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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Organized Konfusion]Stress |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
[Chorus: x4] Crush, kill, destroy, stress ºÎ½¤, Á׿©, ÆÄ±«ÇØ, ´·¯ [Verse One: Prince Poetry] Pain, stress °íÅë, ½ºÆ®·¹½º My brain, can't even rest ³» µÎ³ú´Â, ½¯¼ö°¡ ¾ø¾î It's hard to maintain the pressure on my chest °¡½¿ ¼ÓÀÇ ¾Ð¹Ú°¨À» °®°í Àֱ⠳ʹ« Èûµé¾î Excess frustration strikes! ¾öû³ Â¥Áõ³²ÀÌ ³¯ µ¤ÃÄ! Blood rushes my head when I come across roads ±æÀ» °Ç³Ê¸é Çǰ¡ ¸Ó¸®·Î ¹Ð·Á¿Í With dead mics and wack promoted shows it's hard Á×Àº ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¿Í ¹Ùº¸µéÀÌ ÇÁ·Î¸ð¼ÇÇÏ´Â ¼î, ÈûµéÁö But with the presence of God ÇÏÁö¸¸ ½ÅÀÌ Á¸ÀçÇϱ⿡ I'm true to the game ³ °ÔÀÓ¿¡ Áø½ÇÇØ So I'm back black, to take charge, and recap-ture ±×·¡¼ ´Ù½Ã À̰÷À» ¸ÃÀ¸·¯ µ¹¾Æ¿Ô¾î, ½Ã°£À» ´Ù½Ã the time, wish it could never be wack -- I'm pure ÀâÀ¸·¯, Àý´ë ¾²·¹±â °°Áö ¾Ê±â¸¦ -- ³ ¼ø¼öÇØ I insert my lifeline into the track, the energy ³» »ý¸íÁÙÀ» Æ®·¢¿¡ ³Ö¾î, ³» ¿¡³ÊÁö In me is a poison with no un-revealed remedy ³» ¾È¿¡´Â Ä¡·á¾àÀÌ ¾ø´Â µ¶ÀÌ ÀÖ¾î I'm spreading, like leprosy, throughout the record label ³ ÆÛÁ®, ¸¶Ä¡ ³ªº´Ã³·³, ·¹ÄÚµå ·¹ÀÌºí »çÀÌ·Î Cause mines put me and Monch's career in jeapordy ÀÌ·¸°Ô ³ª¿Í MonchÀÇ °æ·ÂÀ» À§Çè¿¡ ºü¶ß¸®Áö Can you come see me in the ghetto where it's dark °ÔÅä·Î ³ª¸¦ ¸¸³ª·¯ ¿Ã·¡? ¾îµÎ¿î °÷À¸·Î Bullets are real lost peeps lurks in the heart ÃѾËÀº ½ÉÀå ¼Ó¿¡ ¼û¾îÀִ ģ±¸µé(?) Lord knows it hurts, we kick the Hertz to the curb ¾Æ¹«µµ ¾ó¸¶³ª ¾ÆÇÂÁö ¸ô¶ó, ¿ì¸° Á֯ļö¸¦ ±æ°¡·Î ´øÁ® Execute first things first, and put blunted minds to work ¼ø¼´ë·Î ÀÏÀ» ó¸®ÇØ, ±×¸®°í µÐÇÑ ¸¶À½µéÀ» ÀÛ¾÷ÇØ My herd's tight and my fans supports ³» ÆÀÀº ŸÀÌÆ®ÇÏ°í ÆÒµéÀº ÁöÁöÇØÁÖÁö So I'm a-ight, for the time being seeing peace ±×·¯´Ï ³ ±¦Âú¾Æ, Àá½Ã µ¿¾È Æòȸ¦ ´À³¢Áö¸¸ But taking no shorts (no shorts) Áö¸§±æÀº °ÈÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (°ÈÁö ¾Ê¾Æ) [Chorus] [album version includes a short "taxi cab" skit here] [Verse Two: Pharoahe Monch] Rarrrrrgh! You will now consider me the apocalyptic one ³Í ÀÌÁ¦ ³ª¸¦ ¹¬½Ã·ÏÀû Àι°·Î »ý°¢ÇÒ°Å¾ß After this rhyme, henceforth, there is none ÀÌ ¶óÀÓÀÌ ³¡³ª¸é, ¾ÕÀ¸·Î, ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾ø¾î NO more will exist, when I emerge ´õ ÀÌ»ó ¹«¾ùµµ Á¸Àç ¾È ÇÒ°Å¾ß From the mist in whence I was born into, scorned ³»°¡ ž, °æ¸ê´çÇß´ø ¾È°³ ¼Ó¿¡¼ ³ªÅ¸³ª¸é ¸»¾ß Most of you can't even comprehend what I am saying ³Ê³×µé ´ëºÎºÐÀº ³»°¡ ÇØÁÖ´Â ¸»À» ÀÌÇØ ¸øÇØ to you even in my human form the message I'm relaying ÀÌ·¸°Ô Àΰ£ÀÇ ÇüÅ·Π¸Þ¼¼Áö¸¦ Àü´ÞÇØÁִµ¥µµ Why do you choose to mimic these wack MC's? ¿Ö Àú·± ¹Ùº¸ MCµéÀ» µû¶óÇÏ°Ô µÈ °Å¾ß? Why do you choose to listen to R&B? ¿Ö R&B¸¦ µè±â·Î ÅÃÇѰžß? Why must you believe somethin is fat ¿Ö ¶óµð¿À¿¡¼ ÇÏ·ç 20¹ø Ʋ¾îÁشٰí Just because it's played on the radio, 20 times per day? ±×°Ô ¸ÚÁø ³ë·¡¶ó°í ¹Ï°Ô µÇ´Â°Å¾ß? My perception of poetical injection is ejactulation ³» ½Ã ÁÖÀÔÀÇ °ßÇØ´Â »çÁ¤(?) The Immaculate Conception ¿ÀÁ¡ ¾ø´Â °³³ä The hall walker, who stalks bodies in Central Park º¹µµ¸¦ °É¾î°¡, Central Park¿¡¼ ¸ö¶×À̸¦ ÂÑ¾Æ Soon emergency services'll outline that body in chalk °ð ±ä±Þ ¼ºñ½º ´ã´çÀÚµéÀÌ ½Ãü ÁÖº¯¿¡ ºÐÇÊÀ» ±ß°ÚÁö Then I begin to walk away and spit ±×¸®°í ³ ÇöÀåÀ» ¶°³ª¸é¼ ¹ñ¾î´ë Then when I walk away I talk shit! ±×´ÙÀ½ °É¾î°¡¸é¼ Çê¼Ò¸®¸¦ ¶³¾î! Huh, a driver sprayed my face with mace Huh, ¿îÀü¼ö°¡ ³» ¾ó±¼¿¡ öÅ𸦠³¯·Á She didn't know that I enjoyed the taste of radioactive waste ±×³à´Â ³»°¡ ¹æ»ç´É Æó±â¹°ÀÇ ¸ÀÀ» Áñ°å´Ù´Â °É ¸ô¶ó When I'm in the backseat of your mid-town taxi ´Ï µ¿³× Åýà µÞÀÚ¸®¿¡ ¾É¾ÆÀÖÀ» ¶© Don't even ask me for the cash G µ· ³»¶ó´Â ¸»Àº ÇÏÁö¸¶ The four cabs before didn't pick me up ÀÌ¹Ì ³× ´ëÀÇ Åýð¡ ³¯ ¾È Å¿ì°í Áö³ªÃƾî Now ask yourself who the fuck's gonna stick me up ÀÌÁ¦ ´©°¡ ³¯ ÅаÇÁö Àڽſ¡°Ô ¹°¾îºÁ [Chorus] |
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