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| subject : | Kllah Priest]Profits of Man |
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Even Kings die, thrones rust ¿ÕÀÌ¶óµµ Á×´Â ¹ýÀ̸ç, ¿ÕÁ´ ³ì½½¾î Skeleton bones turn to dust ÇØ°ñÀº ¸ÕÁö·Î º¯ÇØ Memories are blown into gust ±â¾ïµéÀº °ÅÄ£ ¹Ù¶÷ ¼Ó¿¡ ³¯¾Æ°¡ It's about how you live when you were here ´Ï°¡ ¿©±â¿¡ ÀÖ¾úÀ» ¶§ ¾î¶»°Ô »ç´À³Ä°¡ Áß¿äÇÑ °Í How you celebrated those years ±× ½ÃÀýÀ» ¾î¶»°Ô ÃàÇÏÇߴ°¡°¡ Áß¿äÇÏÁö Were you a follower? Did you try elevating your peers? ³Ê´Â ¼øÁ¾ÀÚ¿´´ÂÁö? ³× Ä£±¸µéÀ» ¹ßÀü½ÃŰ·Á ³ë·ÂÇß´ÂÁö? Were you sincere when you gave the prophets your ears? ¿¹¾ðÀڵ鿡°Ô ³× ±Í¸¦ ÁÖ¾úÀ» ¶© Áø½ÉÀ̾ú´ÂÁö? But soon the struggle come you disappear ÇÏÁö¸¸ °ð ½Î¿òÀÌ ¹ú¾îÁö°í ³Í »ç¶óÁ® Listen here were you real? µé¾îºÁ, ³Í Áø½ÇÇß´ÂÁö? Did you show love that people could feel? »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ´À³¥ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â »ç¶ûÀ» º¸¿´´ÂÁö? Did you have jealousy but keep it concealed? ÁúÅõ¸¦ ÇßÁö¸¸ ±×°ÍÀ» Á¦´ë·Î ¼û°å´ÂÁö? Did you smile at your man's face? ´ç½ÅÀÇ Ä£±¸ÀÇ ¾ó±¼¿¡ ¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ Áö¾ú´ÂÁö? But all awhile wanted to take your man's place ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×·¯´Â µ¿¾È ³× Ä£±¸ÀÇ ÀÚ¸®¸¦ »©¾Ñ°í ½ÍÁö ¾Ê¾Ò´ÂÁö Moving around like a snake ¹ìó·³ ÁÖº¯À» µ¹¾Æ´Ù´Ï±â I know you hate that term, don't call it that ±× ¸»ÀÌ ½È°ÚÁö, ±×·¸°Ô ºÎ¸£Áø ¸¶ Seen that lately that's why the Priest been falling back ÃÖ±Ù¿¡ ±×·±°É º¸¾ÒÁö, ±×·¡¼ Priest°¡ µÚ·Î ¾²·¯Áö°í ÀÖ¾î 'Cause when the Revolution start ¿Ö³Ä¸é Çõ¸íÀÌ ½ÃÀÛµÉ ¶§ All those cliques that fall apart will soon be the devil's mark Èð¾îÁö°í ¸¶´Â ¸ðµç ÆÀÀº ¾Ç¸¶ÀÇ °¡¸éÀÌ µÉ °Å°Åµç And none the adversary will have a heart ±×¸®°í Àûµé Áß ±× ´©±¸µµ ½ÉÀåÀ» °¡ÁöÁö ¸ø ÇØ The letter from Priest, my freedom of speech PriestÀÇ ÆíÁö, ³» ¹ß¾ðÀÇ ÀÚÀ¯ Y'all read 'em and weep ¸ðµÎ ÀÐ°í¼ ¿ï¾îºÁ The demons that keep you from the path just laugh ³Î ±æ¿¡¼ ¸ô¾Æ³»´Â ¾Ç¸¶µéÀº ±×Àú ¿ôÀ» »Ó That's my ink pads looks like Stained Glass Àú±ä ³» À×Å© Á¾ÀÌ, ½ºÅ×ÀÎ ±Û¶ó½ºÃ³·³ »ý°åÁö A collage of art, that show scenes from the Nazarene's past ¿¹¼úÀÇ ²Ã¶óÁÖ, NazareneÀÇ °ú°Å¸¦ º¸¿©ÁÖÁö From my connections with 60 Second 60 Second¿Í ³» ¿¬°á°í¸® The Art of War to in the city - signed to Geffen ÀÌ µµ½Ã¿¡ÀÇ ¼ÕÀÚº´¹ý - Geffen¿¡°Ô ½ÎÀÎÀ» ¹Þ¾Æ For five-percent lessons, Israelite tribal dressing 5%Â¥¸® ·¹½¼À» À§ÇØ, À̽º¶ó¿¤ Á¾Á·µéÀÇ ¿ÊÀ» ÀÔ°í Disciple Armageddon's, that Bible record ¼º°æÀÌ ±â·ÏÇÏ´Â, ¾Æ¸¶°Ôµ·ÀÇ »çµµ¿¡¼ To Sunz of Man to damn near becoming one of the Clan Sunz of Man¿¡¼ ClanÀÇ ÀϺΰ¡ µÇ±â±îÁö Members I remember, in Brooklyn, GZA and Masta Killa ³»°¡ ±â¾ïÇÏ´Â À̵é, BrooklynÀÇ, GZA¿Í Masta Killa To my last chapters with the RZA ±×¸®°í RZA¿Í ÇÔ²² ¸¶Áö¸· éÅͱîÁö Testimony stops, Old Dirty got knocked ÀÔÁõÀº ¸ØÃç, Old Dirty´Â ¾²·¯Á³°í Came home and signed with the ROC Áý¿¡ ¿Í¼ ROC¿Í °è¾àÀ» ¸Î¾ú¾î Cocaine combined with rocks ¿©·¯ °¡Áö¸¦ ¼¯Àº ÄÚÄ«ÀÎ Rick James style, his nicknames "Wild; Old Dirt Dog" Rick James ½ºÅ¸ÀÏ, ±×ÀÇ º°¸íÀº "°ÅÄ£; ´ÄÀº ´õ·¯¿î °³" It hurt us all when his hearse disappeared in the fog ±×ÀÇ °üÀÌ ¾È°³ ¼Ó¿¡¼ »ç¶óÁ³À» ¶© ¸ðµÎ¸¦ ¾ÆÇÁ°Ô ÇßÁö I stayed digital, never analog, original ³ ¾Æ³¯·Î±×°¡ ¾Æ´Ñ, µðÁöÅÐ ÀûÀ¸·Î, ¿À¸®Áö³Î·Î ³²¾Ò¾î Always camouflaged, turn them cameras off Ç×»ó º¯ÀåÇÑ »óÅÂ, Ä«¸Þ¶ó´Â ²¨ Light those candles God, I'm the example Ãкҿ¡ ºÒÀ» ºÙ¿©, ³ª´Â ±× ¿¹ Like I'm speaking from panels y'all ¸¶Ä¡ ÆÐ³ÎÀÌ µÇ¾î À̾߱⸦ ÇϵíÀÌ The soul inside of me is fiery, society lied to me ³» ¾ÈÀÇ ¿µÈ¥Àº ºÒÀÌ ºÙ¾î, »çȸ´Â ³»°Ô °ÅÁþ¸»À» Çß¾î They said "You gotta die to be free" ±×µéÀº ¸»ÇßÁö "ÀÚÀ¯°¡ µÇ±â À§Çؼ± Á×¾î¾ßÇØ" My diaries of anxiety frightens me ³» °ÆÁ¤ÀÇ Àϱâ´Â ³ª¸¦ °ÌÁÖÁö Light will squeeze through my crack buildings where my writing be ³» ±ÛµéÀÌ ³õ¿©ÀÖ´Â ±ÝÀÌ °£ ºôµù »çÀÌ·Î ºûÀÌ ½º¸ç³ª¿Í Striking my page with hyphens and brighten my T's ÇÏÀÌÇÂÀ¸·Î ÆäÀÌÁö¸¦ ¶§¸®°í T¸¦ ¹à°Ô ¸¸µé¾î To my seeds - the uncivilized time has come ³» ¾¾¾Ñµé¿¡°Ô - ¹Ì°³ÇÑ ½Ã´ë°¡ ¿Ô´Ù Y'all better run, the time has begun µµ¸ÁÄ¡´Â°Ô ÁÁ¾Æ, ½Ã°£Àº ½ÃÀ۵ǾúÀ¸´Ï Yo, from total strangers to best friends Yo, ¿Ïº®ÇÏ°Ô ³¸¼± ÀÌ¿¡¼ Ä£ÇÑ Ä£±¸·Î