ë½Å ÀåÀüÇØÁÖ°í and we bang it out with some other niggas, you better shoot it, ¿ì¸®°¡ ´Ù¸¥ ³ðµé°ú ¸Â¼¼ ÃÑÀ» ½î°Ô µÉ ¶§, ³Êµµ ½î´Â°Ô ÁÁ¾Æ Don't try to lie and say you was bustin', I'm clever, stupid, °ÅÁþ¸»·Î ½ú¾ú´Ù°í ¸»ÇÏÁö¸¶, ³ ¶È¶ÈÇÏ´Ù°í, ¹Ùº¸¾ß Claimin' you reppin' Ruthless, ´Ï°¡ Ruthless¸¦ ´ëÇ¥ÇÑ´Ù°í You got the same bullets you had when I loaded it for you, you never used it, ³»°¡ ³Î À§ÇØ ÀåÀüÇØÁá´ø ÃѾËÀÌ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ÃÑ ¾È¿¡ ÀÖÀݾÆ, ¾²Áú ¾Ê¾ÒÀ¸´Ï±î The Nasareema dream, get ready for execution, NasareemaÀÇ ²Þ, »çÇü Áغñ¸¦ Çϱæ Papoose, Fatal and Pac, The revolution Papoose, Fatal°ú Pac, Çõ¸íÀÌ¾ß [Chorus: Carl Thomas] Who you are, ³Ê´Â ´©±¸Àΰ¡ One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, thug¿Í ÃÑ»ó ¾Æ·¡ Çϳª·Î ¹¶Ä£ ³ª¶ó Young nation, no revolution and no cause, ¾î¸° ±¹°¡, Çõ¸íµµ ÀÌÀ¯µµ ¾ø´Â One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, ÇϳªÀÇ ³ª¶ó, Áö±Ý±îÁö ¾î¸®°í, °Ë°í À§ÇèÇÑ Young nation just trying to get this ±×Àú ÀÌ°É ¾òÀ¸·Á°í ÇÏ´Â ¾î¸° ±¹°¡ Young nation just trying to get this ±×Àú ÀÌ°É ¾òÀ¸·Á°í ÇÏ´Â ¾î¸° ±¹°¡ Just trying to get this ±×Àú ÀÌ°É ¾òÀ¸·Á°í ÇÏÁö |
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