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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Square One]Nuttin Changed |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
Verse 1: This is the greatest sobstory ever told for the old and young ÀÌ°Ç ´ÄÀºÀÌ¿Í ¾î¸°¾ÆÀÌ¿¡°Ô ¾ê±âµÇ¾ú´ø ÃÖ°íÀÇ °¨µ¿Àû À̾߱â¾ß Hold them tongues of epics our souls have sung ¿ì¸®ÀÇ ¿µÈ¥ÀÌ ºÎ¸¥ ¼»ç½Ã, ´Ù¸¥ »ç¶÷Àº Á¶¿ëÈ÷ ÇØ As cold as sun, harbour the rare gold in slums ž縸ŠÂ÷°©°Ô, ºó¹Î±¼ÀÇ Èñ±ÍÇÑ ±ÝÀ» ¼û°Ü Unfolding guns whenever we've rolled on drums. ºÏ¼Ò¸®°¡ µé¸®¸é ¾ðÁ¦µçÁö ÃÑÀ» ÆîÃÄ From, Wildstyle, Beatstreet and Krushgroove Wildstyle, Beatstreet¿Í Krushgroove·ÎºÎÅÍ Where writers would cut moods on walls with something smooth Àۻ簡µéÀÌ º®¿¡ ¹«¾ð°¡ ±ò²ûÇÑ °ÍÀ¸·Î ±âºÐÀ» ÆîÃij»´Â °÷ B-Boys would bust moves, bumrush fools B-º¸À̵éÀº ¿òÁ÷ÀÓÀ» ÆîÃÄ, °ÅÁö ¹Ùº¸µé Fifty deep in the club, hollering Lashmoove. Ŭ·´¿¡¼ 50¸íÀÌ ¶¼Áö¾î, Lashmoove¸¦ ¿ÜÃÄ The Scoops & Scraps, Chuck D would shoot the facts Scoops & Scraps, Chuck D°¡ »ç½ÇÀ» º¸¿©Áà Griff would lose the track, sling bad news on wax! Griff´Â Æ®·¢À» ÀÒÁö, ³ª»Û ¼Ò½ÄµéÀ» ³¯·ÁÁÙ°Ô! Loop the @ dreams to boost the plaques Àå½Ä ¾×ÀÚ¸¦ ¸¸µé±â À§ÇØ, ²ÞÀ» ¹Ýº¹ÇØ Ignore ruthless slacks, Tell me now who's the Mack? ¹«ÀÚºñÇÑ ¹Ùº¸µéÀº ¹«½ÃÇØ, ´©°¡ ÁøÂ¥ »ç³ªÀÌÀÎÁö ¸»Çغ¼·¡? I used to be real abstract.. ³ ¾ÆÁÖ Ãß»óÀûÀÎ ¼º°ÝÀ̾úÁö What happened to Mike Bivins or 111 All Skratch? It's real... Mike Bivins³ª 111 All Skratch´Â ¾î¶»°Ô µÈ°ÅÁö? ÀÌ°Ç ÁøÂ¥¾ß.. Chorus: Have you forgotten where you came from, ³×°¡ ¾îµð¼ ¿Ô´ÂÁö Àؾî¹ö¸° °Å´Ï have you forgotten you've lived and got your name from ¾îµð¼ »ì¾Ò°í, ¾îµð¼ ±× À̸§À» ¾ò¾ú´ÂÁö Àؾú´Ï why don't you say out loud: Fuck Square One! ±×³É Å©°Ô ¼Ò¸®Ä¡Áö ±×·¡: Square One ¿³¸Ô¾î! We know the routine ain't nothing' changed son ... ³ÊÀÇ ÆÐÅÏÀ» ¾Ë¾Æ, ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¹Ù²îÁø ¾Ê¾Ò¾î ¾ê¾ß.. Have you forgotten where you came from, ³×°¡ ¾îµð¼ ¿Ô´ÂÁö Àؾî¹ö¸° °Å´Ï have you forgotten that we almost had the game won, ¿ì¸®°¡ ÀÌ °ÔÀÓ¿¡¼ °ÅÀÇ À̰å¾ú´Ù´Â °É ÀØÀº °Å´Ï why don't you say out loud: Fuck Square One! ±×³É Å©°Ô ¼Ò¸®Ä¡Áö ±×·¡: Square One ¿³¸Ô¾î! We know the routine ain't nothing' changed son ... ³ÊÀÇ ÆÐÅÏÀ» ¾Ë¾Æ, ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¹Ù²îÁø ¾Ê¾Ò¾î ¾ê¾ß.. Verse2: We went from skid-rows to tented windows ¿ì¸° ºó¹Î±¼À» Ȱº¸ÇÏ´Ù ÄÚÆÃµÈ Ã¢¹®ÀÇ Â÷¸¦ ¾ò¾ú¾î Cruising in six-o's on tour hit roads Åõ¾î ½Ã¿¡´Â 6-o¸¦ Ÿ°í ´Ù´ÏÁö Where ever the wind blows to many zip-codes ¾î´À Áö¹æÀ̵ç, ¹Ù¶÷ÀÌ ºÎ´Â °÷À̶ó¸é Get head in discos, that's how the shit goes... µð½ºÄÚÀå¿¡ ¸Ó¸®¸¦ µéÀ̹оî, ±×·± ½ÄÀÌÁö.. Money? Fistful, use mics as dildos µ·? ÇÑ ÁÜÀÌ ÀÖ¾î, ¸¶ÀÌÅ©´Â µôµµ(-.-)·Î ½á Surrounded by nymphos, lay back sip moe ¼ºµµÂøÁõ ȯÀÚ¿¡°Ô µÑ·¯½Î¿©, ¾É¾Æ¼ moe¸¦ ¸¶½ÃÁö Ain't got infos, fuck it them kids know: Á¤º¸°¡ ¾ø¾î, Áý¾îÃÄ ¾ÆÀ̵éÀº ¾Ë¾Æ They want pistols, flicks with pitbulls! ±×µéÀº ±ÇÃÑÀ̳ª, ³ª»Û ÆÐ°Å¸®¿Í ¾î¿ï¸®´Â °É ¿øÇØ! The culture's trife they want sights of rolling dice ¿äÁò ¹®È´Â °¢¹ÚÇØ, »ç¶÷µéÀº ÁÖ»çÀ§°¡ ±¼·¯°¡´Â °É º¸°í ½Í¾îÇØ Dykes and Dolemites, fighting poltergeists... Dykes¿Í Dolemites, ½Î¿òÀ» ÀÏÀ¸Å°´Â ±Í½Åµé.. A soldier's life, tighten souls on ice ¿ë»çÀÇ »î, º¸¼®¿¡ ¹ÀÎ ¿µÈ¥ Strike to alter heights with likes of Holy Christ.. ¿¹¼ö¿Í °°Àº ÆÄ¿ö·Î ³ôÀÌ ÃĿ÷Á.. |
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