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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Master P]Hands of a Dead Man |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
As they shackled and chained me for a murder case »ìÀÎ »ç°ÇÀ¸·Î ±×µéÀº ³»°Ô ¼ö°©À» ä¿ì°í ¼è»ç½½À» ¹¾úÁö Out the hood on my way to CYA °ÔÅä¿¡¼ ³ª¿Í CYA·Î And from CYA to the Pembrooke ±×¸®°í CYA¿¡¼ Pembrooke·Î If they find the murder weapon I get 10 more ¸¸¾à »ìÀÎ Èä±â¸¦ ãÀ¸¸é 10³âÀÌ ´õ Ãß°¡·¡ But just like a g I remained calm ÇÏÁö¸¸ °»½ºÅÍó·³ ³ Â÷ºÐÇÏ°Ô ÀÖ¾úÁö No witnesses a few more weeks I'll be going home ÁõÀÎÀº ¾ø¾î, ¸îÁÖ¸¸ ÀÖÀ¸¸é ³ Áý¿¡ °¥°Å¾ß But as the fucking police car drove off g ÇÏÁö¸¸ ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» °æÂûÂ÷°¡ ¿òÁ÷À̱⠽ÃÀÛÇÏÀÚ I started thinking about my motherfucking family ³» °¡Á·µéÀÌ °©Àڱ⠻ý°¢³µ¾î About the dope game must of been the wrong move ¸¶¾à ÆÄ´Â ÀÏÀº ºÐ¸í À߸øµÈ ¼±ÅÃÀ̾ú°ÚÁö I still here my pops saying nigga stay in school ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ¾Æ¹öÁö°¡ Çб³¿¡ ³²À¸¶ó°í ¸»À» ÇÏ´Â°Ô µé·Á But once you shackled and chained ain't no turning back ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¼ö°©°ú ¼è»ç½½ÀÌ Ã¤¿öÁ³À¸´Ï µ¹¾Æ¿Ã ¼ö ¾øÁö You get in front of the judge nigga you can tell your facts ÀçÆÇ°ü ¾Õ¿¡ ³ª°¡¼ »ç½Ç ´ë·Î ¸»ÇغÁ I fell asleep in the back of the cop car ³ °æÂûÂ÷ µÞÀÚ¸®¿¡¼ ÀáÀÌ µé¾úÁö Woke up ?? bout a mothafucking phone call ±×·¯´Ù ÀüȺ§ ¼Ò¸®¿¡ ÀáÀÌ ±ú And as they booked me I had a mouthful of crack °æÂû ±â·Ï¿¡ ³»°¡ ÀûÈú ¶§ ³ ÀÔ ¼Ó¿¡ ¸¶¾àÀÌ ÀÖ¾î And when I shit tonight bitch I'm gone get it back ¿À´Ã¹ã ¶ËÀ» ½Ò ¶§(?-_-) ´Ù º¹¼öÇØ¹ö¸®°Ú¾î I must be daydreaming I'm thinking about my bitch °ø»ó ÁßÀΰ¡ºÁ, ³» ¿©ÀÚ°¡ »ý°¢³ª Til this motherfucker woke me up and cough quick ±×·¯´Ù ÀÌ °³ÀڽĵéÀÌ ³¯ ±ú¿ü°í ³ ±âħÀÌ ³ª¿ÔÁö And as they checked me butt naked and balls dangling ±×µéÀº ³» ¾ûµ¢À̸¦ ±î°í °Å½Ã±â°¡ Èçµé¸®´Â ä·Î ³¯ °Ë»çÇß¾î With 50 other motherfuckers in the shower saying »þ¿ö½Ç¿£ ´Ù¸¥ 50¸íÀÇ ÀڽĵéÀÌ ¸»À» ÇØ Yo man check this out Yo Ä£±¸ µé¾îºÁ You gotta sleep with one eye open and one eye closed fool Àß ¶§µµ ÇÑ ´«Àº °¨´õ¶óµµ ÇÑ ´«Àº ¶°¾ßµÅ ¹Ùº¸¾ß This your first time in jail nigga gone need some friends °¨¿Á¿¡ µé¾î¿Â °Ô À̹øÀÌ Ã³À½À̾ß? Ä£±¸°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇϰڱº By the way youngster what's your name ±×³ªÀú³ª À̺Á, À̸§ÀÌ ¹¹¾ß You can call me killer on the streets its the dopeman ³¯ ų·¯¶ó°í ºÒ·¯, °Å¸®¿¡¼± "Dopeman"ÀÌ¾ß And like Scarface you gotta let your nuts hang Scarfaceó·³ ±×³É