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| subject : | [Gravediggaz]Graveyard Chamber |
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Chorus: Rzarector Danger Danger, Danger Danger À§Çè À§Çè, À§Çè À§Çè The Graveyard Chamber ¹¦ÁöÀÇ ¹æ Danger Danger, Danger Danger, Danger Danger À§Çè À§Çè, À§Çè À§Çè, À§Çè À§Çè The Graveyard Chamber ¹¦ÁöÀÇ ¹æ Danger Danger, Danger Danger À§Çè À§Çè, À§Çè À§Çè Enter the Graveyard Chamber ¹¦ÁöÀÇ ¹æÀ¸·Î µé¾î¿Í Danger Danger Stranger is major À§Çè À§Çè, ³¸¼± À̰¡ ¸¹Áö Enter the Graveyard Chamber ¹¦ÁöÀÇ ¹æÀ¸·Î µé¾î¿Í Verse One: Grymreaper Ahh, Hear a moan The night is dark and feel fear ¾Æ, ½ÅÀ½À» µé¾îºÁ, ¹ãÀº ¾îµÓ³× µÎ·Á¿òÀ» ´À²¸ºÁ You're lost, cold and confused But I'm in prayers ³Í ±æÀ» ÀÒ°í, Ãä°í È¥¶õÀ» °Þ°í ÀÖ¾î, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ±âµµ Áß Afraid of a beast that stalked the earth Áö±¸ À§¸¦ °È´Â Áü½ÂÀ» µÎ·Á¿öÇÏÁö You're bringing the Jesus but cross don't work (ha ha ha) ³Í ¿¹¼ö¸¦ µ¥·Á¿ÀÁö¸¸ ½ÊÀÚ°¡´Â È¿°ú°¡ ¾ø³× (ÇÏÇÏÇÏ) I seen your type before ³Ê °°Àº ŸÀÔ º» Àû ÀÖ¾î You read all the laws but you're scared to go to war ¹ý·üÀ» ÀÐÁö¸¸ ÀüÀïÅÍ·Î °¡±â´Â ¹«¼¿öÇÏÁö Timid and frail why faith got ya geese ¼Ò½ÉÇÏ°í ¾àÇØ, ¾î¼´Ù ¹ÏÀ½ÀÌ ³Î °ÌÀïÀÌ·Î ¸¸µé¾ú´ÂÁö Ya stolen the truth and that all your beliefs ³Í Áø½Ç°ú ¸ðµç ¹ÏÀ½À» µµ³´çÇß°í Are you aware son Ȥ½Ã ¾Ë°í ÀÖ´ÂÁö it's nowhere to hide, nowhere to run ¼ûÀ» °÷µµ, µµ¸ÁÄ¥ °÷µµ ¾ø´Ü »ç½Ç Grymreap comes with my dangerous tongue GrymreapÀº À§ÇèÇÑ Çô¸¦ °¡Áö°í ¿Í I'm outta control like yo kids with guns ³ ¸¶Ä¡ ÃÑÀ» µç ¾ÆÀÌó·³ ÅëÁ¦ ºÒ°¡´ÉÀÌ¾ß Words that stored in a murderous thoughts »ìÀÎÀûÀÎ »ý°¢¿¡ ÀúÀåµÇ¾îÀÖ´Â ´Ü¾îµé My profile as nasty as maggots in pork ³» ¸ð½ÀÀº µÅÁö°í±â À§ ±¸´õ±â¸¸ÅÀ̳ª ´õ·´Áö I'm dark and damp enough to rush amps ³ ¾îµÓ°í, ¾ÚÇÁ·Î ´Þ·Á°¥¸¸Å ÃàÃàÇÏÁö with the jaws of a flatbull or rusty can ºÒµ¶ÀÇ ÅΠȤÀº ³ì½¼ ĵÀ» µé°í °¥°Å¾ß(?) Partial Chorus Verse Two: Dreddy Krueger I be the Bushwick dutchmaster rapper ³ª´Â Bushwick ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ Áå ·¡ÆÛ I love black women and I hate fuckin crackers, check me yo ÈæÀÎ ¿©ÀÚµéÀÌ ÁÁ°í ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» ÃÑÀº ½È¾îÇØ, µé¾îºÁ My breath stink 'cause I smoke skunk punk ¿ö³«¿¡ ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÇÇ¿ö¼ ÀÔ³¿»õ°¡ ½ÉÇØ everyday of the month in a dutchmaster fuckin blunt ¸ÅÀϸÅÀÏ, ¸¶¸®È³ª ¸¶½ºÅÍ´ä°Ô ¸»ÀÌÁö Bust the cliche Niggas talkin he-say-she-say about me »óÅõÀûÀÎ ¸»µé ²¨Á®, ³ª¿¡ ´ëÇØ ¿Â°® µÞ´ãȸ¦ ÇØ´ë´Â ³ðµé ya bitch-ass-niggas ÀÌ °³³âµé¾Æ Y'all not ass, y'all titty, y'all style is shitty ³Ê³×µéÀº ass(¾ûµ¢ÀÌ/¸ÛûÀÌ)µµ ¾Æ´Ï°í, °¡½¿À̾ß, ¶Ë °°¾Æ How dare you try to represent New York fuckin City °¨È÷ ´º¿åÀ» ´ëÇ¥ÇÏ·Á°í ÇÏ´Ù´Ï I been down since BVDs and doo rags ³ BVD¿Í µÎ·¢ÀÇ Ã¹ µîÀå¶§ºÎÅÍ ÀÖ¾ú¾î shelltops and shags, I was a little badass with regular and tre bags Shelltop ¿îµ¿È ¶§µµ, ³ ´ë¸¶Ãʸ¦ µç ³ª»Û ³ðÀ̾úÁö Always tryin to get shit I never had ¾ðÁ¦³ª °¡ÁöÁö ¸øÇÑ °É °¡Áö·Á ¾Ö½è³× 'cause times is bad like luck ½ÃÀýÀº ¸¶Ä¡ ³» ÆÈÀÚó·³ ³ª»Ú°Åµç That's why I don't give a fuck ±×·¡¼ ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ½Å°æ ¾È ½á I dig up my nose and my butt on the bus or the train ³ ¹ö½º³ª ±âÂ÷¿¡¼ Ä౸¸Û°ú ¾ûµ¢À̸¦ ±Ü¾î This is for niggas walkin in the rain ÀÌ°Ç ºø¼ÓÀ» °É¾î°¡¸é¼ ¿öÅ©¸ÇÀ» listenin to they walkman(e) talkin the New York fuckin slang µéÀ¸¸ç ´º¿å ¼Ó¾î¸¦ Çϴ ģ±¸µéÀ» À§ÇÑ °Å¾ß Partial Chorus Verse Three: Rzarector In the streets of New York, bullshit walk, green talks ´º¿åÀÇ °Å¸®¿¡¼, Çê¼Ò¸®µéÀÌ ¶°µ¹°í, µ·ÀÇ ÈûÀº °ÇØ I be the giant on the top of your beanstalk ³ª´Â ´Ï Äᳪ¹« ¸Ç À§¿¡ ÀÖ´Â °ÅÀÎ waving down your flags, jagged grab niggas with bloody rags ³× ±ê¹ßÀ» Èçµé¾î, ÇÇÅõ¼ºÀÌ ¿ÊÀ» °ÉÄ£ °ÅÄ£ ³à¼®µé holdin fat bags takin heavy drags »§»§ÇÑ µ·Àڷ縦 Áã°í ´õ ¸¹Àº°É °¡Á® then I add more shells to the mags ±×´ÙÀ½ ±ÇÃÑ¿¡ ÃѾËÀ» ´õÇÏÁö Shots goin off you getin caught like tag ¹ß»çµÇ´Â ÃѾË, ³Í ¸¶Ä¡ ¾óÀ½¶¯Çϵí ÀâÇô The diamond crystal I be rippin up your flesh tissue ´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå ¼öÁ¤, ´Ï ÇǺθ¦ Âõ¾î³õ°í and have my pitbull lockin on your bone gristle ³» °³¿¡°Ô ´Ï ¿¬°ñÀ» ¾Ã¾î¸Ô°Ô ÇØ Castin shadows in every battle ¸ðµç ½Î¿ò¿¡ ±×¸²ÀÚ¸¦ µå¸®¿ö I rabble words like scrabble, drag your brain through the gravel ³ ScrabbleÇÏµí ´Ü¾î¸¦ ´Ã¾î³ö, ÀÚ°¥¹ç À§·Î ´Ï ¸Ó¸± ²ø°í°¡ *Scrabble - ±ÛÀÚ¸¦ Â¥¸ÂÃç ´Ü¾î¸¦ ¸¸µå´Â °ÔÀÓ. °£´ÜÈ÷´Â ¼³¸íÇϱâ Á» ±×·¸³×¿ä-.