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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [The Roots]Take It There |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
Stand up, stretch for the stars ÀϾî¼, º°µéÀ» ÇâÇØ ¼ÕÀ» »¸¾î Get somebody else involved right next to ya ³× ¿·¿¡ ÀÖ´Â »ç¶÷µéµµ µ¿ÂüÇÏ°Ô ÇØ Y'all elected me to keep it so fresh for ya ½Å¼±ÇÏ°Ô À¯ÁöÇØÁÖ´Â »ç¶÷Àº ³ª·Î »ÌÇû¾î Just cause I make it possible for the rest of ya ¸ðµç°É ³Ê³×µé ³ª¸ÓÁö¸¦ À§ÇØ, ±×°÷±îÁö To just take it there come on and °¥ ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô ¸¸µé¾îÁִϱî, ±×¸®°í Get your head ringin' from the sting of the snare ½î¾Æ´ë´Â ½º³×¾î¿¡ ¸Ó¸® ¼ÓÀº ¿ï·Á Spine tingle elevating every singular hair ô¼ö¸¦ °£ÁúÀ̰í ÅÐ ÇϳªÇϳª°¡ ´Ù ¼ All the way from South Philly on a wing and prayer ³²ºÎ Philly¼ºÎÅÍ ³¯°³¿Í ±âµµ¿Í ÇÔ²² And still bringin' it yeah ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ¸ðµç°É °¡Á®´ÙÁÖÁö yeah [Chorus] C'mon take it there ÀÚ, °Å±â±îÁö °¡Á®°¡ C'mon take it there ÀÚ, °Å±â±îÁö °¡Á®°¡ Let's take it there °Å±â·Î °¡Á®°¡ C'mon take it there ÀÚ, °Å±â±îÁö °¡Á®°¡ I'm from the side of town ³ ÀÌ µ¿³× ÇÑÂÊ ±¸¼®¿¡¼ ¿Ô¾î Where shots get sprayed around ÃѾËÀÌ ¸¶±¸ »Ñ·ÁÁö´Â °÷ Where the expectancy rate be twenty-eight around Æò±Õ ¼ö¸íÀÌ ´ë·« 28 Âë µÇ´Â °÷ Downtown battleground where cops parade around °æÂûµéÀÌ ÇàÁøÇÏ´Â ¾Æ·§µ¿³×ÀÇ ÀüÀïÅÍ Have your whole view of life beyond jaded ´Ï »î¿¡ ´ëÇÑ °üÁ¡Àº ¿ÂÅë ³°¾ÆºüÁ® How everybody sick of breaking down, tryin' a make it out ¸ðµÎµé ¹«³ÊÁö´Â °ÍÀÌ Áö°Ü¿ö, Å»Ãâ¿¡ ¼º°øÇÏ·ÁÇÏÁö Hand over fist the only way to get the paper down ÁÖ¸ÔÀ» ´©¸£´Â ¼Õ(?), µ·À» ¹ö´Â À¯ÀÏÇÑ ¹æ¹ý People tired of gettin' pushed around, gettin' gangsta now À̸®Àú¸® ¹ÐÄ¡´Âµ¥ ÁöÄ£ »ç¶÷µé, °»½ºÅͰ¡ µÇÁö Discipline the only way to bring some kinda change around ¾ö°ÝÇÔÀº ¾à°£ÀÇ º¯È¸¦ °¡Á®¿À´Â À¯ÀÏÇÑ ¹æ½Ä Chain cirgarette smokin' with bad nerves ½Å°æ »óÅ´ ³ª»Ûµ¥ ÁÙ´ã¹è¸¦ ÇÇ¿ì°í And brothas with bad lungs from smokin' mad herb Æó »óÅ ³ª»Û ÇüÁ¦µéÀº ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ¸¶±¸ ÇÇ¿ö Whoever in the dark is unseen and heard ¾îµÒ ¼Ó¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ÀÌ´Â ´©±¸µç º¸ÀÌÁö ¾Ê°í µé·Á Let's submerge, I can feel something close we on the verge ÀÌÁ¦ Àá¼öÇÏÀÚ, ¹º°¡ °¡±îÀÌ ¿Â °É ´À³¥ ¼ö ÀÖ¾î, ¿ì¸° °¡ÀåÀÚ¸®¿¡ ÀÖ¾î Talkin' bout, to my street sweepers, hotel housekeepers ³» °Å¸®ÀÇ Ã»¼ÒºÎµé, È£ÅÚ °ü¸®Àε鿡 ´ëÇØ ¾ê±âÇϰí And my people spillin' this out through jail house speakers Ä£±¸µéÀº ÀÌ°É °¨¿ÁÀÇ ½ºÇÇÄ¿·Î Ʋ¾îº¸³»Áö Some people rather use than might than use heaters ¾î¶² »ç¶÷µéÀº