Song | Lesson to Be Taught |
Artist | Lord Finesse |
Album | Funky Technician |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lord Finesse | |
Here we go, so pay attention to the teacher | |
Here to preach a lesson to reach ya | |
Brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews | |
Think that i'm joking? well then f you | |
Cause i'm here to put you up on a crime scoop | |
It'll only take a minute of your time, troop | |
So don't be a dummy or a lame brain | |
Lord finesse is teaching so just maintain | |
I'm not trying to diss you or even teach you | |
But here to teach you we are all equal | |
And show y'all in fact there's a better way | |
Than depending on welfare or medicaid | |
So finish up school and pass the scholar quiz | |
And show your children what the value of a dollar is | |
Cause many children are hard to please today | |
Cause they're searching for some type of easy way | |
But there's not, so who's at fault here? | |
So think about the lesson being taught here | |
How many brothers in the world you see today | |
Can say that they're living the legal way? | |
Out of 20, i could say a few of them | |
Out of seven i could say about two of them | |
Live correct and, show respect and | |
Don't sweat was is owned by the next man | |
Or front the role, being harder or tougher | |
Or live the life of a hustler | |
Selling that white stuff just to make a fast buck | |
But they don't stand tough when in handcuffs | |
So understand and comprehend and see, kid | |
You don't wanna take a fall like he did | |
Or she did or they did, or how others did | |
So don't sweat the lifestyle of another kid | |
Get yours by achieving and planning | |
So when they fall you'll still be standing | |
Set your goal, and know what your quest is | |
Open your ears to this positive message | |
"listen up, listen up" "we're all in this together" - cut 4x | |
Now i'll scramble, because life's a gamble | |
And like others, you go out like a candle | |
Like my man tone who had crazy potential | |
Before he went to the house for the mentally | |
Disturbed, before he had crazy truck jewelery | |
If he wasn't scrambling, you could have fooled me | |
He was paid, to all the girls handsome | |
He could have passed for donald trump's grandson | |
He had what it took, the fame, the glory | |
Yeah, let's get deep in the story | |
Drug dealer tone had everything sewn | |
Lots to own, he had a car with a phone | |
A cool brother, maxing, chilling | |
He always hung out in front of the building | |
But in the drug game there's no time for maxing | |
You always have others who want some action | |
And so many was jealous of tone | |
Cause of the things he owned and how he got known | |
He had a few friends, or rather he thought he did | |
Some hired help, some really dirty naughty kids | |
Blood they shed, will kill people dead | |
And fill them with lead at the nod of tone's head | |
For tone, everything was going great | |
Because him and his friends would sit and conversate | |
He would chill, relax and just sit back | |
His friends got unruly, but tone wasn't with that | |
Til one day he saw them sharing it | |
He thought to himself "it wouldn't hurt to experiment" | |
So they passed it (inhales) he hit it | |
There you have it, tone got addicted | |
Like most drug stories, the end sound the same | |
Cause everything he had went down the drain | |
He lost everything, the money, the work | |
The car, to tone, drugs came first | |
The wrong thing was for tone to start that | |
He was getting beamed up like a member of star trek | |
The young brother went insane | |
Forgot his name, yo that's a damn shame | |
But someone in the street took responsibility | |
And checked tone into a drug facility | |
Now tone has a chance to get better | |
And clever, and get himself together | |
You may not like the way that i say this | |
But drugs ain't nothing to play with | |
So don't be pressured by what the grown say | |
Be yourself and walk your own way | |
"listen up, listen up" "we're all in this together" - cut 4x |
zuo qu : Lord Finesse | |
Here we go, so pay attention to the teacher | |
Here to preach a lesson to reach ya | |
Brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews | |
Think that i' m joking? well then f you | |
Cause i' m here to put you up on a crime scoop | |
It' ll only take a minute of your time, troop | |
So don' t be a dummy or a lame brain | |
Lord finesse is teaching so just maintain | |
I' m not trying to diss you or even teach you | |
But here to teach you we are all equal | |
And show y' all in fact there' s a better way | |
Than depending on welfare or medicaid | |
So finish up school and pass the scholar quiz | |
And show your children what the value of a dollar is | |
Cause many children are hard to please today | |
Cause they' re searching for some type of easy way | |
But there' s not, so who' s at fault here? | |
So think about the lesson being taught here | |
How many brothers in the world you see today | |
Can say that they' re living the legal way? | |
Out of 20, i could say a few of them | |
Out of seven i could say about two of them | |
Live correct and, show respect and | |
Don' t sweat was is owned by the next man | |
Or front the role, being harder or tougher | |
Or live the life of a hustler | |
Selling that white stuff just to make a fast buck | |
But they don' t stand tough when in handcuffs | |
So understand and comprehend and see, kid | |
You don' t wanna take a fall like he did | |
Or she did or they did, or how others did | |
So don' t sweat the lifestyle of another kid | |
Get yours by achieving and planning | |
So when they fall you' ll still be standing | |
Set your goal, and know what your quest is | |
Open your ears to this positive message | |
" listen up, listen up" " we' re all in this together" cut 4x | |
Now i' ll scramble, because life' s a gamble | |
And like others, you go out like a candle | |
Like my man tone who had crazy potential | |