- at the speed of sound of rhyme travel ¶óÀÓÀÇ ¼Ò¸®ÀÇ ¼Óµµ·Î ¸»ÀÌ¾ß Allow me to dabble, with a flow that's infallable ¹«³ÊÁú ¼ö ¾ø´Â Ç÷οì·Î, ¹°À» Æ¢°Ü´î°Ô Maintain your order, as words I slaughter Áú¼¸¦ À¯ÁöÇϱæ, ³ ´Ü¾îµéÀ» ÇлìÇÒÅ×´Ï I destroyed a whole city like Soddom and Gomorrah ¸¶Ä¡ ¼Òµ¼°ú °í¸ð¶ó, ȤÀº ¹Ùºô·Ðó·³ ³ µµ½Ã Àüü¸¦ or Babylon, I'm runnin shit like a marathon ÆÄ±«Çß¾î, ¸¶¶óÅæÃ³·³ run(´Þ¸®±â/¿î¿µ)À» ÇÑ´Ù°í Niggas frontin Don with a set like Frank Avalon À߳ôÇÏ´Â ³ðµé¿¡°Õ Frank Avalonó·³ ½Î¿òÀ» ½ÃÀÛÇÏÁö Verse Four: Scientific Shabazz Shabazz is here to cause panic Shabazz´Â ¿©±â¿¡ °øÆ÷¸¦ ÀÏÀ¸ÄÑ Another fuckin madman born to the planet ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» ¹ÌÄ¡±¤À̰¡ Áö±¸¿¡ ž³× Sendin niggas to the pearly gates õ±¹¹®À¸·Î »ç¶÷µéÀ» º¸³»Áö I'm psyched out, I got screws loose like Norman Bates ³ Á¤½ÅÀÌ ³ª°¬¾î, Norman Batesó·³ ³ª»ç°¡ Ç®·ÁÀÖ´Ù°í *Norman Bates - ¿µÈ PsychoÀÇ ±ØÁß »ìÀÎÀÚ. Shoot shit up like it's a gallery ¸¶Ä¡ °¶·¯¸®Ã³·³ ¿©±âÀú±â¸¦ ½÷´ë Blowin snakes heads off to earn me a salary »ç±â²ÛµéÀÇ ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ³¯·Á µ·À» ¹úÁö Devils choke from the gunsmoke ¾Ç¸¶µéÀº ´ã¹è ¿¬±â¿¡ ¼ûÀÌ ¸·Çô Once I'm provoked, I shove a fifth long down ya throat µµ¹ß ´çÇϸé, ³ ±ÇÃÑÀ» ´Ï ¸ñ±¸¸Û¿¡ Ãijְí and let ya taste the steel ¼è¸ÀÀ» ´À³¢°Ô ¸¸µé¾î Another body unidentified, shit from the pot is spilled ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ ¹ÌÈ®ÀÎ ½Ãü, ¶ËÀÌ ¾þ¾îÁø µíÇÑ »óȲ Ya punk ass'll get out traumaed ³Ê³×µéÀº ¸ðµÎ Æ®¶ó¿ì¸¶¿¡ ½Ã´Þ·Á I'm swellin devils' melons for my man Farak' Muhammad ³» Ä£±¸ Farak' Muhammad¸¦ À§ÇØ ¾Ç¸¶µéÀÇ ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ³¯·Á Get a crew and try to surround me Å©·ç¸¦ µ¥·Á¿Í ³¯ Æ÷À§ÇÏ·Á°í ÇÏÁö¸¸ and one by one I'll light y'all up and send ya asses to King's County ÇϳªÇϳª¾¿ ³»°¡ ºÒÀ» ºÙÀÌ°í ´Ï³ðµéÀ» King's County·Î º¸³»Áö Solo pro-morgue supplier Ȧ·Î Ȱµ¿ÇÏ´Â ½Ãü Á¦°øÀÚ Ya want a nigga bang, Fuck Spenser, 'Bazz for hire °ø°ÝÇÏ´Â °É º¸±æ ¿øÇØ? Spenser´Â Áý¾îÃÄ, Shabazz¸¦ ã¾ÆºÁ Verse Five: Gatekeeper Make room the masculine Gatekeeper ±ÙÀ°Áú Gatekeeper°¡ °¡´Ï ºñÄѶó kicks suspense in a terrified forms that keep you warm ³Î µû¶æÇÏ°Ô ÇØÁÖ´Â, °øÆ÷½º·¯¿î ÇüÅ·Π¼½ºÆæ½º¸¦ ´øÁ® You're tensed up, Niggas get wrenched up on a rock ³Í ±äÀåÇÏÁö, ³ðµéÀº ¾àÀ» ÇÏ°í ¸öÀ» ºñÆ®³× Mix a whiplash, bodies are