Lady Sings the Blues - Killarmy.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : R. Stevenson/Michael Dewar/Terrance Hamlin
[00:01.00] 作曲 : R. Stevenson/Michael Dewar/Terrance Hamlin
[00:11.94](sung)
[00:12.03]Please lift us up where we belong
[00:16.71]All this time we're holdin on
[00:19.35]Lift us up where we belong
[00:26.85]Cuz life takes over like a spawn
[00:30.27](Dom Pachino)
[00:30.60]Mastermind, holdin through crimes
[00:32.04]Seen my fams Hill and Pah lowered in the ground
[00:34.23]Hold my crown, hold my nine
[00:35.46]Me and mama down ya s*ine, waited too long
[00:37.65]The year is mine, the time is now
[00:39.33]What, where, and how, ain't a question
[00:41.19]Life's a lesson, filled with choices - trust and depression
[00:43.74]Smokin 'ja and lime green shit , to ease my tension
[00:46.29]My rap sheet is long as soldier's gun possession
[00:48.81]Not to mention, spittin in mics; the kid's profession
[00:51.48]Movin crowds give my dick the hardest erection
[00:54.06]Clouds of smoke, burners and shit , that's for protection
[00:56.64]When no vest can save, when it's time for ya grave
[00:59.04]All the, dirt that I did, all the pain that I gave
[01:01.53]All the whylin out I did when my earth said 'behave'
[01:04.08]All them, bitches I stuck on my hungry-ass days
[01:06.72]All them, drugs that I slung with intent to get paid
[01:09.18]was for the better things in life - somethin I felt I deserved
[01:11.82]Nobody else gon' feed me, I'd be kicked to the curb
[01:14.40]Buy my mom a castle and land deep in the suburb'
[01:16.89]She a strong and intelligent woman, that's how she get served
[01:19.56]But depended on the next man isn't part of my plan
[01:22.14]Try an sell me a dream, put some CREAM in my hand
[01:24.69]Wanna garuntee me numbers on your weekly soundscan
[01:27.27]Try an, smile in my face while you shakin my hand
[01:29.79]Regardin business and shit , but wanna shit on my man
[01:32.46]Terror is here, Terrorist the powerful man
[01:35.01]I let the land sing the blues with a guitar in her hand...
[01:37.38](sung)
[01:39.27]...all this time we're holdin on
[01:42.72]Lift us up where we belong
[01:49.38]Cuz life takes over like a spawn
[01:52.26](9th Prince)
[01:52.44]Yo, yo, aiyyo, aiyyo
[01:53.25]My mind flashed back to memory lane
[01:55.23]I felt adrenaline rush through my veins
[01:57.24]Blood stain, +Major Payne+ like Damon Wayans
[01:59.34]PR Terrorist leg got hit
[02:01.02]It ricocheted and 4th Disciple arm had split
[02:03.24]I ran like the Bionic Man, western stance
[02:05.85]General Y's dillinger, just jammed in his hand
[02:08.43]Bullets on the loose, shells rip through my feathered goose
[02:11.07]We at war now, like Desert Storm troops
[02:13.08]Somehow I escaped like Attica inmates
[02:15.21]Dodgin jakes, pus*in weight on Shaolin and upstate
[02:18.00]Mentally slave - for righteousness I crave
[02:20.34]I plan to be wise and refuse to dig my own grave
[02:22.62]Back in the days, of Adam and Eve
[02:24.63]I was in the Garden of Eden rollin trees from leaves
[02:27.15]Nowadays niggas be dying from a virus called Stress Disease
[02:30.36]In New York, everybody screamin they Bloods and Darks
[02:32.94]Remember thugs that'd love to send me straight to the morgue
[02:35.40]Sometimes I feel like my life is going in circles
[02:37.83]Record labels be tryna jerk you
[02:39.69]Cross my line I'll try to murder you
[02:41.64]Guilliani got thugs on a curfew - it's real, like shit
[02:44.64]Everybody grab they steel, we build at will
[02:47.10]And save the children for real, for real...
[02:49.32](Islord talking)
[02:49.65]Aiyyo, it's like
[02:50.43]I remember my old earth G..
[02:52.50]It used to be - me, her and my grand earth in the bed
[02:57.51]KnowhatI'mean? One room apar**ent type joint
[03:01.41]Roaches all in ya shit ... yaknow
[03:06.15]It's like I'ma flash back right now
[03:07.62]Me and my physical.. I love that bitch
[03:14.82]We was co-defendants...
[03:25.89]Yo, my mind flashes back to '82 when I was 7
[03:29.40]Short, light-skinned, curly-head, startin trouble
[03:31.80]Young God, in the schoolyard
[03:33.30]Never kept my laces tied, s*irt tucked inside
[03:36.18]Never abided by the rules that I had to
[03:38.28]Me and my physical was on some - quick to snatch the Cash Rule
[03:42.03]From a flashy, analog bitch in the projects
[03:44.91]Know Latrenze pour weight outta state
[03:47.01]And front, with they big boys in the summertime
[03:49.53]Cuz we was on some, crimetime all year 'round
[03:52.32]Tacklin pockets, tearin chains offa necks
[03:54.78]Straight up disrespectful ways and actions
[03:57.03]Towards any man or female - cuz the life that I live and tell
[04:00.45]Is identical compared to no one
[04:02.67]And I'll be damned if I have to show one...
[04:04.62](sung)
[04:04.71]Please lift us up where we belong
[04:09.60]All this time we're holdin on
[04:11.22]Lift us up where we belong
[04:11.79]Until the Army drops the bomb...