Song | Same people (feat. Marissa Knight) |
Artist | Gasoline |
Album | Journey into abstract hip hop |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Yoann Letard |
[00:00.992] | Crowded in the corner of this dark smoke-filled room |
[00:04.026] | The speakers loom |
[00:05.198] | It's reminiscing of the ancient souls tomb |
[00:07.436] | I feel this is a rite of passage |
[00:09.763] | These blockades I break through |
[00:11.523] | These stained mind states I've spoken to |
[00:13.460] | I hope I've moved |
[00:18.005] | With the base and the breakbeat behind us |
[00:20.713] | Enlightened minds surrounding the mic |
[00:23.338] | No spotlight waiting for the elements to align |
[00:24.857] | Chronologically I'm in line peacefully, respectively |
[00:28.316] | I'm waiting my time in my presence |
[00:31.589] | Some anticipating, |
[00:32.196] | some hating but mostly well-equipped MCs that'd be contemplating |
[00:36.055] | It pleases me to take note of those worthy, |
[00:39.243] | the ones who ain't worried to dig down deep and get their hands dirty |
[00:42.363] | In the earthy top soil that we tread on |
[00:45.013] | Walking through this dusty planet |
[00:47.079] | Can't stand the fact that people be claiming |
[00:48.910] | territory when all I know is my gravity is my music |
[00:51.908] | We chose music, embrace, utilize it |
[00:53.766] | In my midst, at least between musicians it provides an immunity |
[00:58.535] | And creates a joint community |
[00:59.994] | It's always a competition |
[01:01.794] | Someone's on a mission for the best |
[01:03.751] Scratch [...] | B-box and break rewind |
[01:07.568] | Ultimately you decide what's at stake |
[01:11.283] | {All surrounding me is what it takes to rise above |
[01:14.073] | Rather than shun my rival, I give love to my equal element |
[01:21.969] | We're all different bodies but we're still the same people} |
[01:23.281] | All surrounding me is what it takes to rise above |
[01:27.292] | Rather than shun my rival, I give love to my equal element |
[01:31.218] | We're all different bodies but we're still the same people |
[01:34.731] | Around two turntables and a mic abounds plenty |
[01:36.875] | Many who don't look alike Puerto Rican, Black, White, Japanese |
[01:40.928] | It amazes me that we all could be well-versed and well-equipped MCs |
[01:46.817] | Choosing to express ourselves verbally |
[01:49.291] | Ideas being turned out some being released diabolically |
[01:52.732] | Transcending what we are viewed as focally |
[01:54.723] | We mutate our world, melt in to poetry |
[01:58.433] | Moving through this earth are crowds of bad attitudes |
[02:01.555] | amidst the swollen heads I still enjoy solitude |
[02:04.371] | Chosing to speak clearly if I speak and all |
[02:06.835] | I'm carving out every word before I let it fall |
[02:12.176] | My art is my only task in life |
[02:13.150] | Rhyme with me, enjoy some metaphysical exercise |
[02:17.591] | No need for any proof |
[02:19.172] | Our art is imminent, holding more words than truth |
[02:21.837] | All surrounding me is what it takes to rise above |
[02:24.658] | Rather than shun my rival, I give love to my equal element |
[02:30.516] | We're all different bodies but we're still the same people |
[02:33.481] | All surrounding me is what it takes to rise above |
[02:36.325] | Rather than shun my rival, I give love to my equal element |
[02:42.146] | We're all different bodies but we're still the same people |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Yoann Letard |
[00:00.992] | Crowded in the corner of this dark smokefilled room |
[00:04.026] | The speakers loom |
[00:05.198] | It' s reminiscing of the ancient souls tomb |
[00:07.436] | I feel this is a rite of passage |
[00:09.763] | These blockades I break through |
[00:11.523] | These stained mind states I' ve spoken to |
[00:13.460] | I hope I' ve moved |
[00:18.005] | With the base and the breakbeat behind us |
[00:20.713] | Enlightened minds surrounding the mic |
[00:23.338] | No spotlight waiting for the elements to align |
[00:24.857] | Chronologically I' m in line peacefully, respectively |
[00:28.316] | I' m waiting my time in my presence |
[00:31.589] | Some anticipating, |
[00:32.196] | some hating but mostly wellequipped MCs that' d be contemplating |
[00:36.055] | It pleases me to take note of those worthy, |
[00:39.243] | the ones who ain' t worried to dig down deep and get their hands dirty |
[00:42.363] | In the earthy top soil that we tread on |
[00:45.013] | Walking through this dusty planet |
[00:47.079] | Can' t stand the fact that people be claiming |
[00:48.910] | territory when all I know is my gravity is my music |
[00:51.908] | We chose music, embrace, utilize it |
[00:53.766] | In my midst, at least between musicians it provides an immunity |
[00:58.535] | And creates a joint community |
[00:59.994] | It' s always a competition |
[01:01.794] | Someone' s on a mission for the best |
[01:03.751] Scratch [...] | Bbox and break rewind |
[01:07.568] | Ultimately you decide what' s at stake |
[01:11.283] | All surrounding me is what it takes to rise above |
[01:14.073] | Rather than shun my rival, I give love to my equal element |
[01:21.969] | We' re all different bodies but we' re still the same people |
[01:23.281] | All surrounding me is what it takes to rise above |
[01:27.292] | Rather than shun my rival, I give love to my equal element |
[01:31.218] | We' re all different bodies but we' re still the same people |
[01:34.731] | Around two turntables and a mic abounds plenty |
[01:36.875] | Many who don' t look alike Puerto Rican, Black, White, Japanese |
[01:40.928] | It amazes me that we all could be wellversed and wellequipped MCs |
[01:46.817] | Choosing to express ourselves verbally |
[01:49.291] | Ideas being turned out some being released diabolically |
[01:52.732] | Transcending what we are viewed as focally |
[01:54.723] | We mutate our world, melt in to poetry |
[01:58.433] | Moving through this earth are crowds of bad attitudes |
[02:01.555] | amidst the swollen heads I still enjoy solitude |
[02:04.371] | Chosing to speak clearly if I speak and all |
[02:06.835] | I' m carving out every word before I let it fall |
[02:12.176] | My art is my only task in life |
[02:13.150] | Rhyme with me, enjoy some metaphysical exercise |
[02:17.591] | No need for any proof |
[02:19.172] | Our art is imminent, holding more words than truth |
[02:21.837] | All surrounding me is what it takes to rise above |
[02:24.658] | Rather than shun my rival, I give love to my equal element |
[02:30.516] | We' re all different bodies but we' re still the same people |
[02:33.481] | All surrounding me is what it takes to rise above |
[02:36.325] | Rather than shun my rival, I give love to my equal element |
[02:42.146] | We' re all different bodies but we' re still the same people |