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[Verse 1: Master Ace] Listen closely, so your attention's undivided. Àß µé¾î, ÁýÁßÀ» ÀÒÁö ¾Êµµ·Ï Many in the past have tried to do what I did. °ú°Å ¸¹Àº À̵éÀÌ ³»°¡ ÇÑ ÀÏÀ» ÇÏ·Á°í ½ÃµµÇßÁö Just the way I came off, man I'm gonna come off. ³»°¡ Çß´ø ½Ä´ë·Î ¸»¾ß, ÀÌÁ¦ ±× ½Ä´ë·Î ³»°¡ ´Ù½Ã ÇÒ°Ô Stronger and longer, even with the drum off. ´õ °ÇÏ°í ´õ ±æ°Ô, µå·³µµ ¾ø¾îµµ µÅ I keep on goin' and flowin' just like a river. ±×³É °Ã³·³ °è¼Ó Èê·¯°¡¸é¼ ·¦ÇÒ°Å¾ß I got a whole lot to give so I'm-a give a ÁÙ°Ô »ó´çÈ÷ ¸¹À¸´Ï ÇÑ ¹ø¿¡ little at a time, new trails are blazin', ¾à°£¾¿ ÁÙ°Ô, »õ·Î¿î ±æÀÌ ºÒŸ³× Action is in effect, and always stays in. ÇൿÀÌ È¿°ú¸¦ º¸À̰í, Ç×»ó ²¨ÁöÁö ¾ÊÁö Yeah, just like a shot from a cannon. ±×·¡, ¸¶Ä¡ ´ëÆ÷¿¡¼ ½ð ´ëÆ÷¾Ëó·³ I am the man in charge and I've been plannin' Áö±Ý ¿©±â ´ã´çÀº ³ª, ±×µ¿¾È °èÈ¹ÇØ¿ÔÁö a jam strong enough that it can life your soul. ´Ï ¿µÈ¥¿¡ »ý¸íÀ» ä¿öÁÙ ÈûÀÌ ÀÖ´Â ³ë·¡¸¦ I'm the originator, and my rhymes are made of gold. ³ª´Â â½ÃÀÚ, ³» ¶óÀÓÀº Ȳ±ÝÀ¸·Î ¸¸µé¾îÁ®ÀÖ¾î Once you hear the capital "A" rap, it'll stay ´ë¹®ÀÚ AÀÇ ·¦ÀÌ µé¸®¸é, ³ÊÇÑÅ×¼ Çѵ¿¾È with you for awhile, it won't go away. ¶°³ªÁö ¾ÊÀ»°Å¾ß, »ç¶óÁöÁö ¾Ê´Â´Ù°í Unless you force it, because it stays with you, my friend, ¾ïÁö·Î ¶¼Áö ¾Ê´ÂÇÑ ¸»¾ß, Ç×»ó ³Ê¿Í ÀÖÀ»Å״ϱî, Ä£±¸ and if you toss it away, I'm-a hit ya again. ±×¸®°í ´øÁ®¹ö¸®¸é, ³»°¡ ´Ù½Ã º¸³»ÁÙ°Ô I project my voice so it's right in the crowd. ³ ±ºÁßµé ¼ÓÀ¸·Î ¹Ù·Î ³» ¸ñ¼Ò¸®¸¦ ¼±º¸ÀÌ³× There's a sign at the door: no bitin' allowed. ¹®¿¡´Ù°¡ ½ÎÀÎÀ» ºÙ¿©³ù¾î: º£³¢±â ±ÝÁö And if you didn't read it I suggest you do so, ¸¸¾à ÀÐÁö ¾Ê¾Ò´Ù¸é ´Ù½Ã Á¦´ë·Î Àбæ or you'll be stranded, just like Caruso. ¾È ±×·¯¸é ¾îÂîÇÒ ¹Ù¸¦ ¸ð¸£°Ô µÉ°Å¾ß, ¸¶Ä¡ Carusoó·³ Sleep if ya wanna, go 'head, get some shut-eye. ¿øÇÑ´Ù¸é ÀáÀ» ÀÚ, ±×·¡ ¾î¼, ´«À» °¨¾Æ A man broke his jaw tryin' to say what I ¾î¶² ³ðÀº ³»°¡ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¿¡¼ ÇÏ´Â ¸»À» say on the microphone, you shoulda left it alone, ÇÏ·Á´Ù°¡ ÅÎÀÌ ºÎ·¯Á³Áö, ±×³É ³öµÎÁö ±×·¨¾î just for the record, let it be known ´Ù¸¸ ±â·ÏÀ» À§ÇØ, ¾Ë·ÁÁÖÀÚ¸é that my ego's only partially grown. ³» Àھƴ ºÎºÐÀûÀ¸·Î¸¸ ÀÚ¶ú´Ù´Â °Í And never will I ever condone biting in any form, yo I'm only warm. ±×¸®°í ³ ¾î¶² ÇüÅ·εç Ç¥ÀýÀº ´«°¨¾ÆÁÖÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, yo ¾ÆÁ÷ µû¶æÇÒ »Ó That verse was the calm, now here's the storm... ¹æ±Ý ·¦Àº Â÷ºÐÇß´ø °Å¾ß, ÀÌÁ¦ ÆøÇ³ÀÌ ¿Â´Ù... Next up (Yo, I believe that's me). Craig G, light up the mic for the Symphony. ´ÙÀ½ Â÷·Ê (Yo, ºÐ¸í ³ªÀϰÉ). Craig G, ±³Çâ°îÀ» À§ÇØ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¸¦ ÄÑ [Verse 2: Craig G] This jam is dedicated to all un-optimistics ÀÌ ³ë·¡´Â ¸ðµç ºñ°üÁÖÀÇÀÚ¿¡°Ô ¹ÙÄ£´Ù that though I wasn't coming out with some exquisite rhymes. ³»°¡ ¸ÚÁø ¶óÀÓÀ» µé°í ³ª¿ÀÁö ¸øÇҰŶó »ý°¢Çß´ø À̵é But that's alright, cuz now I'm back ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±¦Âú¾Æ, ³»°¡ µ¹¾Æ¿ÔÀ¸´Ï±î to kill all the rumors and straighten the facts of me ¸ðµç ·ç¸Ó¸¦ Á×ÀÌ°í ³ª¿¡ °üÇÑ »ç½ÇÀ» ¹Ù·ÎÀâ¾Æ not rockin' rhymes like I always used to, ÀÌÀüó·³ ¶óÀÓÀ» µé·ÁÁÖÁø ¾ÊÁö¸¸ but you jumped on hte tip when you heard me and the Juice Crew. ³Í ³ª¿Í Juice Crew ³ë·¡¸¦ µè°í °ð¹Ù·Î ²À´ë±â¿¡ ¶Ù¾îµé¾úÁö You said, "Mmm mmm mmm, ain't that somethin? ±×¸®°í ¸»ÇØ "À½À½À½, ²Ï Ưº°Çѵ¥? Yo Craig, I head you in that jam, and it's pumpin'! Yo Craig, ±× ³ë·¡¿¡¼ ³Ê µé¾ú¾î, ¾ÆÁÖ »§»§ÇÏ´õ¶ó! I apologize. Oh yeah, and uh, can I have your autograph for me and my grandma?" »ç°úÇÒ°Ô. ¾Æ ±×·¡, ±×¸®°í ¾î, Ȥ½Ã ³ª¶û ÇҸӴϸ¦ À§ÇØ ½ÎÀÎÇØÁÙ ¼ö ÀÖ¾î?" That's how I'm livin': all surprise mode. ±×·¸°Ô ³ »ì¾Æ: ¸ðµÎ ³î·¡Å°´Â ¸ðµå Don't even sleep, try not to keep your eyes closed. ÀÚÁöµµ ¾Ê¾Æ, ´«°¨Áö ¾Êµµ·Ï ³ë·ÂÇØºÁ Cuz if you do, when you awaken, your so-called spot will be taken. ¿Ö³Ä¸é ±×·¨´Ù°£, ±ú¾î³µÀ» ¶§, ´Ï 'ÀÚ¸®'°¡ »¯±æÅ״ϱî I'll take you over like a greedy executive, cuz on the mic my prospective is ¸¶Ä¡ ¿å½ÉÀïÀÌ Á÷¿øÃ³·³ ³Î ÈÖ¾îÀâÀ»°Ô, ¿Ö³Ä¸é ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¿¡¼ ³» ¹Ì·¡´Â to be the best in all rap events, and since I have a call, I call experience. ¸ðµç ·¦¿¡¼ ÃÖ°í°¡ µÇ´Â °ÍÀ̰ŵç, ±×¸®°í ºÒ·Á³ª¿ÔÀ¸´Ï, À̰ÍÀº °æÇè Next up...(Yo, I believe that's me) ´ÙÀ½ Â÷·Ê... (Yo, ºÐ¸í ³ªÀΰŠ°°±º) Kool G Rap, light up the mic for the Symphony... Kool G Rap, ±³Çâ°îÀ» À§ÇØ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¸¦ ÄÑ... [Verse 3: Kool G Rap] Yo, Marley gives the slice, I get nice, Yo, Marley°¡ ÇÑ Á¶°¢À» ´øÁ®ÁÖ°í, ³ ¸ÚÁ®Á® and my voice is twice as horrifying as Vincent Price ³» ¸ñ¼Ò¸®´Â Vincent PriceÀÇ µÎ ¹è·Î °øÆ÷½º·´Áö goes deep, till you fell in a spell of a sleep, ±íÀÌ µé¾î°¡, ´Ï°¡ ÀáÀÇ ÁÖ¹®¿¡ °É¸± ¶§±îÁö and while I'm countin' the money, you count sheep. ±×¸®°í ³»°¡ µ·À» ¼¿ µ¿¾È, ³Í ¾çµéÀ» ¼¼ When G Rap strikes the mic, I recite the type of hype that you like, G RapÀÌ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¸¦ °ø°ÝÇÒ ¶§, ³ ´Ï°¡ ÁÁ¾ÆÇÏ´Â ³ë·¡¸¦ µé·ÁÁÖ¸é¼ and make the people unite. »ç¶÷µéÀ» Çϳª·Î ¸¸µéÁö I grip up hips and zip up lips, step on reps, you flip and wanna sip on my tip. ¾ûµ¢À̸¦ Àâ°í ÀÔ¼úÀº ´Ý°í, ³» ÀÚ½ÅÀ» µå·¯³», ³Í ³î¶ó¸é¼ ³»°Ô ºÙÀ¸·Á ÇÏÁö Take a deep breath, because you don't have another left. ½ÉÈ£ÈíÇØ, ³Ê¿¡°Ô ´Ù¸¥ ±âȸ´Â ¾øÀ¸´Ï±î Comin' back like I'm avengin' my brother's deat. ¸¶Ä¡ ÇüÁ¦ÀÇ Á×À½À» º¹¼öÇÏµí µ¹¾Æ¿Í Makin' veterans run for medicine, º£Å×¶ûµéµµ ¾àÀ» ã¾Æ ¶Ù¾î°¡³× cuz I put out more lights in a fight than ConEdison. ³ ConEdisonº¸´Ùµµ ½Î¿ì¸é¼ ¸¹Àº