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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [2pac]Nothing To Lose |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
The only way too change me is to blow my brains out ³ª¸¦ ¹Ù²Ù´Â À¯ÀÏÇÑ ¹æ¹ýÀº ³» ³ú¸¦ ³¯·Á¹ö¸®´Â °Å¾ß stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out °ÔÀÓ °¡¿îµ¥¿¡ ¹ÚÇô¼ °íÅëÀ» ¾ø¾Ö·Á°í ÇÏÁö pray to my god everyday but he dont listen ½Å¿¡°Ô ¸ÅÀÏ ±âµµÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×´Â µèÁö ¾Ê¾Æ the poverty bothers me, °¡³Àº ³¯ ±«·ÓÇô Mama's broke and wonders in the Kitchen ¾ö¸¶´Â µ·ÀÌ ´Ù ¶³¾îÁ®ÀÖ°í ºÎ¾ý¿¡¼ ¸Éµ¹°í listen up i hear her crying in the bedroom Àß µé¾îºÁ ±×³à°¡ ħ½Ç¿¡¼ ¿ì´Â°Ô µé·Á praying for money will never get, will she be dead soon? Àý´ë·Î ¾òÀ» ¼ö ¾ø´Â µ·À» À§ÇØ ±âµµÇØ, ÀÌÁ¦ °ð ÀÖÀ¸¸é Á×À»±î? Am I wrong for wishing i was somewhere else ´Ù¸¥ °÷¿¡ ÀÖ¾úÀ¸¸é ÇÏ°í ¹Ù¶ó´Â°Ô À߸øµÈ °Ç°¡ I'm 13 i can't feed myself ³ 13»ì, È¥ÀÚ ¸ÔÀ̸¦ ãÀ» ¼ö ¾ø¾î Can I blame daddy cause he left me ¾Æºü°¡ ¶°³µÀ¸´Ï ±×¸¦ Å¿ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ³ª I wish he would of hugged ¾î¼¸é ³¯ ²¸¾È¾Ò¾ú°ÚÁö Too much like him so my momma don't love me ³»°¡ ³Ê¹« ±×¸¦ ´à¾Æ¼ ¾ö¸¶´Â ³¯ »ç¶ûÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ on my own at a early age, gettin paid ¾î¸± ¶§ ½º½º·Î ³ª´Â µ·À» ¹ú¾ú¾î And I'm strapped so I'll never be affraid Áö±ÝÀº ¹ÀÎ »óÅÂ´Ï ¹«¼¿öÇÏÁö ¾ÊÀ» °Å¾ß why did I go astray, I'm hangin in the backstreets ¿Ö ´Ù¸¥ ±æ·Î »÷ °ÅÁö, ³ µÞ°ñ¸ñ¿¡¼ ³î¾Æ Runnin with G's and dope feinds, will they Jack me? ±øÆÐ¿Í ¸¶¾àÁßµ¶ÀÚµé°ú ¶Ù¾î, ±×µéÀÌ ³¯ ÀâÀ»±î? Can't turn back, my eyez on the prize µ¹¾Æ¼³ ¼ø ¾ø¾î, ³ »ó±ÝÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸°í ÀÖ¾î I got nuttin to loose, everybody gotta die. ÀÒÀ» °Íµµ ¾øÁö, ´©±¸³ª Á×¾î¾ß ÇØ So Good-bye to the Bad Guy ±×·¯´Ï Bad Guy´Â ¾È³ç You fucked when we pass bye ¿ì¸®°¡ Áö³ªÄ¥ ¶§ ³Í ³¡ÀåÀÌ¾ß DUCK DUCK from the glock as the glass fly À¯¸® Á¶°¢ÀÌ ³¯¾Æ´Ù´Ò ¶§ ¾þµå·Á¶ó Do or Die walk a mile in my shoes, Áװųª »ì°Å³ª, ³» ½Å¹ßÀ» ½Å°í 1¸¶ÀÏ(1.6km)À» °É¾î And you would be crazy too ³Êµµ ¹ÌÄ£ °Å°ÚÁö with nuttin to loose. ÀÒÀº °Ç ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾ø´Âä·Î Chorus x4 i got nuttin to lose ÀÒÀ» °Íµµ ¾ø¾î i got nuttin to lose ÀÒÀ» °Íµµ ¾ø¾î i got nuttin to lose ÀÒÀ» °Íµµ ¾ø¾î I thank the lord for my many blessings, though im stressing ³ ½Å¿¡°Ô ³ªÀÇ Ãູ¿¡ ´ëÇØ °¨»çÇØ, ÇÏÁö¸¸ Â¥ÁõÀÌ ³ª keep on a vest for protection, º¸È£¸¦ À§ÇØ Á¶³¢¸¦ ÀÔ¾î From the barrel of a smith and wesson Smith & WessonÀÇ Ãѱ¸·ÎºÎÅÍ and all my niggaz in the penn here we go again °¨¿Á¿¡ Àִ ģ±¸µé°ú ÇÔ²² ´Ù½Ã ÇÑ ¹ø ³ª¼±´Ù and nothing separating us from our Mack 10 ¾î¶² °Íµµ ¿ì¸®·ÎºÎÅÍ Mack 10(ÀåÃÑ)À» ¶³¾î¶ß¸®Áö ¸øÇØ born in the ghetto as a hustla ³ ±×·¸°Ô °ÔÅä¿¡¼ ž¾î hold up, staight soulja, buckin at that busta Àá±ñ, ³ Á¤Åë ¿ë»ç, ¸ÛûÀ̵éÀ» È¥³»Áà no matter how you try niggaz never die ´Ï°¡ ¾ó¸¶³ª ¾Ö¾²µç °£¿¡ ³ Á×Áö ¾Ê¾Æ we just retaliate with hate then we multiplie ±×³É Áõ¿À·Î º¹¼ö¸¦ ÇØÁÖ°í ¼ö¸¦ ´Ã·Á°¡Áö see me striking down the block hittin corners Äڳʸ¦ µ¹¾Æ °Å¸®·Î ³ª¿À´Â ³ª¸¦ ºÁ ballin like a muthafucka, living like I wanna °³ÀÚ½Äó·³ ³î·¯´Ù³æÁö, ³»°¡ »ì°í ½ÍÀº ´ë·Î »ì¾Æ Ain't no stopping at the red lights »¡°£ ºÒ¿¡¼µµ ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ sideways, thug life, muthafucka crime pays ¿·À¸·Î, thugÀÇ »î, ¹üÁË¿¡´Â Ä¡·ï¾ß ÇÏ´Â °ªÀÌ ÀÖ¾î let the cops put they lights on °æÂûµéÀÌ ³»°Ô ºÒºûÀ» ºñÃß¶ó°í ÇØ chase me niggaz, zig zaggin through the freeway, ³¯ ÂѾƺÁ, °í¼Óµµ·Î¿¡¼ Áö±×Àç±×·Î ´Þ¸®¸ç race me nigga In a high speed chase with the law ³ª¶û °æÁÖÇØºÁ, ºü¸¥ ¼Óµµ·Î, ¹ýÀ» ¾î±â¸é¼ the realist muthafucka that u ever saw, im living raw ´Ï°¡ º» °Í Áß °¡Àå ¸ÚÁø ³à¼®, ¼ø¼öÇÑ »îÀ» »ìÁö till they bury me, dont worry me, im high ³»°¡ ¹¯Èú ¶§±îÁö, °ÆÁ¤Àº ÇÏÁö¸¶, ¾à±â¿î¿¡ ÃëÇß¾î living like i aint afraid to die Á×´Â°Ô ¹«¼·Áö ¾ÊÀº µíÀÌ »ì¾Æ and you could walk a mile in my shoes, and u would be crazy too ³» ½Å¹ßÀ» ½Å°í ³Êµµ 1¸¶ÀÏÀ» °É¾îºÁ, ±×·³ ³Êµµ ¹ÌÄ£ °Å°ÚÁö with nuttin to lose ÀÒÀº °Ç Çϳªµµ ¾ø´Âä·Î chorus Ain't No