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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [The Roots]Lost Desire |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
[Hook: ?uestlove (x2)] It's the love, in your heart À̰ÍÀº ³× ½ÉÀå ¼ÓÀÇ »ç¶û Or the pain, in your mind ȤÀº ³× ¸¶À½ ¼ÓÀÇ ¾ÆÇÄ No one cares, what the truth is ¾Æ¹«µµ Áø½ÇÀÌ ¹ºÁö ½Å°æ ¾È ½á Cause 'em fortunes, they don't lie ¿Ö³Ä¸é µ·À̶õ °Ç, °ÅÁþ¸» ¾È Çϴϱî [Malik B.] Ok, uh-huh, ok, yo I'm exhausted, but I never ever forfeit ³ ÁöÃÆ¾î, ÇÏÁö¸¸ Àý´ë·Î Ç׺¹ ¾È ÇØ Y'all just bullshit while I knock a nigga off quick ³Ê³×µéÀº ±×³É ¸ÛûÀ̵é, ³ »ó´ë¸¦ ºü¸£°Ô ÇØÄ¡¿ö Y'all start speaking in tongues and start reaching for guns ³Ê³×µéÀº ¾Ë¾ÆµéÀ» ¼ö ¾ø´Â ¸»À» Çϸç ÃÑ¿¡ ¼ÕÀ» »¸¾î A militant will put this heat in your lungs Militant´Â ÀÌ ÃѾËÀ» ´Ï Æó¿¡ ¹Ú¾ÆÁÖÁö The street and the slums, the weekend is done °Å¸®¿Í ºó¹Î°¡, ÁÖ¸»Àº ³¡³µ¾î The local class always show you what heat is become ÀÌ µ¿³× ÃÖ°í°¡ Ç×»ó ¶ß°Å¿î ¿±âÀÇ º¯È¸¦ º¸¿©ÁÖÁö The seasons are done, and reasons are none ½ÃÁðÀº ³¡, ÀÌÀ¯´Â ¾ø¾î People dyin' bullets flyin' cause they squeezin' for fun »ç¶÷µéÀº Á×°í ÃѾ˵éÀº ³¯¾Æ°¡, ¸ðµÎµé Àç¹Ì·Î ÃÑÀ» ½÷´ëÀÝ¾Æ It's all of a nightmare, that's right there ±×°÷¿¡ ÀÖ´Â °Ç, ¾Ç¸ùÀÇ ¸ðµç °Í They hopin' that somebody in the hood just might care ±×µéÀº °ÔÅäÀÇ ´©±º°¡°¡ ¾î¶»°Ô ÇØÁֱ⸦ ¹Ù¶ó With all this protestin' and rallyin', death toll tallyin' ¿Â°® µ¥¸ð¿Í ½ÃÀ§, »ç¸ÁÀÚ ¼ö´Â ¿Ã¶ó°¡°í Foul smells around them, pails in the alley an' ´õ·¯¿î ³¿»õ°¡ ¹øÁ®, °ñ¸ñ±æ¿¡ ³õÀÎ ¾çµ¿À̵é Corner filled with teddy bears, cause they killed a child again, ¸ðÅüÀÌ´Â °õÀÎÇüÀ¸·Î °¡µæÇØ, ¶Ç ¾ÆÀÌ Çϳª°¡ Á×¾úÀ¸´Ï±î They sing about murder, so it ain't a song it's hollerin' ±×µéÀº »ìÀο¡ ´ëÇØ ³ë·¡ÇØ, ±×·¯´Ï ÀÌ°Ç ³ë·¡°¡ ¾Æ³Ä ¿ÜħÀÌÁö Get off the choir with your soft attire, ´Ï ºÎµå·¯¿î ¿Ê µé°í ¼º°¡´ë¿¡¼ ³ª¿Í Niggas out here don't give a fuck, cause they Lost Desire ¿©±â ÀÖ´Â ³ðµéÀº ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ½Å°æ ¾È ½á, ¿å¸ÁÀ» ÀÒ¾úÀ¸´Ï±î [Hook x2] [Talib Kweli] Yeah My city's full of, heartbreakers and stargazers ³» µµ½Ã´Â, ½½Ç À̵é°ú º°À» º¸´Â À̵é·Î °¡µæÇØ Who puff garsh Vegas ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÇÇ¿ì´Â À̵é So they "Gone with the wind", like Clark Gable, ±×µéÀº Clark Gableó·³ "¹Ù¶÷°ú ÇÔ²² »ç¶óÁ®" Breathin' like Darth Vader, believin' in dark angel Darth Vaderó·³ ¼ûÀ» ½¬¸ç, ¾îµÒÀÇ Ãµ»ç¸¦ ¹Ï¾î Yeah, we got flags, but they not star-spangled ±×·¡, ¿ì¸° ±ê¹ßÀÌ ÀÖ¾î, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¼ºÁ¶±â´Â ¾Æ´ÏÁö We not patriotic, the heroes are not them, ¿ì¸° ¾Ö±¹ÀÚ, ¿µ¿õµéÀº ±×µéÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä Ghetto grills like rims, you stop, they still spin ŸÀÌ¾î °°Àº °ÔÅä ¾ó±¼(?), ³Í ¸ØÃß°í, ±×µéÀº °è¼Ó µ¹¾Æ Tall tales at the bar, witnessed after dark ¼úÁý¿¡¼ÀÇ Çãdz, ¾îµÎ¿öÁø ÈÄ¿¡ º¸ÀÌÁö And we still stop in and chicken and (?) Timbs ¿ì¸° Àá½Ã ¸ØÃç¼¼ ġŲ°ú Timbs¸¦ »ç°í And listen to Rakim Rakim ³ë·¡¸¦ µè°Ú¾î With the way that y'all been Áö±Ý±îÁö »ì¾Æ¿Ô´ø ¹æ½ÄÀ¸·Î For realla, I hadn't been schemin' to ply in Á¤¸», ³ ¹Ù»Ú°Ô ¿òÁ÷ÀÌ·Á´Â °èȹ ¾ø¾ú¾î You fear us? Fear is self, personified ³Í ¿ì¸®°¡ µÎ·Á¿ö? µÎ·Á¿òÀº ±× ÀÚü·Î ÀΰÝȵÇÁö Payin' homage to homicide »ìÀο¡ °æÀǸ¦ Ç¥Çϰí Prayin' to the dollar sign ´Þ·¯ ±âÈ£¿¡ ±âµµÇØ It's idol worship, the rebel forces À̰ÍÀº ¿ì»ó ¼þ¹è, Çõ¸í±º Bodies lie at the foundation of the fortress ½ÃüµéÀº ±âÁöÀÇ ±â¹Ý¿¡ ³õ¿©ÀÖ¾î This is war, we expect some losses À̰ÍÀº ÀüÀï, ¼ÕÇØ°¡ Á» ÀÖÀ» °ÍÀ¸·Î º¸¿© And we comin' for the heads of the bosses ¿ì¸° ¿ìµÎ¸Ó¸® ¸Ó¸®µéÀ» ³ë·Á [Hook x2] [Black Thought] Yo We on some casualties of war shit ¿ì¸° ÀüÀïÀÇ »ç»óÀÚ What you stand for, kid? ´Ï°¡ ´ëÇ¥ÇÏ´Â °Ç ¹¹Áö? We in the city where they definitely lost it ¿ì¸° ±×µéÀÌ ºÐ¸íÇÏ°Ô Á®¹ö¸° µµ½Ã¿¡ ÀÖ¾î You open your eye-lids and get capped in the ribs ³Í ´«²¨Ç®À» µé¾î, ±×¸®°í Ʋ ¼Ó¿¡ °¤Çô Your funeral they have your 12th grade portrait ³× Àå·Ê½Ä¿¡ ±×µéÀº ´Ï °í3 ¶§ »çÁøÀ» °É¾î³õÁö Pretty corpse in casket, bell-shaped orchids °ü¿¡ ´©¿î ¿¹»Û ½Ãü, Á¾ ¸ð¾çÀÇ ³ÃÊ Said he 19 and left a self-made fortune 19»ìÀ̶ó°í Çß°í, ½º½º·Î µ·À» ´Ù ¹ú¾ú´Ù°í ÇßÁö And left three orphans ³²Àº °Ç ¼¼ ¸íÀÇ °í¾Æ Now he in a box with the same chain and watch ÀÌÁ¦ ±×´Â ¶È°°Àº ¸ñ°ÉÀÌ¿Í ½Ã°è¸¦ °ÉÄ¡°í °ü¿¡ ´©¿öÀÖ¾î That never came off him ±×´Â ±×°É ¹þÁö ¾Ê¾ÒÁö It's a shame what it cost him ±× ´ë°¡°¡ ÂüÀ¸·Î ¾ÈŸ±î¿ö Where he come from it ain't nothin' ±×ÀÇ °íÇâÀº ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾øÁö It's a everyday thing, that's a problem ¸ÅÀÏ ¹ú¾îÁö´Â ÀÏ, ±×°Ô ¹®Á¦¾ß It's chambers revolvin' ÃѽÇÀÌ µ¹¾Æ°¡ Bustin' like Russian roulette ·¯½Ã¾È ·ê·¿ÇÏµí ½÷ With a full set, they change what the odds is, ÃѾËÀ» ´Ù ä¿ì°í, ±×µéÀº È®·üÀ» ¹Ù²ã Flames in the mosque, and people held hostage »ç¿ø¿¡ ¿À¸¥ ºÒ±æ, ÀÎÁú·Î ÀâÈù »ç¶÷µé Everyday I struggle, try to get up out the mosh-pit ³ ¸ÅÀÏ ¸Â¼ ½Î¿ö, ³ÀåÆÇ¿¡¼ ³ª°¡·Á°í ¾Ö¾²Áö Homicide for profit, tell me how we not sick? µ·À» À§ÇÑ »ìÀÎ, ¿ì¸®°¡ ¾î¶»°Ô ¾È ¹ÌÃÆÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ°Ú¾î? This shit is out of control, they can't stop it ÀÌ°Ç Áö±Ý ÅëÁ¦ ºÒ´É »óžß, ¸ØÃâ ¼ö ¾øÁö [Hook x1] It's the love... [echoes] ÀÌ°Ç »ç¶ûÀ̾ß... |
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