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| subject : | [Eminem]You're Never Over |
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[Chorus] The days are cold livin¡¯ without you ³Ê ¾øÀÌ »ì¾Æ°¡´Â ÇÏ·çÇÏ·ç´Â Ãä°í The nights are long, I¡¯m growing older ¹ãÀº ±æ°í, ³ª´Â ´Ä¾î°¡ I miss the days alone, thinkin¡¯ about you Ȧ·Î ±× ³¯À» ±×¸®¿öÇØ, ³Ê¸¦ »ý°¢ÇÏ¸é¼ You may be gone, but you¡¯re never over ³Í ¶°³µÁö¸¸, ³¡³ °Ç ¾Æ´Ï¾ß [Verse 1] If Proof could see me now, I know he¡¯d be proud Proof°¡ ³¯ º¼ ¼ö ÀÖ¾ú´Ù¸é, ºÐ¸í ÀÚ¶û½º·¯¿ö ÇÒ°Å¾ß Somewhere in me deep down, there¡¯s something in me he found ³» ±í¼÷ÇÑ °÷ ¾îµò°¡, ±×°¡ ã¾Æ³½ ¹«¾ð°¡°¡ ÀÖ¾î That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now ±×°Í ¶§¹®¿¡ ±×´Â ³ª¸¦ ¹Ï°Ô µÆÁö, ÀÌÁ¦ ¾Æ¹«µµ ³¯ ¸ø ÀÌ°Ü You try, it¡¯ll be them doors, on Dre's Phantom believe me clowns ³ë·ÂÇØºÁ, º¸ÀÌ´Â °Ç DreÀÇ Phantom ¹®µé, ³¯ ¹ÏÀ¸¶ó°í ±¤´ëµé¾Æ That means suicide homie, you¡¯ll never throw me ±×°Ç ÀÚ»ìÀ» ÀǹÌÇØ, ³Í Àý´ë ÀÌ ±æ ¹ÛÀ¸·Î Off of this course, blow me ³¯ ´øÁöÁöµµ, ³¯¸®Áöµµ ¸øÇØ Bitch I do this all for the sport only °³³â¾Æ, ³ ÀÌ°É ÁÁ¾Æ¼ ÇÏ´Â °Í »ÓÀÌÁö¸¸ But I want it all, I¡¯m not just talking awards homie ¸ðµç °É ¿øÇØ, »ó¸¸ ¾ê±âÇÏ´Â °Ç ¾Æ³Ä And the balls in my court and it¡¯s lonely °øÀº ³» ÄÚÆ®·Î ±¼·¯¿Ô°í, ¿Ü·Î¿ö On top of the world when you¡¯re the only ¼¼»óÀÇ Á¤»óÀº, °øÀ» µé°í ÀÖ´Â °Ô One with the balls and your shorts ³Ê ¹Û¿¡ ¾øÀ» ¶© ¸»ÀÌÁö To leave them jaws on the floor with no re- »ç¶÷µéÀÇ ÅÎÀ» ¹Ù´Ú±îÁö ¶³¾î¶ß¸®°í, ÈÄȸ¸¦ morse, remember that when they get to doggin¡¯ you boy homie ³²±âÁö ¾Ê°í, ±×µéÀÌ ³Î ±«·ÓÈ÷´ø ¶§¸¦ ±â¾ïÇØ Ä£±¸ So y¡¯all can just get to bloggin¡¯ about bologna ³Ê³Ù ÀÌÁ¦ º¼·Î³Ä ¾ê±â³ª ºí·Î±×¿¡ ¿Ã¸®µµ·Ï ÇØ I¡¯m not gonna stop the saga Continue, ³ ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, Àü¼³Àº °è¼Ó µÅ no stoppin¡¯ the force Obi, I¡¯m moppin the floors ÀÌ 'Æ÷½º'¸¦ ¸ØÃâ ¼ö ¾øÁö Obi, ³ ¹Ù´ÚÀ» ±×µé°ú ÇÔ²² with them, I keep tryna pass it, but they keep on droppin¡¯ the torch ´Û¾Æ, °è¼Ó ³Ñ°ÜÁÖ·Á ÇØµµ, ±×µéÀÌ È¶ºÒÀ» ¶³¾î¶ß¸®´Â °É and it won¡¯t be, long til this sport is O-V-E-R, ÀÌ ³îÀ̰¡ ³¡³¯ ¶§±îÁöµµ, ¿À·¡ ³²Áö ¾Ê¾Ò¾î just blazin¡¯ and we knockin¡¯ them doors and no we ±×Àú ºÒ²ÉÀ» Å¿ì¸é¼ ¹®À» ³Ñ¾î¶ß·Á, ¿ì¸° ain¡¯t pumpkins on