escape from my Deadly fate ³ªÀÇ Á×À» µíÇÑ ¿î¸íÀ¸·ÎºÎÅÍ µµ¸ÁÄ¥ ¼ö ¾ø¾î and everyday there a million black bodies put to away ¸ÅÀÏ Ä¡¿ö¾ßÇÒ ÈæÀÎÀÇ ½Ãü´Â ¹é¸¸ °³ Á¤µµ µÇÁö I'm starting to lose hope, it seems everybodys on dope Èñ¸ÁÀ» ÀҾ´Â µí ÇØ, ¸ðµÎ°¡ ¾àÀ» ÇÏ´Â °Í °°¾Æ momma told me to leave cuz she was broke µ·ÀÌ ¶³¾îÁ®¼, ¾ö¸¶´Â ³ªº¸°í ¶°³ª¶ó°í ÇßÁö Somtimes I choke on the endo, creeping out the window °¡²û ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÇÇ´Ù°¡ ±âħÀÌ ³ª¿Í, â¹®À» ¿°í ³ª¿Í alone on my own as a criminal È¥ÀÚ¼ ¹üÁËÀÚÀÇ »îÀ» »ì¾Æ got no love from my house though, I'm out gone ¿ì¸® Áý¿¡µµ »ç¶ûÀ̶õ ¾øÁö, ³ »ç¶óÁö°í on the streets screamin mutha-fuck peace °Å¸®¿¡ ³ªÅ¸³ª ÆòÈ´Â ¿³¸ÔÀ¸¶ó°í ¿ÜÃÄ I got nothing to lose but something to prove ³»°Õ ÀÒÀ» °Ç ¾øÁö¸¸, ¾Ë¾Æ³»¾ß ÇÒ °Ç ÀÖ¾î What do I do, Live A Thug Life, Nigga stay true ³ ¹» ÇØ¾ßÇÏÁö, ThugÀÇ »îÀ» »ì°í, Áø½ÇÇÏ°Ô ³²¾Æ I wonder when they kill me, »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ³¯ Á×À̸é Is there a heaven for a real G? ÀÌ ÁøÂ¥ °»½ºÅ͸¦ À§ÇÑ Ãµ±¹Àº ÀÖÀ»±î Lord forgive me if ya feel me ½ÅÀÌ¿© µé¸°´Ù¸é ³¯ ¿ë¼ÇØÁà Cuz All my life I was dirt broke Æò»ý ³ª´Â Èñ¸Áµµ ¾øÀÌ, ºóÅÐÅÐÀÌ¿´°Åµç with no hope, lil skinny mutha-fucka selling dough ±×Àú ŰÀÛÀº, »ß½ ¸»¶ó¼ ÄÚÄ«ÀÎ Àå»çÇÏ´Â ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» ÀÚ½ÄÀ̾úÁö I hate it,cuttin suckas with my razor blade ´Ù ¹Ì¿ö, ¸ÓÀú¸®µéÀ» ¸éµµÄ®·Î Àß¶ó And everyday Its a struggle to be major paid ¸ÅÀÏ µ·À» ¹ú·Á°í ¹ß¹öµÕÀ» Ä¡Áö Anyway its so hard on a Nigga in the City ¾î·µç ÀÌ µµ½Ã¿¡¼ »ç´Â °Ç ¾ÆÁÖ Èûµé¾î No Pity, ain't no love for a Schurbs, everybody dies µ¿Á¤µµ ¾ø¾î, Schurbs¿¡°Õ »ç¶ûÀÌ ¾ø¾î, ´©±¸³ª Á×¾î and you could walk a mile in my shoes, and u would be crazy too ³» ½Å¹ßÀ» ½Å°í ³Êµµ 1¸¶ÀÏÀ» °É¾îºÁ, ±×·³ ³Êµµ ¹ÌÄ£ °Å°ÚÁö with nuttin to lose ÀÒÀº °Ç Çϳªµµ ¾ø´Âä·Î They wonder what type of Nigga Thug Life Nigga ³»°¡ ¾î¶² ³à¼®ÀÎÁö »ç¶÷µéÀº ±Ã±ÝÇØÇØ, Thug Life´Ù Be the Craziest Mutha-fucka ÃÖ°í·Î ¹ÌÃĺÁ¶ó °³ÀÚ½Ä¾Æ |
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