| Song | Alive On Arrival |
| Artist | Ice Cube |
| Album | Death Certificate |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Ice Cube |
| [00:04.43] | Down at the best spot |
| [00:06.04] | It's me and J-Dee |
| [00:07.29] | And they sellin' more birds than a pet shop |
| [00:09.77] | The spot's hot, and everybody nervous |
| [00:12.80] | That's when the blue car surfaced |
| [00:14.76] | Oh why did fools have to let loose? |
| [00:17.29] | Heard six pops from a deuce-deuce |
| [00:19.88] | Big Tom had to push us |
| [00:21.63] | 13 niggas runnin' straight to the bushes |
| [00:24.83] | For they gats so they can draw down |
| [00:27.06] | But why a mother****er like me have to fall down? |
| [00:29.94] | Not knowin' why I dropped out |
| [00:31.74] | **** it, still can't afford to get popped out |
| [00:34.87] | So now I gotta jet |
| [00:36.51] | Only ran one block, but my shirt is soakin' wet |
| [00:39.94] | Tryna see if we got 'em |
| [00:41.82] | Looked down and my sweatshirt's red at the bottom |
| [00:44.89] | Didn't panic but I still looked cracked out |
| [00:47.62] | Yelled to the homies then I blacked out |
| [00:50.16] | Get up, man! Get up, man! |
| [00:53.49] | (C'mon keep that nigga awake, man!) |
| [00:54.40] | C'mon, man! Get up man, c'mon man! |
| [00:55.52] | Woke up in the back of a trey |
| [00:57.44] | On my way to MLK |
| [00:59.91] | That's the county hospital, jack, ha |
| [01:02.66] | Where niggas die over a little scratch |
| [01:05.50] | Sittin' in the trauma center |
| [01:07.53] | In my back is where the bullet entered |
| [01:09.90] | "Yo, nurse, I'm gettin' kinda warm!" |
| [01:11.97] | Bitch still made me fill out the ****in' form |
| [01:15.51] | Coughin' up blood on my hands and knees |
| [01:18.09] | Then I heard, "Freeze, nigga! Don't move!" |
| [01:20.18] | Yo, I didn't do a thing |
| [01:22.00] | Don't wanna go out like my man Rodney King |
| [01:25.55] | Still got gaffled |
| [01:27.18] | Internal bleeding as the bullet starts to travel |
| [01:30.88] | Now I'm handcuffed |
| [01:32.25] | Being asked information on my gang affiliation |
| [01:35.86] | "I don't bang, I rock the good rhymes |
| [01:38.29] | And I'm a victim of neighborhood crime." |
| [01:40.44] | Are you the only one who got shot |
| [01:41.85] | What kinda gun was he carrying |
| [01:43.22] | Do you know who it was |
| [01:44.05] | (No, man, don't know who it was, man) |
| [01:46.01] | Are you in a gang? |
| [01:46.83] | (Man, what does it matter, man? I'm shot) |
| [01:51.01] | I need to see a MD |
| [01:52.76] | And y'all mother****ers giving me the third degree? |
| [01:56.02] | Look at the waiting room |
| [01:57.88] | It's filled to the rim like the county jail day room |
| [02:00.93] | Nobody gettin' help |
| [02:02.54] | Since we poor, the hospital it moves slow |
| [02:06.13] | Now I'm laid out |
| [02:07.55] | People steppin' over me to get closer to the TV |
| [02:11.15] | Just like a piece of dog shit |
| [02:13.54] | Now will I die on this nappy ass carpet? |
| [02:16.10] | One hour done passed |
| [02:18.09] | Done watched two episodes of M*A*S*H |
| [02:21.14] | And when I'm almost through |
| [02:23.29] | They call my name and put me in ICU |
| [02:26.50] | Halfway dead |
| [02:27.88] | No respect, and handcuffed to the bed |
| [02:31.54] | Now the drama starts |
| [02:32.84] | Cause the bullet must be just a hair from my heart |
| [02:36.07] | Then I begin the ass kissin' |
| [02:38.04] | Just to get looked at, by a overworked physician |
| [02:41.64] | Had the chills, but my temperature's a hundred and three |
| [02:44.08] | Only got a band-aid and a IV |
| [02:46.44] | That's when I start cussin' |
| [02:48.10] | Police steady askin' me who did the bustin' |
| [02:51.69] | What did you get shot with? (Twenty-two!) |
| [02:53.49] | Who shot you? (I dunno who shot me) |
| [02:54.88] | Was it gang-bangers? (Had to be) |
| [02:56.39] | Why, oh why, can't I get help? |
| [02:58.69] | Cause I'm black, I gots to go for self |
| [03:01.80] | Too many black bodies the hospital housin' |