To best friends to brothers Ä£ÇÑ Ä£±¸¿¡¼ ÇüÁ¦·Î From brothers to never calling him again ÇüÁ¦¿¡¼ ´Ù½Å ºÎ¸£Áö ¾Ê´Â Á¸Àç·Î Their coffins descend, one flies to a place of peace ±×µéÀÇ °üÀº ³»·Á°¡, ÇÑ »ç¶÷Àº ÆòÈÀÇ Àå¼Ò·Î ³¯¾Æ°¡°í The other Lake of Fire, devils hauling you in ´Ù¸¥ ÀÌ´Â ºÒÀÇ È£¼ö·Î, ¾Ç¸¶µéÀº ³Ê¸¦ ²ø¾îµéÀÌÁö As one began one ends, the Earth still spin Çϳª°¡ ½ÃÀÛÇϸé Çϳª°¡ ³¡³ª°í, Áö±¸´Â ¿©ÀüÈ÷ µ·´Ù We're hurt, tears in our shirt, spirit must transcend ¿ì¸° ¾ÆÆÄ, ¼ÅÃ÷´Â ´«¹°·Î Á¥°í, ¿µÈ¥Àº ÃÊ¿ùÀÌ ÇÊ¿äÇØ What you think sleep is for? ÀáÀÌ ¿Ö ÇÊ¿äÇÏ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇØ? A deeper cause - preparing us ´õ ±íÀº ÀÌÀ¯´Â - ´Ù¸¥ ÇÑ ÂÊ¿¡¼ For the other side till the Reaper calls Àú½Â»çÀÚ°¡ ºÎ¸¦ ¶§¸¦ ´ëºñÇØ ¿ì¸± Áغñ½ÃŰ´Â °Í Either or, we're breathing for try a reason ȤÀº, ¿ì¸° ¾î¶² ÀÌÀ¯°¡ ÀÖ¾î¼ ¼û½¬´Â °É±î Arrived rich but we're leaving poor ºÎÀÚ·Î µµÂøÇßÁö¸¸ ¶°³¯ ¶§´Â °¡³¹ðÀÌ Stand naked when you see the Lord ½ÅÀ» º¼ ¶§´Â ¹ß°¡¹þÀº »óÅ·Π¼ I stand protected when I see his war ±×ÀÇ ÀüÀïÀ» º¼ ¶§ ³ º¸È£¸¦ ¹Þ¾Æ Till I exit and I'm free to soar Ãⱸ·Î ³ª°¡ ³¯ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â »óŰ¡ µÉ¶§±îÁö I'm embraced by space, though it's cloudy around me ³ª´Â °ø°£ÀÇ Ç°¿¡ ÀÖ¾î, ÁÖº¯Àº ±¸¸§ÀÌ ²¸ÀÖ±ä ÇÏÁö¸¸ His light weighs from a tree till they wither the brown leaves ±×ºÐÀÇ ºûÀº ÀÙÀÌ °¥»öÀ¸·Î ½Ãµé ¶§±îÁö ³ª¹«¿¡ ³»·Á¾É¾Æ Bounty's of blessings, from my heavy mind (Heavy Mental) ³ªÀÇ ¹«°Å¿î ¸¶À½ÀÇ, dz¼ºÇÑ Ãູ *µÚ¿¡ ÀÖ´Â °Ç °¡»ç¿¡ ÀοëµÈ ¾Ù¹ü Á¦¸ñ. To every rhyme I said, looking from Masada (View from Masada) ³»°¡ ¸»ÇÑ ¶óÀÓ¸¶´Ù, Masada¸¦ ã¾Æ´Ù´Ï¸ç From the Church of Priest, the dark August (Priesthood + Black August) PriestÀÇ ±³È¸·ÎºÎÅÍ, ¾îµÎ¿î 8¿ù±îÁö Till he showed you the art on his Offering (The Offering) ±×ºÐÀÌ °ø¹°À» ¹Þ°í ³Ê¿¡°Ô ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿òÀ» º¸¿©ÁÙ ¶§±îÁö Oops, I call it the gift, Behind the Stained Glass ¾ÆÂ÷, ³ ¼±¹°À̶ó ºÒ·¯, ½ºÅ×Àα۷¡½º µÚ¿¡¼ It's a frame of my pad, I started this ÀÌ°Ç ³» Á¾ÀÌÀÇ Æ², ³»°¡ ½ÃÀÛÇßÁö Release the toxins, breathe out the oxygen µ¶¼Ò¸¦ »Ñ¸®°í, »ê¼Ò¸¦ ¹ñ¾î³»°í Now see how shocking you fools if you think the Saint will lose ÀÌÁ¦ ¼ºÀÚ°¡ Áú °Å¶ó°í »ý°¢Çß´ø ¹Ùº¸µéÀÇ ¸»ÀÌ ¾ó¸¶³ª Ãæ°ÝÀûÀ̾ú´ÂÁö ºÁ I say things that will make the picture and the paintings move ³ª´Â »çÁø°ú ±×¸²À» ¿òÁ÷ÀÌ°Ô ¸¸µé °ÍµéÀ» ¸»ÇØ Now after this ink this jewel, look! ÀÌÁ¦ ÀÌ À×Å©¿Í º¸¼®ÀÌ »Ñ·ÁÁø ÈÄ, ºÁ! What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? Who would gain the whole world yet lose his soul ¿Â ¼¼»óÀ» ¾òÁö¸¸ ¿µÈ¥À» ÀÒÀ» ÀÚ°¡ What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? Somebody tell me ´©±º°¡ ¸»ÇغÁ What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? Somebody tells me ´©±º°¡ ¸»ÇغÁ What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? Who would fear his enemy and think he didn't exist ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ ÀûÀ» µÎ·Á¿öÇϰí ÀÚ½ÅÀÌ Á¸ÀçÇÏÁö ¾Ê´Â´Ù »ý°¢ÇÏ´Â À̰¡ What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? Somebody tell me ´©±º°¡ ¸»ÇغÁ What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? Somebody tell me ´©±º°¡ ¸»ÇغÁ Somebody tell me ´©±º°¡ ¸»ÇغÁ If you can °¡´ÉÇÏ´Ù¸é What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? Who would gain the whole world yet lose his soul ¿Â ¼¼»óÀ» ¾òÁö¸¸ ¿µÈ¥À» ÀÒÀ» ÀÚ°¡ What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? What profits that man? ±×¿¡°Ô´Â ¹«½¼ ÀÌÀÍÀΰ¡? The way the good and evil could never balance equal ¼±°ú ¾ÇÀº Àý´ë·Î ±ÕÇüÀ» À¯ÁöÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø°í And no man, for no man could be both good and evil ±× ´©±¸µµ, ±× ´©±¸µµ ¼±°ú ¾ÇÀÌ µ¿½Ã¿¡ µÉ ¼ö ¾ø¾î From skills that are strange to each other ¼·Î¿¡°Ô ³¸¼± ±â¼úµé·ÎºÎÅÍ And skills to one way or the other ¾çÀÚÅÃÀÏÀ» ÇÏ´Â ±â¼úµé±îÁö Even into one grain that'll strip us ¿ì¸®¸¦ ¹þ±â´Â ³®¾Ë Çϳª¿¡±îÁö If you've done evil, then I guess you're missing it ¸¸¾à ¾ÇÇÑ ÁþÀ» Çß´Ù¸é, ³Í ³õÄ¡°í ÀÖ´Â °Å°ÚÁö It'll be the over-taker, the architecture ±×°ÍÀº À§¿¡ ¼± ÀÚ, Á¶¹°ÁÖ What I could build will kill ³»°¡ ¸¸µé ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °Ç Á×ÀÏ°Å¾ß |
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