Song | Jury |
Artist | Raekwon |
Album | Immobilarity |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Baker, Dewar, Dewar, Raekwon | |
Verse 1: | |
Yo, we came long ways but we got on | |
Yo, holdin' my son's arm | |
Make it through the industry calm lord | |
His name rakim allah | |
Wid a wavy threw on shallah | |
Braveheart nigga from start yo | |
We all scientific instruments | |
I got put on math | |
Going through ill consequences | |
Running from jakes, running in gates | |
Check out the main face | |
We gotta gas and erase | |
Me not the ambitious one | |
I rather be there throw a word or two in | |
We here, i know we worth money yo | |
Just relax start analyzing | |
'fore you start adding your sales tax | |
Took that tool in ooh 'bout to get large | |
Fuck that fucking wit c rules | |
Y'all fools, by then 2 rhymes is wrote | |
Trying to master my flow | |
Gettin' diamonds on the low | |
Splash me a boat | |
Hook: kim stephens | |
What i'm gonna be | |
Is something more than anyone could think of me | |
Do what you want i'm still gon' live my destiny | |
I've got one chance to live my life | |
And as long as i'm alive i will make it | |
Verse 2: | |
Hard work a nigga was sold yo | |
Just trying to take control rock me a roll | |
Glock be the goal take my time and build | |
Into the 36 got real people wanna see us | |
The word steeles, your work reflects your life | |
Your earth respects you twice | |
Commodity advice chill wid the ice | |
That's when i caught on | |
Sell these niggas the illusion | |
And plus live it out on spite | |
Yo the block is draining and scary | |
A nigga might die out here | |
Or be in some jail law library | |
Unlawful entry a century | |
Fuck i wanna live in jail? | |
I'm already in ghetto penitentiary | |
Talent made me be involuntary to y'all now | |
I just add on and teach one of y'all | |
Don't get exiled caught up in the mix | |
And loose sight focus burst | |
And you're forced to go wild yo, | |
Hook | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Aiyyo | |
Verse 3: | |
Aiyyo, | |
Prosperity endangered so many of us | |
All the bullshit has got away with murder | |
That's why we can see who's real and who's fake | |
And who bit off the last nigga tape stole his state | |
Wake up we running outta plans | |
The devil inside of him | |
Tricknology is in one hand | |
Future's so far to see | |
The present's how will it be | |
The past don't even ask just believe | |
Looking in the dictionary | |
Trying to spell out hard words | |
Define 'em and design 'em | |
I shine and curve | |
Take this jewel in and conquer me | |
I blend it in wit ganja | |
Not for the babies it's a mind sponsor | |
From the 17 million god raised | |
2 million lost slaved | |
19 million may we all praise | |
So when we wake up | |
Let's straighten up and get it together | |
For real and keep all getting paper | |
Hook | |
Do what you want i'm still gon' live my life |
zuo ci : Baker, Dewar, Dewar, Raekwon | |
Verse 1: | |
Yo, we came long ways but we got on | |
Yo, holdin' my son' s arm | |
Make it through the industry calm lord | |
His name rakim allah | |
Wid a wavy threw on shallah | |
Braveheart nigga from start yo | |
We all scientific instruments | |
I got put on math | |
Going through ill consequences | |
Running from jakes, running in gates | |
Check out the main face | |
We gotta gas and erase | |
Me not the ambitious one | |
I rather be there throw a word or two in | |
We here, i know we worth money yo | |
Just relax start analyzing | |
' fore you start adding your sales tax | |
Took that tool in ooh ' bout to get large | |
Fuck that fucking wit c rules | |
Y' all fools, by then 2 rhymes is wrote | |
Trying to master my flow | |
Gettin' diamonds on the low | |
Splash me a boat | |
Hook: kim stephens | |
What i' m gonna be | |
Is something more than anyone could think of me | |
Do what you want i' m still gon' live my destiny | |
I' ve got one chance to live my life | |
And as long as i' m alive i will make it | |
Verse 2: | |
Hard work a nigga was sold yo | |
Just trying to take control rock me a roll | |
Glock be the goal take my time and build | |
Into the 36 got real people wanna see us | |
The word steeles, your work reflects your life | |
Your earth respects you twice | |
Commodity advice chill wid the ice | |