| [03:04.18] | So at 10 p.m, I was Audi 5000 |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Ice Cube |
| [00:04.43] | Down at the best spot |
| [00:06.04] | It' s me and JDee |
| [00:07.29] | And they sellin' more birds than a pet shop |
| [00:09.77] | The spot' s hot, and everybody nervous |
| [00:12.80] | That' s when the blue car surfaced |
| [00:14.76] | Oh why did fools have to let loose? |
| [00:17.29] | Heard six pops from a deucedeuce |
| [00:19.88] | Big Tom had to push us |
| [00:21.63] | 13 niggas runnin' straight to the bushes |
| [00:24.83] | For they gats so they can draw down |
| [00:27.06] | But why a mother er like me have to fall down? |
| [00:29.94] | Not knowin' why I dropped out |
| [00:31.74] | it, still can' t afford to get popped out |
| [00:34.87] | So now I gotta jet |
| [00:36.51] | Only ran one block, but my shirt is soakin' wet |
| [00:39.94] | Tryna see if we got ' em |
| [00:41.82] | Looked down and my sweatshirt' s red at the bottom |
| [00:44.89] | Didn' t panic but I still looked cracked out |
| [00:47.62] | Yelled to the homies then I blacked out |
| [00:50.16] | Get up, man! Get up, man! |
| [00:53.49] | C' mon keep that nigga awake, man! |
| [00:54.40] | C' mon, man! Get up man, c' mon man! |
| [00:55.52] | Woke up in the back of a trey |
| [00:57.44] | On my way to MLK |
| [00:59.91] | That' s the county hospital, jack, ha |
| [01:02.66] | Where niggas die over a little scratch |
| [01:05.50] | Sittin' in the trauma center |
| [01:07.53] | In my back is where the bullet entered |
| [01:09.90] | " Yo, nurse, I' m gettin' kinda warm!" |
| [01:11.97] | Bitch still made me fill out the in' form |
| [01:15.51] | Coughin' up blood on my hands and knees |
| [01:18.09] | Then I heard, " Freeze, nigga! Don' t move!" |
| [01:20.18] | Yo, I didn' t do a thing |
| [01:22.00] | Don' t wanna go out like my man Rodney King |
| [01:25.55] | Still got gaffled |
| [01:27.18] | Internal bleeding as the bullet starts to travel |
| [01:30.88] | Now I' m handcuffed |
| [01:32.25] | Being asked information on my gang affiliation |
| [01:35.86] | " I don' t bang, I rock the good rhymes |
| [01:38.29] | And I' m a victim of neighborhood crime." |
| [01:40.44] | Are you the only one who got shot |
| [01:41.85] | What kinda gun was he carrying |
| [01:43.22] | Do you know who it was |
| [01:44.05] | No, man, don' t know who it was, man |
| [01:46.01] | Are you in a gang? |
| [01:46.83] | Man, what does it matter, man? I' m shot |
| [01:51.01] | I need to see a MD |
| [01:52.76] | And y' all mother ers giving me the third degree? |
| [01:56.02] | Look at the waiting room |
| [01:57.88] | It' s filled to the rim like the county jail day room |
| [02:00.93] | Nobody gettin' help |
| [02:02.54] | Since we poor, the hospital it moves slow |
| [02:06.13] | Now I' m laid out |
| [02:07.55] | People steppin' over me to get closer to the TV |
| [02:11.15] | Just like a piece of dog shit |
| [02:13.54] | Now will I die on this nappy ass carpet? |
| [02:16.10] | One hour done passed |
| [02:18.09] | Done watched two episodes of M A S H |
| [02:21.14] | And when I' m almost through |
| [02:23.29] | They call my name and put me in ICU |
| [02:26.50] | Halfway dead |
| [02:27.88] | No respect, and handcuffed to the bed |
| [02:31.54] | Now the drama starts |
| [02:32.84] | Cause the bullet must be just a hair from my heart |
| [02:36.07] | Then I begin the ass kissin' |
| [02:38.04] | Just to get looked at, by a overworked physician |
| [02:41.64] | Had the chills, but my temperature' s a hundred and three |
| [02:44.08] | Only got a bandaid and a IV |
| [02:46.44] | That' s when I start cussin' |
| [02:48.10] | Police steady askin' me who did the bustin' |
| [02:51.69] | What did you get shot with? Twentytwo! |
| [02:53.49] | Who shot you? I dunno who shot me |
| [02:54.88] | Was it gangbangers? Had to be |
| [02:56.39] | Why, oh why, can' t I get help? |
| [02:58.69] | Cause I' m black, I gots to go for self |
| [03:01.80] | Too many black bodies the hospital housin' |
| [03:04.18] | So at 10 p. m, I was Audi 5000 |