ºÒÀ» ²ô°Åµç Rip the damn cage like I'm on a rampage. ¸¶Ä¡ ¹ÌÄ£ µíÀÌ ¿ì¸®¸¦ Àâ¾ÆÂõ¾î And if you want rage, I'm-a make front page. ¸¸¾à ºÐ³ë¸¦ ¿øÇÑ´Ù¸é, 1¸é¿¡ ½Ç¸®°Ô ÇØÁÙ°Ô Read the headlines, suckers, todays the deadline, Çìµå¶óÀÎÀ» ÀоîºÁ, ¹Ùº¸µé¾Æ, ¿À´ÃÀº ¸¶°¨ÀÏÀÚ your head is way past bedtime. ´Ï ¸Ó¸®´Â Àß ½Ã°£ÀÌ ÈξÀ Áö³µ´Ù Can't kill though. Solo. Cuz you're still all...soft like a pillow. Á×ÀÏ ¼ø ¾øÁö. ¼Ö·Î. ³Ê³×µéÀº ¿©ÀüÈ÷... º£°³Ã³·³ ºÎµå·´³× My rap is rougher than Brillo. ³» ·¦Àº Brilloº¸´Ù Áú±â°í. So fear me, don't dare dare me, ±×·¯´Ï ³¯ µÎ·Á¿öÇϱæ, °¨È÷ ³¯ ½ÃÇèÇÏÁö ¸»±æ and don't compare me to him when you hear me. ±×¸®°í ³» ¸ñ¼Ò¸®°¡ µé¸± ¶§ ±×¿Í ³¯ ºñ±³ÇÏÁö ¸»±æ Talk about a battle but you ain't yet ready for war. ¹èƲ ¾ê±â¸¦ ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³Í ¾ÆÁ÷ ÀüÀï Áغñ°¡ ¾È µÆ¾î Your metaphor sucks more than a whore. ´Ï ÀºÀ¯´Â â³àº¸´Ùµµ ´õ suck(»¡´Ù/±¸¸®´Ù)ÇØ You can't replace me, ice me or ace me, bass me, face me, slice me or race me, ³Í ³¯ ´ëü ¸øÇØ, ¾ó¸®Áöµµ À̱âÁöµµ, º£À̽º·Î ±òÁöµµ, ¸Â¼Áöµµ, ÀÚ¸£Áöµµ °æÁÖÇÏÁöµµ bite me or taste me -- I'll show you that I got force. ±ú¹°Áöµµ ¸Àº¸Áöµµ ¸øÇØ -- ³»°¡ ÈûÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù´Â °É º¸¿©ÁÙ°Ô My rap burns your mouth like hot sauce. ³» ·¦Àº ÇÖ¼Ò½ºÃ³·³ ´Ï ÀÔÀ» Å¿ö Run for water while I break your tape recorder. ´Ï Å×ÀÔ ·¹ÄÚ´õ¸¦ ¹Ú»ì³¾ µ¿¾È ¹°À» ã¾Æ ¶Ù¾î°¡¶ó Server-to-sucker: the order is manslaughter. ¼¹ö¿¡¼ ¹Ùº¸µé·Î: ¸í·ÉÀº Çлì Another rapper, G Rap wrecks, he's rated X, to mean the boy is sex. Next... ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ ·¡ÆÛ¸¦, G RapÀÌ ¹Ú»ì³Â³×, ±×´Â Xµî±Þ, Áï ±×´Â ¼½½ÃÇÏ´Ù´Â °Í. ´ÙÀ½... the amplifier gets used and abused. Pumps so loud, we might blow a fuse. ÁõÆø±â°¡ »ç¿ëµÇ°í ³²¿ëµÅ, ³Ê¹« Å©°Ô ¿ï·Á¼, Ç»Áî°¡ ³¯¾Æ°¥Áöµµ ¸ô¶ó This is anger, madness, ready to hang 