That' s when i caught on | |
Sell these niggas the illusion | |
And plus live it out on spite | |
Yo the block is draining and scary | |
A nigga might die out here | |
Or be in some jail law library | |
Unlawful entry a century | |
Fuck i wanna live in jail? | |
I' m already in ghetto penitentiary | |
Talent made me be involuntary to y' all now | |
I just add on and teach one of y' all | |
Don' t get exiled caught up in the mix | |
And loose sight focus burst | |
And you' re forced to go wild yo, | |
Hook | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Aiyyo | |
Verse 3: | |
Aiyyo, | |
Prosperity endangered so many of us | |
All the bullshit has got away with murder | |
That' s why we can see who' s real and who' s fake | |
And who bit off the last nigga tape stole his state | |
Wake up we running outta plans | |
The devil inside of him | |
Tricknology is in one hand | |
Future' s so far to see | |
The present' s how will it be | |
The past don' t even ask just believe | |
Looking in the dictionary | |
Trying to spell out hard words | |
Define ' em and design ' em | |
I shine and curve | |
Take this jewel in and conquer me | |
I blend it in wit ganja | |
Not for the babies it' s a mind sponsor | |
From the 17 million god raised | |
2 million lost slaved | |
19 million may we all praise | |
So when we wake up | |
Let' s straighten up and get it together | |
For real and keep all getting paper | |
Hook | |
Do what you want i' m still gon' live my life |
zuò cí : Baker, Dewar, Dewar, Raekwon | |
Verse 1: | |
Yo, we came long ways but we got on | |
Yo, holdin' my son' s arm | |
Make it through the industry calm lord | |
His name rakim allah | |
Wid a wavy threw on shallah | |
Braveheart nigga from start yo | |
We all scientific instruments | |
I got put on math | |
Going through ill consequences | |
Running from jakes, running in gates | |
Check out the main face | |
We gotta gas and erase | |
Me not the ambitious one | |
I rather be there throw a word or two in | |
We here, i know we worth money yo | |
Just relax start analyzing | |
' fore you start adding your sales tax | |
Took that tool in ooh ' bout to get large | |
Fuck that fucking wit c rules | |
Y' all fools, by then 2 rhymes is wrote | |
Trying to master my flow | |
Gettin' diamonds on the low | |
Splash me a boat | |
Hook: kim stephens | |
What i' m gonna be | |
Is something more than anyone could think of me | |
Do what you want i' m still gon' live my destiny | |
I' ve got one chance to live my life | |
And as long as i' m alive i will make it | |
Verse 2: | |
Hard work a nigga was sold yo | |
Just trying to take control rock me a roll | |
Glock be the goal take my time and build | |
Into the 36 got real people wanna see us | |
The word steeles, your work reflects your life | |
Your earth respects you twice | |
Commodity advice chill wid the ice | |
That' s when i caught on | |
Sell these niggas the illusion | |
And plus live it out on spite | |
Yo the block is draining and scary | |
A nigga might die out here | |
Or be in some jail law library | |
Unlawful entry a century | |
Fuck i wanna live in jail? | |
I' m already in ghetto penitentiary | |
Talent made me be involuntary to y' all now | |
I just add on and teach one of y' all | |
Don' t get exiled caught up in the mix | |
And loose sight focus burst | |
And you' re forced to go wild yo, | |
Hook | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Aiyyo | |
Verse 3: | |
Aiyyo, | |
Prosperity endangered so many of us | |
All the bullshit has got away with murder | |
That' s why we can see who' s real and who' s fake | |
And who bit off the last nigga tape stole his state | |
Wake up we running outta plans | |
The devil inside of him | |
Tricknology is in one hand | |
Future' s so far to see | |
The present' s how will it be | |
The past don' t even ask just believe | |
Looking in the dictionary | |
Trying to spell out hard words | |
Define ' em and design ' em | |
I shine and curve | |
Take this jewel in and conquer me | |
I blend it in wit ganja | |
Not for the babies it' s a mind sponsor | |
From the 17 million god raised | |
2 million lost slaved | |
19 million may we all praise | |
So when we wake up | |
Let' s straighten up and get it together | |
For real and keep all getting paper | |
Hook | |
Do what you want i' m still gon' live my life |