Before he went to the house for the mentally | |
Disturbed, before he had crazy truck jewelery | |
If he wasn' t scrambling, you could have fooled me | |
He was paid, to all the girls handsome | |
He could have passed for donald trump' s grandson | |
He had what it took, the fame, the glory | |
Yeah, let' s get deep in the story | |
Drug dealer tone had everything sewn | |
Lots to own, he had a car with a phone | |
A cool brother, maxing, chilling | |
He always hung out in front of the building | |
But in the drug game there' s no time for maxing | |
You always have others who want some action | |
And so many was jealous of tone | |
Cause of the things he owned and how he got known | |
He had a few friends, or rather he thought he did | |
Some hired help, some really dirty naughty kids | |
Blood they shed, will kill people dead | |
And fill them with lead at the nod of tone' s head | |
For tone, everything was going great | |
Because him and his friends would sit and conversate | |
He would chill, relax and just sit back | |
His friends got unruly, but tone wasn' t with that | |
Til one day he saw them sharing it | |
He thought to himself " it wouldn' t hurt to experiment" | |
So they passed it inhales he hit it | |
There you have it, tone got addicted | |
Like most drug stories, the end sound the same | |
Cause everything he had went down the drain | |
He lost everything, the money, the work | |
The car, to tone, drugs came first | |
The wrong thing was for tone to start that | |
He was getting beamed up like a member of star trek | |
The young brother went insane | |
Forgot his name, yo that' s a damn shame | |
But someone in the street took responsibility | |
And checked tone into a drug facility | |
Now tone has a chance to get better | |
And clever, and get himself together | |
You may not like the way that i say this | |
But drugs ain' t nothing to play with | |
So don' t be pressured by what the grown say | |
Be yourself and walk your own way | |
" listen up, listen up" " we' re all in this together" cut 4x |
zuò qǔ : Lord Finesse | |
Here we go, so pay attention to the teacher | |
Here to preach a lesson to reach ya | |
Brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews | |
Think that i' m joking? well then f you | |
Cause i' m here to put you up on a crime scoop | |
It' ll only take a minute of your time, troop | |
So don' t be a dummy or a lame brain | |
Lord finesse is teaching so just maintain | |
I' m not trying to diss you or even teach you | |
But here to teach you we are all equal | |
And show y' all in fact there' s a better way | |
Than depending on welfare or medicaid | |
So finish up school and pass the scholar quiz | |
And show your children what the value of a dollar is | |
Cause many children are hard to please today | |
Cause they' re searching for some type of easy way | |
But there' s not, so who' s at fault here? | |
So think about the lesson being taught here | |
How many brothers in the world you see today | |
Can say that they' re living the legal way? | |
Out of 20, i could say a few of them | |
Out of seven i could say about two of them | |
Live correct and, show respect and | |
Don' t sweat was is owned by the next man | |
Or front the role, being harder or tougher | |
Or live the life of a hustler | |
Selling that white stuff just to make a fast buck | |
But they don' t stand tough when in handcuffs | |
So understand and comprehend and see, kid | |
You don' t wanna take a fall like he did | |
Or she did or they did, or how others did | |
So don' t sweat the lifestyle of another kid | |
Get yours by achieving and planning | |
So when they fall you' ll still be standing | |
Set your goal, and know what your quest is | |
Open your ears to this positive message | |
" listen up, listen up" " we' re all in this together" cut 4x | |
Now i' ll scramble, because life' s a gamble | |
And like others, you go out like a candle | |
Like my man tone who had crazy potential | |
Before he went to the house for the mentally | |
Disturbed, before he had crazy truck jewelery | |
If he wasn' t scrambling, you could have fooled me | |
He was paid, to all the girls handsome | |
He could have passed for donald trump' s grandson | |
He had what it took, the fame, the glory | |
Yeah, let' s get deep in the story | |
Drug dealer tone had everything sewn | |
Lots to own, he had a car with a phone | |
A cool brother, maxing, chilling | |
He always hung out in front of the building | |
But in the drug game there' s no time for maxing | |
You always have others who want some action | |
And so many was jealous of tone | |
Cause of the things he owned and how he got known | |
He had a few friends, or rather he thought he did | |
Some hired help, some really dirty naughty kids | |
Blood they shed, will kill people dead | |
And fill them with lead at the nod of tone' s head | |
For tone, everything was going great | |
Because him and his friends would sit and conversate | |
He would chill, relax and just sit back | |
His friends got unruly, but tone wasn' t with that | |
Til one day he saw them sharing it | |
He thought to himself " it wouldn' t hurt to experiment" | |
So they passed it inhales he hit it | |
There you have it, tone got addicted | |
Like most drug stories, the end sound the same | |
Cause everything he had went down the drain | |
He lost everything, the money, the work | |
The car, to tone, drugs came first | |
The wrong thing was for tone to start that | |
He was getting beamed up like a member of star trek | |
The young brother went insane | |
Forgot his name, yo that' s a damn shame | |
But someone in the street took responsibility | |
And checked tone into a drug facility | |
Now tone has a chance to get better | |
And clever, and get himself together | |
You may not like the way that i say this | |
But drugs ain' t nothing to play with | |
So don' t be pressured by what the grown say | |
Be yourself and walk your own way | |
" listen up, listen up" " we' re all in this together" cut 4x |