gettin' smashed äÂïµµ ¼¯¾î, ¸öµéÀÌ ¹Ú»ìÀÌ ³ª So let the volcano blow and erupt ÀÚ ÀÌÁ¦ È»êÀ» ÅͶ߷ÁºÁ Destruction drift off, Niggas are gettin flipped on ÆÄ±«´Â °è¼Ó Èê·¯°¡, ¸¹Àº À̵éÀÌ ¾²·¯Á® Yeah comin after ya, huh Yeah ³Î µû¶ó°¡Áö, huh I only got half a ya, other part froze in Alaska ³»°¡ °¡Áø °Ç ´Ï Àý¹Ý, ³ª¸ÓÁö Àý¹ÝÀº ¾Ë·¡½ºÄ«¿¡ ¾ó¾îÀÖ³× While define the feast a high beam ±×·¯¸é¼ ÃàÁ¦¸¦ ¹ú¿©, Á¶¸íÀ» Ű°í ¸»¾ß Ghost of a drug fiend, I'm physical dreams ¸¶¾àÁßµ¶ÀÚÀÇ À¯·É, ³ À°Ã¼ÀûÀÎ ²Þ I breathe steam, thoughts are plutonic ¿¬±â¸¦ ³»»Õ¾î, »ý°¢µéÀº Áö¿Á °°¾Æ The chronic scripture, angles and raptures I get ya ¸¶¸®È³ªÀÇ ¼º°æ, °¢µµ(?)¿Í ȯÈñ¸¦ ³×°Ô °®´ÙÁÖÁö Yo, I smash like a comet Punish tha drain ya Yo, ¸¶Ä¡ Çý¼ºÃ³·³ ³»¸®Ä¡³×, ³×°Ô ¹úÀ» Áà Partial Chorus Verse Six: Killa Priest I stalk the face like a leopard, The microphone shepherd ³ Ç¥¹üó·³ ¸ô·¡ ´Ù°¡°¡, ¸¶ÀÌÅ©·ÎÆùÀÇ ¾çÄ¡±â°¡ is speakin parables one and two, catch it ºñÀ¯¸¦ ´øÁ® Çϳª µÑ, Àß ¹Þ¾ÆºÁ The brain counselor, track fertilizer, µÎ³úÀÇ »ó´ã°¡, Æ®·¢¿¡ ºñ·á¸¦ »Ñ¸®´Â the murdalizer, you never heard a wiser »ìÀÎÀÚ, ´õ ÁöÇý·Î¿î ¸»Àº ¸ø µé¾îºÃ°ÚÁö I open heads like the archives ¸¶Ä¡ º¸°ü¼Òó·³ ´Ï ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ¿¾î Allow me to explain my brain in the darkside ¾îµÒ ¼Ó¿¡¼ ³» ³ú¸¦ ¼³¸íÇÒÅ×´Ï µé¾îºÁ I strike ya beam and watch it gleam ³ ´Ï Á¶¸íÀ» ¶§¸®°í ºû³ª´Â °É ÁöÄѺÁ I'm solar, steadfast, patient like Noah ³ žç°ú °°¾Æ, È®°íÇØ, Noahó·³ ÂüÀ»¼ºÀÌ ÀÖ¾î The rap psycho be the enlightener ·¦ ½ÎÀÌÄÚÀÌÁö¸¸ °è¸ù°¡¶ó³× Prey upon the weak and strong I'm the sniper ¾àÀÚ¿Í °ÀÚµéÀ» ¸Ô°í »ç´Â ³ Àú°Ý¼ö And light that ass like gasoline ³Î °¡¼Ö¸°Ã³·³ ºÒÀ» ºÙ¿© I dig through your chest like a jar of vaseline ¹Ù¼¿¸° ÇÑ º´Ã³·³ ´Ï °¡½¿À¸·Î ÆÄ°íµéÁö I leave your brain regurgitating plancid ´Ï ³ú¸¦ ±¸Åä¹°·Î ¹Ù²ã³ö until your rhymes are exasperated ³× ¶óÀÓÀÌ °ÝÇØÁú ¶§±îÁö ¸»ÀÌ¾ß I clip up a niggas thoughts with a pool of zodiac signs Á¶µð¾Ç ½ÎÀÎÀ» ³²±â°í¼ »ç¶÷µéÀÇ »ý°¢¿¡ ÃѾËÀ» ¹Ú°í and I slowly attack the mind ¸¶À½À» õõÈ÷ °ø°ÝÇÏ³× The Killa Priest will bend your ideas Killa Priest°¡ ´Ï ¾ÆÀ̵ð¾î¸¦ ¿Ö°î½ÃÄÑ I see you cry in fear, there's no surviving here ´Ï°¡ µÎ·Á¿ö ¿ì´Â°É º» ÀûÀÌ ÀÖ¾î, ¿©±â¼± »ì¾Æ³²À» ¼ö ¾øÁö Chorus |
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