'er. À̰ÍÀº ºÐ³ë, ±¤±â, ¸ñÀ» ¸Å´Þ Áغñ´Â µÆ¾î Rapper or singer: I'm puttin' up my middle finger. ·¡ÆÛµç °¡¼öµç: ³» °¡¿îµ¥ ¼Õ°¡¶ôÀ» µç´Ù. Next up... (I believe that's me) ´ÙÀ½ Â÷·Ê... (ºÐ¸í ³ªÀΰŠ°°±º) Big Daddy Kane, get on the mic for the Symphony. Big Daddy Kane, ±³Çâ°îÀ» À§ÇØ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¸¦ Àâ¾Æ [Verse4: Big Daddy Kane] Settin' it off, lettin' it off, beginnin'. ½ÃÀÛÇØ, ¹ß»çÇØ, À̰ÍÀº ½ÃÀÛ Rough to the endin', you never been in °á¸»±îÁö °ÅÄ¥°Ô, ³Í ÀÌ·± ±ò²ûÇÑ ·¦ ±ºÁÖ¿Í to move the groove with the smooth rap lord; ÇÔ²² Èï°ã°Ô ¿òÁ÷¿©º» ÀûÀÌ ¾øÁö like a bottle of juice, rhymes are being poured. ¸¶Ä¡ Á꽺 ÇÑ º´Ã³·³, ¶óÀÓµéÀ» ³× ±Í·Î Down your ear, crisp and clear, ½ñ¾ÆºÎ¾î, ½Å¼±ÇÏ°í ±ú²ýÇÏ°Ô as I prepare to wear, tear and smear - then I'm outta here. ÀÌÁ¦ °ð Âõ°í ´õ·´È÷·ÁÇØ - ±×´ÙÀ½ ³ ¿©±â¼ ³ª°¡ With a mark left that you can all cling. ³Ê³×µéÀÌ ¸Å´Þ¸± ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ¸¶Å©¿Í ÇÔ²² Cuz rockin' a party? Yo, it's a small thing. ÆÄƼ µÚÈçµå´Â °Å? Yo, º°°Å ¾Æ´Ï°Åµç I rip many places on regular basis, and broken down mics were the only traces ³ª´Â ±ÔÄ¢ÀûÀ¸·Î ¸¹Àº °÷À» µÚÈçµé¾î³ö, ºÎ·¯Áø ¸¶ÀÌÅ©°¡ ³»°¡ ÆÄƼ that I'd been there and there at the party. À̰÷Àú°÷¿¡ ¿Ô¾ú´Ù´Â À¯ÀÏÇÑ ÈçÀûµéÀÌÁö The mic had my prints, and on it was a body. ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¿£ ³» Áö¹®ÀÌ ÀÖ¾ú°í, ±× À§¿£ ³» ¸öÀÌ ÀÖ¾î So take caution. I'm not horsin' around in a throwdown, clown, ±×·¯´Ï ÁÖÀÇÇØ, ³ Áú »ý°¢Çϰí ÇêÁþÇÏ´Â °Å ¾Æ´Ï´Ï±î, ÀÌ ±¤´ë¾ß I'm takin' yours son. ´Ï ¸ò±îÁö °¡Á®°£´Ù So just acknowledge the way that I kick it, ±×·¯´Ï ³»°¡ µé·ÁÁÖ´Â ¹æ½ÄÀ» Á¦´ë·Î ÀÍÇô³ö cuz if rap was a house, you'd be evicted. ¿Ö³Ä¸é ·¦ÀÌ ÁýÀ̾ú´Ù¸é, ³Í ÂѰܳµÀ»°Å°í And dismissed from the microphone, chokin' on a bone, cuz Daddy's home. ¸¶ÀÌÅ©·ÎÆùÀ¸·ÎºÎÅÍ °Ý¸®µÆÀ»°Å´Ï±î, »À°¡ ¸ñ¿¡ °É·È°ÚÁö, Daddy°¡ µ¹¾Æ¿ÔÀ¸´Ï And battlin' me is hazardous to health, ³ª¶û ½Î¿ì´Â °Ç °Ç°¿¡ ÁÁÁö ¾Ê³× so put a quarter in your ass, cuz ya played yourself ±×·¯´Ï ´Ï ¾ûµ¢ÀÌ ¾È¿¡ µ¿ÀüÀ» ³Ö¾î, ¸¶Ä¡ ¿À¶ô±âó·³ Like a game in the arcade. You need a far aid. ³Í ³î¾Æ³µÀ¸´Ï±î ¸»¾ß. ´õ ¸¹Àº µµ¿òÀÌ ÇÊ¿äÇØ I'm walkin' the path that Allah made. ³ ¾Ë¶ó°¡ ¸¸µå½Å ±æÀ» °É¾î°¡³× I'll attend and then begin to send a speech to reach and teach, ±× ±æÀ» µû¶ó ±ºÁߵ鿡°Ô ¼ÕÀ» »¸ÃÄ °¡¸£Ä¥ ¸»À» º¸³½´Ù so just say when. ±×·¯´Ï ¶§°¡ µÇ¸é ¸»ÇØ So I can let lyrics blast like a bullet. °¡»ç¸¦ ÃѾËó·³ ¸¶±¸ ½î¾ÆÁÙ°Ô My mouth is the gun; on suckers I pull it. ³» ÀÔÀº ÃÑ; ¹Ùº¸µéÀ» °Ü³ÉÇØ¼ ´ç°Ü The trigger, ya figure, my pockets gettin' bigger, ¹æ¾Æ¼è, ¾Ë°ÚÁö, ³» ÁÖ¸Ó´Ï´Â Ä¿Á® cuz when it comes to money, yo, Grant's my nigga! µ·¿¡ °üÇØ¼¶ó¸é, yo, Grant°¡ ³» Ä£±¸°Åµç! *Grant - ¹Ì±¹ÀÇ Á¦ 18´ë ´ëÅë·É. 50´Þ·¯ ÁöÆó¿¡ ±×·ÁÁø Àι°ÀÔ´Ï´Ù. You've got the groove, MCs, freeze, stand still, nobody move. ³Êµµ Èï°Ü¿öÁ³Áö, MCµé, µ¿ÀÛ ±×¸¸, °¡¸¸È÷ ÀÖ¾î, ¿òÁ÷ÀÌÁö¸¶ It's a sabotage, as I take charge. Don't barge, cuz gotdamn, I'm livin' large ³»°¡ ¿©±æ ¸ÃÀ¸¸é, ¸¶Ä¡ »çº¸Å¸Áö, ºÎµúÄ¡Áö¸¶, Á¨Àå, ³ Å©°Ô »ê´Ù´Ï±î like a giant. You're nothin' but a midget, a small digit. °ÅÀÎó·³ ¸»¾ß, ³Ê´Â ³ÀïÀÌÀÏ »Ó, ÀÛÀº ¼ýÀÚ You ain't hit it, forget it, quit it. ³Í °ø°Ý ¸ø ÇØ, Àؾî¹ö·Á, Æ÷±âÇØ¶ó I reign superior, always takin' care o'ya. ³ ¿ì¿ùÇÑ ÀÚ¸®, Ç×»ó ³Ê¸¦ ó¸®ÇÏÁö No-frill rappers, you will evaporate, disintegrate, deflate to your fate, Àå½Ä ¾ø´Â ·¡ÆÛµé, ³Ê³×µéÀº Áõ¹ßÇØ, ºÐÇØµÅ, ¿î¸í¿¡ ¸Â°Ô ±èÀÌ ºüÁ® as the great will dominate straight to the state À§´ëÇÑ À̵éÀÌ ¿©±æ ÈÖ¾îÀâ°í Áö¹è¸¦ ÇϰÚÁö of reignin', gainin. So put Kane in, that category. Period. End of story... ±×·¯´Ï KaneÀ», ±× Ä«Å×°í¸®·Î ºÐ·ùÇϱæ. ³¡. À̾߱âÀÇ °á¸»... |
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