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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Cunninlynguists]Mic Like A Memory |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
[chorus]x2 I sign his space's with time existant blare ±×ÀÇ °ø°£¿¡ ½Ã°£ ¼Ó Á¸ÀçÇÏ´Â ¼Ò¸®·Î ¼¸íÇØ I hold the mic like a memory ±â¾ïó·³ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¸¦ ºÙÀâ³× [Deacon the Villan] There was a time when I couldnt find energy ¿¹Àü ÈûÀ» ãÀ» ¼ö ¾ø´Â ¶§°¡ ÀÖ¾ú¾î The only person that was filln' me was Mrs. Hennesey ³ª¸¦ ä¿öÁÖ´Â »ç¶÷Àº Mrs. Hennesey »ÓÀ̾úÁö *Hennesey´Â »ç¶÷ÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï¶ó ¼ú À̸§ÀÔ´Ï´Ù. Ahh, Its like life was pinnin' me down ¾Æ, ¸¶Ä¡ »îÀÌ ³»°Ô ÇÉÀ» ²È´Â°Å °°¾Ò¾î I used to gout on the town and get instantly clowend ¸¶À»¿¡ µé¾î°¡ÀÚ¸¶ÀÚ ³î¸²¸¸ ¹Þ°í ³ª¿Ô¾î You aint gonna be a rapper, you not a factor ³Í ·¡ÆÛ°¡ µÇÁö ¸øÇØ, ±×·² ¿äÀÎÀÌ ¾øÀÝ¾Æ You just a kentucky boy, get yourself a tractor ³Í Kentucky Ãâ½ÅÀÏ »Ó¾ß, Æ®·¢Åͳª ÇÑ´ë »ç Chasing out the bogus dreams that you never acheive Àý´ë ÀÌ·ê ¼ö ¾ø´Â °ÅÁþ ²ÞµéÀ» ÂѾƳ»´Â °Í Thats when the liquer and weed became a need ±×¶§¾ß¸»·Î ¼ú°ú ¸¶¸®È³ª°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÏÁö Self-esteem was about as low as ?? ³ªÀÇ ÀÚÁ¸½ÉÀº ³Ê¹«³ª Àû¾ú°í Asperations were about as big as Mertyl Ercle's titties ³» ¶æÀ̶ó°í ÇØºÁ¾ß Mertyl ErcleÀÇ °¡½¿¸¸ Çß¾î Then as soon as I started geeting some pride ±× ÈÄ ÀڽۨÀ» Á¶±ÝÀº ¾ò°Ô µÇ¾úÀ»¶§ My sister high, drugged, plain and died on ile 65 ³» ¿©µ¿»ýÀÌ ¸¶¾à¿¡ ÃëÇß´Ù°¡, Á×¾î¹ö·È¾î In a family full of pride, house full of tears ÀںνÉÀ¸·Î °¡µæÂù °¡Á·ÀÌ, ´«¹°À» È긮°Ô µÆ°í Spent many years with a blood stream of beers ÇÍÁÙ¿¡ ¸ÆÁÖ°¡ °¡µæÂ÷µµ·Ï ¸î³â°£ ¸¶¼Å´òÁö Heart full of fears all ??, no cheers µÎ·Á¿òÀ¸·Î °¡µæÂù ¸¶À½, »ç¶óÁø ȯȣ¼º Till the rhythem in my ears make my mind clear ³» ±ÍÀÇ ¸®µëÀÌ ¸¶À½À» ±ú²ýÀÌ ÇØÁÖ±â Àü±îÁö ¸»¾ß [Chorus]x2 [Dj Kno] Aiiyo, I hold the microphone enclosed in my palm Aiiyo, ³ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©·ÎÆùÀ» ¼Õ¹Ù´Ú¿¡ ²Ë ºÙÀâ°í And go beyond the flows exposed in my songs ³ªÀÇ ³ë·¡¿¡ µå·¯³ Ç÷οì·Î À̵¿ÇÏÁö Cant grow fond of past memories °ú°ÅÀÇ ±â¾ïµéÀº ÀüÇô ¸¾¿¡ µéÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Cos negetivity leeds the way to live with vast energy ¿Ö³ÄÇÏ¸é ¼Ò±ØÀûÀΠŵµ´Â Ä¿´Ù¶õ ÈûÀ» °¡Áö°í »ì ¼ö ¾øÀ¸´Ï Offended by the mental imagery ¸¶À½ÀÇ À̹ÌÁö¿¡ ¾ÆÆÄÇϰí And suggest livin' in poverty was really meant for me °¡³ ¼Ó¿¡¼ »ç´Â °ÍÀÌ »ç½Ç ³ªÀÇ ¿î¸íÀ̾ú´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇØ paternal tendancies towards chemical dependancies ³» ¾Æºüó·³, Ç÷¿¬°ü°è¿¡ ÀÇÁ¸ÇÏ´Â ±×·± ¼º°ÝÀº had me thinking that all my enemies work into me ¸ðµç