ÆíÇÏ°Ô ÀÖ¾î I put my glock up to a fool don't move g ¹Ùº¸¿¡°Õ Ãѱ¸¸¦ µéÀ̹ÐÁö, ¿òÁ÷ÀÌÁö¸¶ See in 94 suckers catching lugies 94³â¿£ ¹Ùº¸µéÀº ±×·¸°Ô ¼ÕÇØ¸¦ ºÁ But ain't nobody tripping on the black man ÇÏÁö¸¸ ÀÌ °ËµÕÀÌ¿¡°Ô ½Ç¼öÇÏ´Â ³ðÀº ¾ø¾î You either learn to dope deal or you gang bang ¸¶¾à °Å·¡¸¦ ¹è¿ì°Å³ª °»½ºÅÍ ½ÄÀ¸·Î µ¹¾Æ´Ù´Ï°Ô µÇÁö See in the ghetto a life don't mean shit º¸´Ù½ÃÇÇ °ÔÅä¿¡¼± ¸ñ¼ûÀº ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾Æ³Ä And most blacks they don't know about politics ´ëºÎºÐÀÇ ÈæÀεéÀº Á¤Ä¡¿¡ ´ëÇØ¼µµ ¸ô¶ó And once you marked for death than your ass is smoked ±×¸®°í ÇÑ ¹ø Á×À» ³ðÀ¸·Î ÂïÈ÷¸é ³Í ±×³É ³¡Àå Cause niggas dying young in the ghetto °ÔÅä¿¡¼ »ç¶÷µéÀº ÀþÀº ³ªÀÌ¿¡ Á׾°í Gang banging that can get you 40 to life ÃÑÀ» ³»çÇØºÃÀÚ 40³â¿¡¼ ¹«±â¡¿ª±îÁö¾ß So choose your casket red, blue or white ±×·¯´Ï °üÀ» °ñ¶óºÁ, »¡°, ÆÄ¶û ¾Æ´Ï¸é ÇϾç And once you gone ain't no motherfucking coming back ´Ï°¡ ¶°³ª°í ³ª¸é, µ¹¾Æ¿Ã ±æÀº ÀüÇô ¾ø¾î The way you live is the way you gone die black Áö±Ý »ç´Â ¹æ½ÄÀÌ Á×´Â ¹æ½ÄÀÌÁö Ä£±¸ Glocks pulled on this sucker for selling dope ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÆÈ´ø ÀÌ ÀڽĿ¡°Ô »Ì´Â ÃÑ Nigga owe me money so you know he gotta go ³ðÀº ³»°Ô µ·À» ºúÁ³¾î, ±×·¯´Ï ±×³ðµµ ¾ø¾Ö¾ßÁö Fucking with my stash I'm gone kick that ass ³» Àç»êÀ» °¡Áö°í ³î´Ù´Ï, ¾ûµ¢À̸¦ °È¾îÂ÷Áà¾ßÁö Spend 17 rounds as they stuff him in a bodybag źâ 17°³¸¦ ºñ¿ö, »ç¶÷µéÀº ±×ÀÇ ½Ãü¸¦ ¹é¿¡ ³ÖÁö Even though I know I'm living fucking ignorant ³ ÁÀ°°ÀÌ ¹Ùº¸°°ÀÌ »ê´Ù´Â °É ¾Ë°í ÀÖÁö¸¸ I guess that's the shit that got me in the pen ¾Æ¹«·¡µµ ±×°Í ¶§¹®¿¡ ³»°¡ °¨¿Á¿¡ ¿Â °Å°ÚÁö But since I'm in, I guess I got to hold my ground ÇÏÁö¸¸ µé¾î¿ÔÀ¸´Ï, ÀÏ´Ü ³» ÀÚ¸®¸¦ Àâ¾Æ¾ßÇØ Make a second case so motherfuckers ?? down µÎ¹øÂ° »ç°ÇÀ» ³», ±×·¯´Ï °³ÀÚ½Äµé¾Æ Á¶½ÉÇØ Hit the weights on a motherfucking daily basis ¸ÅÀÏ ¸ÅÀÏ ÃÑÀ» »Ì¾Æµé°í °ø°ÝÇÏÁö And keep my mouth closed and always remember faces ±×¸®°í ÀÔÀ» ´Ù¹°°í Ç×»ó ¾ó±¼À» ±â¾ïÇØ Cause once you in jail you ain't nothing but a number black ¿Ö³Ä¸é °¨¿Á¿¡ µé¾î°¡¸é ³Í ¹øÈ£ÀÏ »ÓÀ̰ŵç You never know when the fucker going to call you back ±× °³ÀÚ½ÄÀÌ ³Ê¸¦ ´Ù½Ã ¾ðÁ¦ ºÎ¸¦Áö ¸ô¶ó I'd rather sleep in some motherfucking quick sand Â÷¶ó¸® À¯»ç(quick sand)¿¡¼ ÀáÀ» ÀÚ´Â°Ô ³´Áö They killed my celly have you ever held the hands of a dead man ±×µéÀÌ ³» ÈÞ´ëÆùÀ» ÀÛ»ì³Â¾î, Á×Àº »ç¶÷ÀÇ ¼ÕÀ» Àâ¾Æº» ÀûÀÌ ÀÖ´ÂÁö (Chorus x4) Have you ever held the hand of a dead man Á×Àº »ç¶÷ÀÇ ¼ÕÀ» Àâ¾Æº» ÀûÀÌ ÀÖ´ÂÁö |
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