ÃѺ¸´Ù ÈûÀ» ¾²·Á°í ÇØ Some people rather lose they life than lose freedom ¾î¶² »ç¶÷µéÀº ÀÚÀ¯¸¦ ÀÒ´À´Ï ¸ñ¼ûÀ» ÀÒÀ¸·Á°í ÇØ For real Á¤¸»·Î [Chorus] (poem interlude) Society's time bomb laying dormant »çȸÀÇ ½ÃÇÑÆøÅºÀº Àáµé¾îÀÖ±º Our people disenfranchised for the free world ¿ì¸® »ç¶÷µéÀº ÀÚÀ¯ ¼¼°èÀÇ ±Ç¸®¸¦ »©¾Ñ°Ü Oil for food but they still hungry À½½ÄÀ» À§ÇÑ ±â¸§, ±×·¯³ª ±×µéÀº ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ¹è°¡ °íÆÄ No democracy ¹ÎÁÖÁÖÀÇ´Â ¾ø¾î They said one vote equals one voice »ç¶÷µéÀº ÇÑ Ç¥°¡ ÇÑ ¸ñ¼Ò¸®ÀÇ °¡Ä¡¸¦ Áö´Ñ´Ù Çϳª But he told you if he can't work to make it ±×´Â ÀÏÇØ¼ ¼º°øÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø´Ù¸é He'll rob to take it °Å»À» ÇØ¼¶óµµ °¡Á®°¡°Ú´Ù ÇÏÁö The villains ¾Ç´çµé Abandoning the planet and the people ÀÌ Ç༺°ú »ç¶÷µéÀ» ¹ö·È¾î Another hot summer yo, they 'bout to flood the prisons ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ ¶ß°Å¿î ¿©¸§ yo, ±³µµ¼Ò´Â ³ÑÃijª·Á°í ÇØ This ain't no do diddley, it's a do somethin' ÀÌ°Ç ¾µµ¥¾ø´Â Àå³ÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä, ºÐ¸í ¹«¾ð°¡¾ß Flash light, red light, proceed ahead right Ç÷¡½Ã ¶óÀÌÆ®, »¡°£ºÒ, ¾ÕÀ¸·Î ³ª°¡ Straight into them headlights, you get your head right Àú Çìµå¶óÀÌÆ® ¼ÓÀ¸·Î ¹Ù·Î, ³Í ¸Ó¸®¸¦ Á¦´ë·Î µé¾î Head right get a third strike, hit the turnpike ¼¼¹øÂ° ½ºÆ®¶óÀÌÅ©, ȸÀü¹®À» Áö³ª Life quicker than spliff that wouldn't burn right »îÀº Á¦´ë·Î ŸÁö ¾Ê´Â ´ã¹èº¸´Ù ºü¸£³× Make you wanna holla 'bout it ¼Ò¸®Ä¡°í ½Í°Ô ¸¸µéÁö It ain't no doubt about it ÀÇ½É µûÀ§´Â ¾ø¾î Every now and then you gotta stand up and shout about it ¶§¶§·Î ³Í Á÷Á¢ ÀϾ ¼Ò¸®ÃľßÇÏÁö And I'll be shoutin' it to, as if a shout'll count ³ªµµ ¼Ò¸®Ä¡°Ú¾î, ÀÌ ¼Ò¸®°¡ µé¸°´Ù¸é Yo they got accountin' to do, reamount the ballot Yo ±×µéÀÌ °á»êÇÒ °Å¸®°¡ »ý°å¾î, ´Ù½Ã Ç¥ÀÇ Çհ踦 ³» The shit more puzzlin' than a jigsaw ÀÌ°Ç ÆÛÁñº¸´Ù ´õ ÆÛÁñ °°Àº ÀÏ Raw pitbulls hustlin' through the pitfalls ³¶¶°·¯Áö¸¦ µû¶ó ´Þ·Á°¡´Â °ÅÄ£ °³µé Some of y'all toys let the laughter rip roar ³Ê³×µé ¸î¸îÀº Àå³°¨, ¿ôÀ½À» Å©°Ô µé¸®°Ô ÇØ Heart felt truth in every lyric I spit forth ½ÉÀåÀº ³»°¡ ¹ñÀº ¸ðµç °¡»ç¿¡¼ Áø½ÇÀ» ´À³¢°Ô ÇÏÁö Raise up time to lift off Ãâ¹ßÇÒ ½Ã°£À» µé¾î¿Ã·Á Written on a lega pad, poetry that sizzle the clip board Á¾ÀÌ À§¿¡ ÀûÈù, ½Ã´Â Ŭ¸³º¸µå¸¦ Å¿ö My og, my homey who taught me deal ¿©·¯ ÀÏÀ» °¡¸£ÃÄÁØ, ³» °»½ºÅÍ, ³» Ä£±¸ Said in prayer that's the only time you should ever kneel ±âµµÇÏ¸ç ¸»ÇßÁö, ±×°Ç ¹«¸ ²ÝÀ» ¸¸ÇÑ À¯ÀÏÇÑ ½Ã°£ And that's real, I'm a take it there ±×°Ô ÁøÂ¥¾ß, ³ ±×°÷À¸·Î °¡Á®°¡°Ú¾î [Chorus] |
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