Halloween but we¡¯ll show up on your porch, so be ÇÒ·ÎÀ© ³¯ÀÇ È£¹ÚÀÌ ¾Æ´ÏÁö¸¸ ´Ï ¹® ¾Õ¿¡ ³ªÅ¸³¯°Å¾ß, ±×·¯´Ï careful what you say, there ain¡¯t no punks over here so follow me ±×¶§ ÀÔÁ¶½ÉÇØ, ¿©±â¿£ ¸ÛûÇÑ ³ðµé ¾øÀ¸´Ï±î ³¯ µû¶ó¿Í Through the fog like I¡¯m S-N-double-O-P S-N-O-O-Pó·³ ¾È°³¸¦ ÇìÄ¡°í ³ª¿Í Let me guide you through the smoke G ¿¬±â ¼Ó¿¡¼ ±æÀ» À̲ø¾îÁÙ°Ô If only I wasn¡¯t travellin¡¯ down this road by my lonely ¿Ü·ÎÀÌ ÀÌ ±æÀ» ¿©ÇàÇÏ´Â °Í¸¸ ¾Æ´Ï¾îµµ ÁÁ¾ÒÀ»ÅÙµ¥ No one who knew me like you will ever know me ³Ê¸¸Å ³¯ ¾È »ç¶÷Àº ¾ø¾ú°í ¾ÕÀ¸·Îµµ ¾ø¾î I don¡¯t think you understand how much you meant to me ³×°¡ ³»°Ô ¾î¶² ÀǹÌÀÎÁö ³Êµµ ÀÌÇØ ¸ø ÇÒ°Å¾ß [Chorus] The days are cold livin¡¯ without you ³Ê ¾øÀÌ »ì¾Æ°¡´Â ÇÏ·çÇÏ·ç´Â Ãä°í The nights are long, I¡¯m growing older ¹ãÀº ±æ°í, ³ª´Â ´Ä¾î°¡ I miss the days alone, thinkin¡¯ about you Ȧ·Î ±× ³¯À» ±×¸®¿öÇØ, ³Ê¸¦ »ý°¢ÇÏ¸é¼ You may be gone, but you¡¯re never over ³Í ¶°³µÁö¸¸, ³¡³ °Ç ¾Æ´Ï¾ß And it don¡¯t stop (oh) ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (¿À) And it don¡¯t quit (oh) ±×¸¸µÎÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (¿À) And it don¡¯t stop (oh) ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (¿À) And it don¡¯t quit (oh) ±×¸¸µÎÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (¿À) And I miss you (oh) ³×°¡ ±×¸®¿ö (¿À) I just miss you (oh) ±×³É ±×¸®¿ö (¿À) I just miss you (oh) ±×³É ±×¸®¿ö (¿À) Homie I¡¯ll never forget you (no) Ä£±¸, ³Î ÀØÁö ¾ÊÀ»°Ô (Àý´ë) [Verse 2] For you, I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life ³Î À§ÇØ, Æò»ý ÃÖ°íÀÇ ¶óÀÓÀ» ¾²°í ½Í¾î So sick it¡¯ll blow up the mic, It¡¯ll put the dyna in mite ³Ê¹« ¯ÀÌ¶ó¼ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©°¡ ÅÍÁú Á¤µµ·Î, ´ÙÀ̳ª¸¶ÀÌÆ®¸¦ ¸¸µé¾î³¾ Á¤µµÀÎ °Í Yeah it¡¯ll make the dopest MC wanna jump off a bridge and shit himself ±×·¡, ÃÖ°íÀÇ MCµµ ´Ù¸®¿¡¼ ¶Ù¾î³»¸®°í ¹ÙÁö¿¡ ¶Ë ½Î°Ô ¸¸µé°Å¾ß Tap dancin¡¯ all over the beat, it¡¯ll jump off the page and spit itself ±× ¶óÀÓÀº ºñÆ® À§¿¡¼ ÅÇ´í½ºÇϸé¼, Á¾ÀÌ¿¡¼ ¶ÙÃijª¿Í ½º½º·Î ¹ñ¾îÁú°Å¾ß Yeah it¡¯s the best thing I could do right now Doodi for you is to rap ±×·¡, Áö±Ý ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °Ç ±×°Ô ÃÖ¼±ÀÌ¾ß Doodi, ·¦ÇÏ´Â °Å So Imma fuck til I die, yeah Imma do it to death ±×·¯´Ï