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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Public Enemy]Can't Truss It |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
Here come the drum! ÀÌÁ¦ µå·³ ½ÃÀÛ! Bass in your face, not an eight track ´Ï ¾ó±¼¿¡ µéÀÌ´í º£À̽º, 8Æ®·¢ÀÌ ¾Æ´ÏÁö Gettin' it good to the wood So the people Give you some a dat »Ä¼Ó±îÁö Á¦´ë·Î ¹Ú¾ÆÁÙ°Ô, »ç¶÷µéµµ ³Ê¿¡°Ô ¾È°ÜÁÖÁö Reactin' to the fax That I kick and it stick And it stay around ³»°¡ µé·ÁÁÙ »ç½Ç¿¡ ¹ÝÀÀÇØ, ½±°Ô´Â È¿°ú°¡ ¾È »ç¶óÁ® Pointin' to the joint, put the Buddha down ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ °¡¸®Å°°Åµç, ¾î¼ ³»·Á³ö Goin', goin', gettin' to the roots Ain't givin' it up °¡, °¡, »Ñ¸®±îÁö °¡, Æ÷±â´Â ¾øÁö So turn me loose But then again I got a story ±×·¯´Ï ³¯ ¹ÌÄ¡°Ô ÇØºÁ, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ½ÇÀº ÇÒ ¾ê±â°¡ ÀÖ¾î That's harder than the hardcore Cost of the holocaust ÇϵåÄھ´Ùµµ ´õ ÇϵåÇÑ ¾ê±â, ´ëÇлìÀÇ ´ë°¡ I'm talin' 'bout the one still goin' on ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ÁøÇàµÇ´Â ¾ê±â¿¡ °üÇÑ °Å¾ß I know Where I'm from, not dum diddie dum ³ ³»°¡ ¿Â °÷À» ¾Ë¾Æ, dum diddie dumÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä From the base motherland, The place of the drum ¿ì¸® ¹ÎÁ·ÀÇ °íÇâ, ºÏ¼Ò¸®°¡ ¿ï¸®´Â ±×°÷À¸·ÎºÎÅÍ Invaded by the wack diddie wack ±×¶§ ¸ÛûÇÑ ³ðµéÀÌ Ä§·«À» ÇØ Fooled the black, left us faded ¿ì¸®¸¦ ¼ÓÀ̰í, ¾àÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µé¾îÁ³Áö King and chief probably had a big beef ¿Õ°ú ÃßÀå »çÀÌ¿£ ½Î¿òÀÌ ÀÖ¾ú°ÚÁö Because of dat now I grit my teeth ±×·¡¼ ³ À̸¦ °¥°Ô µÅ So here's a song to the strong 'Bout a shake of a snake ±×·¯´Ï ¿©±â °ÇÑ ÀÚ¿¡°Ô º¸³»´Â, »ç±â²Û¿¡ °üÇÑ ³ë·¡ And the smile went along wit dat ±×¿Í ÇÔ²² ¹Ì¼Ò´Â »ç¶óÁ³´ÙÁö Can't truss it ¹ÏÀ» ¼ö ¾ø¾î Kickin' wicked rhymes Like a fortune teller ¿¹¾ðÀÚó·³ ½Å±âÇÑ ¶óÀÓÀ» ¹ñ¾î 'Cause the wickedness done by Jack Where everybody at JackÀÌ µé·ÁÁÖ´Â ½Å±âÇÑ °Íµé, ¸ðµÎµé ¾îµø¾î Divided and sold For liquor and the gold ³ª´µ¾îÁ® µ·°ú ¼ú¿¡ ÆÈ·Á³ª°¬¾î Smacked in the back For the other man to mack ´Ù¸¥ ³ðµé¿¡°Ô µÞÅë¼ö¸¦ ¸Â¾Ò¾î Now the story that I'm kickin' is gory Áö±Ý ³»°¡ µé·ÁÁÙ À̾߱â´Â ÀÜÀÎÇØ Little Rock where they be Dockin' this boat No hope I'm shackled ±×µéÀº Little Rock¿¡ ÀÖ¾î, ¹è¸¦ Á¤¹ÚÇϰí, Èñ¸Á¾øÀÌ Á·¼â°¡ ä¿© Plus gang tackled By the other hand swingin' the rope ¼ÕÀº ¹åÁÙ¿¡ ¹¿© ¸¶±¸ ÅÂŬÀ» ´çÇÏÁö Wearin' red, white and blue Jack and his crew »¡°, ÇϾç, ÆÄ¶û»öÀ» ÀÔÀº JackÀÇ ±×ÀÇ Å©·ç The guy's authorized beat down for the brown ³ª´Â ±Ç·ÂÀ» °¡Áø ÀÌ, ¿ì¸± À§ÇØ °ø°ÝÀ» ³¯·Á Man to the man, each one so it teach one »ç¶÷µéÀ», ÇϳªÇϳª¾¿ °¡¸£ÃÄ Born to terrorize sisters and every brother ¸ðµç ÇüÁ¦ ÀڸŸ¦ Å×·¯Çϱâ À§ÇØ Å¾Áö One love who said it I know Whodini sang it ÇϳªÀÇ »ç¶û, ´©°¡ ±×·¨³ª, Whodini´Â ³ë·¡¸¦ ÇßÁö But the hater taught hate That's why we gang bang it ÇÏÁö¸¸ »ç¶÷µéÀº Áõ¿À¸¦ °¡¸£Ãưí, ±×·¡¼ ¿ì¸° °»½ºÅÍó·³ »ç°í¸¦ ÃÄ Beware of the hand When it's comin' from the left ³» ¼ÕÀÌ ¿ÞÂÊ¿¡¼ º¸À̰ŵç Á¶½ÉÇϰŵç I ain't trippin' just watch ya step ÀÌ»óÇÑ ¸»À» ÇÏ´Â°Ô ¾Æ³Ä ¹ßÁ¶½ÉÇØ Can't truss it ¹ÏÀ» ¼ö ¾ø¾î An I judge everyone, one by the one ±×¸®°í ³ ¸ðµÎ¸¦ ÆÇ´ÜÇØ, ÇѸí ÇÑ¸í¾¿ Look here come the judge Watch it here he come now ºÁºÁ ¿©±â ÀçÆÇ°üÀÌ ¿Â´Ù, ±×°¡ ¿À´Â °É ºÁºÁ I can only guess what's happ'nin' ¹«½¼ ÀÏÀÎÁö´Â ÃßÃøÀ» ÇÒ ¼ö ¹Û¿¡ Years ago he woulda been The ships captain ¸î³âÀü¿£ ±×´Â ¹èÀÇ ¼±ÀåÀ̾ú°ÚÁö Gettin' me bruised on a cruise What I got to lose, ¼øÇ× Áß¿¡ ¸ÛÀÌ µéµµ·Ï ¶§·Á, ¹» ´õ ÀÒÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ³ª lost all contact Got me layin' on my back ¿¬°á°í¸®´Â ¸ðµÎ ²÷¾îÁö°í ³ ±×´ë·Î ¾²·¯Á®ÀÖ¾î Rollin' in my own leftover ¸Ô´Ù ³²Àº °Íµé ¼Ó¿¡ ±¼·¯´Ù´Ï¸ç When I roll over, I roll over in somebody else's ¸öÀ» ±¼¸®¸é, ´Ù¸¥ »ç¶÷ À½½ÄÀ» ±ò°í ´¯°Ô µÅ 90 F--kin' days on a slave ship ³ë¿¹¼±¿¡¼ º¸³½ 90ÀÏÀÇ ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» ³¯µé Count 'em fallin' off 2, 3, 4 hun'ed at a time »ç¶÷µéÀº ¾²·¯Á® Çѹø¿¡ 2, 3, 400¸í¾¿ Blood in the wood and it's mine ³ª¹« À§¿¡ »Ñ·ÁÁø ÇÇ´Â ³» °Í I'm chokin' on spit feelin' pain Like my brain bein' chained °¡·¡¿¡ ¸ñÀÌ ¸·Çô, °íÅëÀ» ´À²¸ ¸¶Ä¡ ³ú¿¡ »ç½½ÀÌ ¹Àεí Still gotta give it what I got ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ³»°¡ °¡Áø °ÍÀ» Áà¾ßÇÏÁö But it's hot in the day, cold in the night ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³·Àº ´þ°í, ¹ãÀº ÃäÁö But I thrive to survive, I pray to god to stay alive ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ »ì¾Æ³²±â À§ÇØ ¹ß¹öµÕÃÄ, ¶Ç ½Å¿¡°Ô ±âµµÇÏÁö Attitude boils up inside And that ain't it (think I'll ever quit) ¼Ó¿¡¼± Ȱ¡ ²úÁö¸¸ ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾È µÅ (³¡³»±ä ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÀ»±î) Still I pray to get my hands 'round The neck of the man wit' the whip ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ³ äÂïÀ¸·Î Àú »ç¶÷À» ¸ñÀ» Á¶¸¦ ¼ö Àֱ⸦ ±âµµÇØ 3 months