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作词 : Bass, King, Mathers, Resto ... |
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These ideas are nightmares for white parents |
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Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair |
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and who likes earrings |
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Like whatever they say has no bearing |
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It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing |
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To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring |
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Alone in his own zone cold and he don't care |
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He's a problem child what bothers him all comes out |
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When he talks about his ****in' dad walkin' out |
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Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out |
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But if he ever saw him again he'd prolly knock him out |
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His thoughts are whacked he's mad so he's talkin' back |
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Talkin' black brainwashed from rock and rap |
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He sags his pants dew-rags and a stockin' cap |
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His stepfather hit him so he socked him back |
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And broke his nose this house is a broken home |
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There's no control he just lets his emotions go- |
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C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!) sing for the year (Sing It!) |
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Sing for the laughter sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
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Sing it with me just for today |
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Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away |
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Entertainment is changin' intertwinin' with gangstas |
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In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum |
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Only ya unholy only have one homey |
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Only this gun lonely 'cuz don't anyone know me |
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But everybody just feels like they can relate |
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I guess words are a mother****a they can be great |
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Or they can degrade or even worse they can teach hate |
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It's like kids hang on every single statement we make |
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Like they worship us plus all the stores ship us platinum |
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Now how the **** did this metamorphosis happen |
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From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' |
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To havin' a fortune no more kissin' ass |
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But then these critics crucify you journalists try to burn you |
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Fans turn on you attorneys all wanna turn at you |
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To get their hands on every dime you have |
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They want you to lose your mind every time you mad |
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So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon |
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Any dispute don't hesitate to produce handguns |
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Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me |
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Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly |
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But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously |
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So I'm signin' CDs while police fingerprint me |
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They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me |
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If I'm such a ****in' menace this shit doesn't make sense B |
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It's all political if my music is literal and I'm a criminal |
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How the **** can I raise a little girl |
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I couldn't I wouldn't be fit to |
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You're full of shit too Guerrera THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU! |
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C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!) sing for the year (Sing It!) |
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Sing for the laughter sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
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Sing it with me just for today |
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Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away |
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They say music can alter moods and talk to you |
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But can it load a gun for you and cock it too |
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Well if it can then the next time you assault a dude |
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Just tell the judge it was my fault and I'll get sued |
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See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols |
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And they wanna get one 'cuz they think the shit's cool |
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Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves |
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We entertainas of course this shit's affectin' our sales |
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You ignoramus but music is reflection of self |
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We just explain it and then we get our checks in the mail |
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It's ****ed up ain't it |
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how we can come from practically nothin' |
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To bein' able to have any ****in' thing that we wanted |
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That's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing |
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Except for a dream and a ****in' rap magazine |
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Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long |
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Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs |
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Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives |
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So they sit and they cry at night wishin they die |
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Till they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe |
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We're nothin' to you but we the ****in' shit in they eyes |
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That's why we sieze the moment try to freeze it and own it |
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Squeeze it and hold it 'cuz we consider these minutes golden |
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And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone |
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Just let our spirits live on through |
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our lyrics that you hear in our songs |
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And we can- |
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C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!) sing for the year (Sing It!) |
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Sing for the laughter sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
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Sing it with me just for today |
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Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away |
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C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!) sing for the year (Sing It!) |
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Sing for the laughter sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
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Sing it with me just for today |
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Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away |