ÀûµéÀÌ ³¯ ½±°Ô ¹«³Ê¶ß¸± ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÄÉ Çß¾î And I cant begin to see how to control the flash backs ±×·± ±â¾ïÀÇ È¸»óÀº ½Ãµµ¶§µµ ¾øÀÌ ½ÃÀÛµÇÁö And progress past, all my style of dress got me laughed at ±×¸®°í ¹ßÀü, ³»°¡ ÀÔ´Â ¿ÊÀº ¾ðÁ¦³ª ºñ¿ôÀ½´çÇß°í Thought I was passed at ±×³É Áö³ªÃÆ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇßÁö¸¸ But it attemps to reoccur when I dont proceive wat I feel I deserve ³»°¡ ¹Þ¾Æ¾ßÇÏ´Â °ÍÀ» ¾Ë¾ÆÃ¤Áö ¸øÇßÀ»¶© ´Ù½Ã ½ÃµµÇÏ°Ô µÇ¾ú¾î being slurred by those not livin' in my position, ³» À§Ä¡¿¡ ÀÖÁö ¾ÊÀº Àڵ鿡 ÀÇÇØ Èçµé¸®¸ç My thoughts tend to glisten, Just like I'm kinda pissn' ³ªÀÇ »ý°¢µéÀº ºû³µ¾î, ¸¶Ä¡ ¿ÀÁÜÀ» ´©µíÀÌ And when I thought id risin', life freeze's the frame À§·Î ¿Ã¶ó°£´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇßÀ»¶§, »îÀº Â÷°¡¿öÁ³Áö So I hold the mic like a memory to ease th pain. ±×·¡¼ ³ °íÅëÀ» ¾ø¾Ö±â À§ÇØ ±â¾ïó·³ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©¸¦ ºÙÀâ¾Æ [Chorus]x2 [Kory Calico] I sit back on the flip, on the wild paths in my life ³ª´Â ³» »î ¼Ó °ÅÄ£ ±æ¿¡ Áö±Ý ¾É¾ÆÀÖ¾î Only pain and heartache can feel my paths on the right ¿À¸¥ÂÊ¿¡´Â °íÅë°ú °¡½¿¾ÆÇĸ¸ÀÌ ÀÚ¸®¸¦ Â÷ÁöÇϰí ÀÖÁö You know wat blasphermy's like, cursing the god ½Å¼º¸ðµ¶ÀÌ ¹ºÁö ¾Ë°ÚÁö, ½ÅÀ» ¿åÇÏ´Â °Å Cause you aint got shit it hurts and its hard ³Ê¿¡°Õ ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾øÀݾÆ, ¾ÆÇÁ°í ¾î·ÆÁö Hell at times I steped it up to only stumble Áö¿Á°°Àº ½Ã°£, ³Ñ¾îÁö±â À§ÇØ ¿Ã¶ó°£ °è´Ü Was forced to play tarzan in this concrete jungle ÄÜÅ©¸®Æ® Á¤±Û ¼Ó¿¡¼ ³ °Á¦ÀûÀ¸·Î ŸÀÜ ¿ªÀ» ¸Ã¾Ò¾î Most of my life's a daze got me forever lighting haze ³ªÀÇ »î ´ëºÎºÐÀº ¹Ì·Î, ¾ðÁ¦³ª ´ã¹è¿¡ ºÒÀ» ºÙÀÌ°Ô µÇ¾úÁö Trying to forget the times, where I barely ate twice a day ÇÏ·ç¿¡ µÎ ³¢µµ °Ü¿ì ¸Ô´ø ±×¶§¸¦, ÀØÀ¸·Á°í ¾Ö¸¦ ½á For, alone and helpless, so when I only felt the shame È¥ÀÚÀÌ°í ¹«·ÂÇØ¼, ºÎ²ô·¯¿î ´À³¦¸¸ ³²¾Ò°í sharing a twin bed in a homeless shelter ³ë¼÷ÀÚ ¼ö¿ë¼Ò¿¡¼ ´Ù¸¥ À̵é°ú ħ´ë¸¦ °°ÀÌ ¾²°í Few friends even then, most hommies is fake Ä£±¸µµ °ÅÀÇ ¾ø¾î, ´ëºÎºÐÀº °¡Â¥ÀÌÁö Feel like a prisoner in my home pencil my only escape Áý¿¡ ÀÖÀ»¶© Á˼ö °°Àº ±âºÐÀÌ µé¾î, ¿¬Çʸ¸ÀÌ ³ªÀÇ Å»Ãⱸ I went from the block with my fam, to collage exams °¡Á·°ú ÇÔ²² °Å¸®¿¡¼ ¹þ¾î³ª, ´ëÇÐ ½ÃÇèÀ» ºÃ¾î But the pressures still there Dog, I'm still scared ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ¾Ð¹Ú°¨ÀÌ ÀÖ¾î, ¾ÆÁ÷ ¹«¼¿ö But I know it will all be right in the end ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³¡¿¡´Â ¸ðµÎ´Ù ±¦Âú¾ÆÁö°ÚÁö As long as I can focus my fears and channel my life through my pen ³ªÀÇ °íÅë¿¡ ÃÊÁ¡À» ¸ÂÃß°í ÆæÀ» ÅëÇØ¼ »îÀ» ½ñ¾Æ³»´Â ÇÑ |
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