pass, they brand a label on my ass 3°³¿ùÀÌ Áö³ª, ±×µéÀº ³» ¾ûµ¢ÀÌ¿¡ ¶óº§À» Âï¾úÁö To signify Owned I'm on the microphone ¼ÒÀ¯µÇ¾ú´Ù´Â Ç¥½Ã¸¦ ³²±â·Á°í, ³ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¸¦ Àâ¾Æ Sayin' 1555 How I'm livin' We been livin' here 1555³â, ³» »îÀ» ºÁ, ¿ì¸° ¿©±â »ì¾Ò¾úÁö Livin' ain't the word I been givin' ÀÌÁ¦ »îÀ̶õ ´Ü¾î´Â Àû´çÄ¡ ¾Ê¾Æ Haven't got Classify us in the have-nots ¿ì¸®¸¦ °®Áö ¸øÇÑ ÀÚ·Î ºÐ·ùÇß³× Fightin' haves 'Cause it's all about money ±×·³ °¡Áø ÀÚ¿Í ½Î¿ö, ¼¼»ó¿£ µ· »ÓÀ̱⿡ When it comes to Armageddon Mean I'm getting mine ¸ê¸ÁÀÇ ¼ø°£ÀÌ ¿À¸é, ³ ³» ÀÚ¸®¸¦ Â÷ÁöÇØ Here I am turn it over Sam ¿©±â ³»°¡ ¿Ô¾î, Sam Ʋ¾îºÁ 427 to the year Do you understand ÇØ´Â 427(?), ÀÌÇØÇϰھî? That's why it's hard For the black to love the land Once again ±×·¡¼ ÈæÀεéÀÌ ÀÌ ¶¥À» ÁÁ¾ÆÇϱⰡ ¾î·Á¿î°ÅÁö, ´Ù½Ã ÇÑ ¹ø Bass in your face, not an eight track ´Ï ¾ó±¼¿¡ µéÀÌ´í º£À̽º, 8Æ®·¢ÀÌ ¾Æ´ÏÁö Gettin' it good to the wood So the people Give you some a dat »Ä¼Ó±îÁö Á¦´ë·Î ¹Ú¾ÆÁÙ°Ô, »ç¶÷µéµµ ³Ê¿¡°Ô ¾È°ÜÁÖÁö Reactin' to the fax That I kick and it stick And it stay around ³»°¡ µé·ÁÁÙ »ç½Ç¿¡ ¹ÝÀÀÇØ, ½±°Ô´Â È¿°ú°¡ ¾È »ç¶óÁ® Pointin' to the joint, put the Buddha down ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ °¡¸®Å°°Åµç, ¾î¼ ³»·Á³ö Goin', goin', gettin' to the roots Ain't givin' it up °¡, °¡, »Ñ¸®±îÁö °¡, Æ÷±â´Â ¾øÁö So turn me loose But then again I got a story ±×·¯´Ï ³¯ ¹ÌÄ¡°Ô ÇØºÁ, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ½ÇÀº ÇÒ ¾ê±â°¡ ÀÖ¾î That's harder than the hardcore Cost of the holocaust ÇϵåÄھ´Ùµµ ´õ ÇϵåÇÑ ¾ê±â, ´ëÇлìÀÇ ´ë°¡ I'm talin' 'bout the one still goin' on ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ÁøÇàµÇ´Â ¾ê±â¿¡ °üÇÑ °Å¾ß I know Where I'm from, not dum diddie dum ³ ³»°¡ ¿Â °÷À» ¾Ë¾Æ, dum diddie dumÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä From the base motherland, The place of the drum ¿ì¸® ¹ÎÁ·ÀÇ °íÇâ, ºÏ¼Ò¸®°¡ ¿ï¸®´Â ±×°÷À¸·ÎºÎÅÍ Invaded by the wack diddie wack ±×¶§ ¸ÛûÇÑ ³ðµéÀÌ Ä§·«À» ÇØ Fooled the black, left us faded ¿ì¸®¸¦ ¼ÓÀ̰í, ¾àÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µé¾îÁ³Áö King and chief probably had a big beef ¿Õ°ú ÃßÀå »çÀÌ¿£ ½Î¿òÀÌ ÀÖ¾ú°ÚÁö Because of dat now I grit my teeth ±×·¡¼ ³ À̸¦ °¥°Ô µÅ So here's a song to the strong 'Bout a shake of a snake ±×·¯´Ï ¿©±â °ÇÑ ÀÚ¿¡°Ô º¸³»´Â, »ç±â²Û¿¡ °üÇÑ ³ë·¡ And the smile went along wit dat ±×¿Í ÇÔ²² ¹Ì¼Ò´Â »ç¶óÁ³´ÙÁö Can't truss it ¹ÏÀ» ¼ö ¾ø¾î |
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