Á×À» ¶§±îÁö Çϰھî, ±×·¡ Á×À»¸¸Å Çϰھî And instead of mourning your death, I¡¯d rather celebrate your life ³× Á×À½À» ¾ÖµµÇÏ´Â °Í ´ë½Å, ³× »îÀ» Âù¾çÇÒ·¡ Elevate to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, Imma need two mics »õ·Î¿î ³ôÀÌ·Î ¿Ã¶ó°¡, ¾×¼¿À» ¹â¾Æ °¡¼ÓÇØ, ¸¶ÀÌÅ©´Â µÎ °³°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇϰڱº Cuz the way that I¡¯m feelin¡¯ tonight, everything I can just do right ¿À´Ã¹ã ±âºÐÀ¸·Î´Â, ¹¹µç Á¦´ë·Î ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÀ» °Í °°°Åµç There¡¯s nothing that I can do wrong, I¡¯m too strong and I¡¯m just too hyped ¹¹µç Ʋ¸± ÀÏÀÌ ¾ø¾î, ³ ³Ê¹« °ÇÏ°í ³Ê¹« ÃëÇØÀÖ¾î Just finished the rhyming and bust it and excuse the corny metaphor ¹æ±Ý ·¦À» ³¡³ÂÁö, ÁøºÎÇÑ Ç¥ÇöÀº ¹Ì¾È They¡¯ll never catch up to all this energy that I¡¯ve mustered ¾Æ¹«µµ ³»°¡ ¸ðÀº ÈûÀÇ Å©±â¸¦ µû¶óÀâÁö ¸øÇÒ°Å¾ß So God just help me out while I fight through this grievin¡¯ process ±×·¯´Ï ½ÅÀ̽ÿ©, ÀÌ ½½Ç ³ª³¯À» °ßµ®³ª°¡´Â °É µµ¿ÍÁֽñæ Tryna process this loss is makin¡¯ me nauseous Ä£±¸¸¦ ÀÒ´Â °ÍÀ» °ßµð´Â °Ç ¼Ó ¾È ÁÁ°Ô ¸¸µé¾î But this depression ain¡¯t takin me hostage ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿ì¿ïÁõÀÌ ³¯ ÀÎÁú·Î »ï°Ô ÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø¾î I¡¯ve been patiently watchin¡¯ this game, pacin¡¯ these hallways ÂüÀ»¼º ÀÖ°Ô ÀÌ °ÔÀÓÀ» ÁöÄѺÁ¿Ô°í, º¹µµ¸¦ °É¾î¿ÔÁö You had faith in me always ³Í Ç×»ó ³»°Ô ¹ÏÀ½À» °¡Á³¾î Proof you knew I¡¯d come out of this slump, rise from these ashes Proof, ³»°¡ ½½·³ÇÁ¿¡¼ ¹þ¾î³ª, À縦 Åаí ÀϾ Come right back on they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards ±×µé ¾Õ¿¡ ´Ù½Ã ³ªÅ¸³ª Mike Tyson ½ÄÀ¸·Î ó¸®ÇÒ ÁÙ ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾úÁö And Imma show ¡®em, blow ¡®em out the water slaughter ¡®em homes ±×µé¿¡°Ô º¸¿©Áٰžß, ¹° ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ³¯·Á¹ö¸®°í ÀÛ»ìÀ» ³»°Ú¾î I¡¯ma own so many belts, the only place they can hit me is below em º§Æ®¸¦ ¿ÏÀü ¸¹ÀÌ µû¼, »ó´ë°¡ °ø°ÝÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ºÎºÐÀÌ ÇÏü ¹Û¿¡ ¾ø°Ô Homie I know I¡¯m, never gonna be the same without you Ä£±¸ ´Ï°¡ ¾øÀ¸¸é, ³ ¿ÏÀüÈ÷ º¯ÇÒ °Å¶õ°É ¾Ë¾Æ I woulda never came in this game, I¡¯m going insane without you ³×°¡ ¾Æ´Ï¸é ·¦À» ÇÒ Àϵµ ¾ø¾ú°ÚÁö, ³Ê ¾øÀÌ ³ ¹ÌÃİ¡ Matter of fact it was just the other night, had another dream about you »ç½Ç ¶Ç ¾î´À³¯ ¹ãÀΰ¡, ³Ê¿¡ °üÇÑ ²ÞÀ» ¶Ç ²å¾î You told me to get up, I got up and spread my wings and I flew ³Í ÀϾó°í ³»°Ô ¸»Çß°í, ³ ÀϾ ³¯°³¸¦ ÆîÄ¡°í ³¯¾Ò¾î You gave me a reason to fight, I was on my way to see you ³Í ³»°Ô ½Î¿ï ÀÌÀ¯¸¦ Áá¾î, °ÅÀÇ ³Î ¸¸³ª·¯ °¡´Â ±æ À§¿¡ ÀÖ¾úÁö¸¸ You told me nah Doodi you¡¯re not layin¡¯ on that table I knew ³Í ¾È µÈ´Ù°í, ±× Å×À̺í (½Ãü Å×À̺í?)¿¡ ´©¿ï ½Ã°£Àº ¾Æ´Ï¶ó°í ÇßÁö I was gonna make it, soon as you said think of Hailie, I knew ¼º°øÇÒ °ÍÀ» ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾ú¾î, Hailie¸¦ »ý°¢ÇÏ¶ó´ø ³ÊÀÇ ¸»À» µèÀÚ¸¶ÀÚ ¸»¾ß There wasn¡¯t no way that I was gonna ever leave them babies, and Proof °Â³×µéÀ» ³öµÎ°í °¡´Â °Ç Àý´ë·Î ºÒ°¡´ÉÇßÁö, ±×¸®°í Proof not many are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you ³Ê °°Àº ¼öÈ£ õ»ç¸¦ ¾ò´Â Çà¿îÀ» °¡Áø »ç¶÷Àº ¸¹Áö ¾Ê¾Æ Lord I¡¯m so thankful, please don¡¯t think I don¡¯t feel grateful, I do ½Å¿¡°Ô °¨»çÇØ, °¨»çÇÏÁö ¾Ê´Â´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÏÁö ¸¶½Ã±æ, Á¤¸»À̴ϱî Just grant me the strength that I need, for one more day to get through ³»°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÑ ÈûÀ» ÁÖ¾úÁö, ÇϷ縦 ´õ °ßµô ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô So homie this is your song, I dedicate this to you ±×·¡ Ä£±¸ ÀÌ°Ç ³ÊÀÇ ³ë·¡, ³Ê¿¡°Ô ¹ÙÄ¥°Ô I love you Doodi »ç¶ûÇØ Doodi [Chorus] The days are cold livin¡¯ without you ³Ê ¾øÀÌ »ì¾Æ°¡´Â ÇÏ·çÇÏ·ç´Â Ãä°í The nights are long, I¡¯m growing older ¹ãÀº ±æ°í, ³ª´Â ´Ä¾î°¡ I miss the days alone, thinkin¡¯ about you Ȧ·Î ±× ³¯À» ±×¸®¿öÇØ, ³Ê¸¦ »ý°¢ÇÏ¸é¼ You may be gone, but you¡¯re never over ³Í ¶°³µÁö¸¸, ³¡³ °Ç ¾Æ´Ï¾ß And it don¡¯t stop (oh) ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (¿À) And it don¡¯t quit (oh) ±×¸¸µÎÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (¿À) And it don¡¯t stop (oh) ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (¿À) And it don¡¯t quit (oh) ±×¸¸µÎÁö ¾Ê¾Æ (¿À) And I miss you (oh) ³×°¡ ±×¸®¿ö (¿À) I just miss you (oh) ±×³É ±×¸®¿ö (¿À) I just miss you (oh) ±×³É ±×¸®¿ö (¿À) Homie I¡¯ll never forget you (no) Ä£±¸, ³Î ÀØÁö ¾ÊÀ»°Ô (Àý´ë) |
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