| Song | Sum Of Us |
| Artist | Jurassic 5 |
| Album | Power In Numbers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Givens, Henderson, Macfadden ... | |
| Sparklin' extreme spinnage | |
| Watchin' your scene plumett | |
| If lyrics were green vomit | |
| My vocals would clean stomachs | |
| Addicts wean from it | |
| Where dreams and green run it | |
| The faces on money change like the host on | |
| Teen Sumit | |
| I'm close to being done with this industry's cream driven | |
| Supreme livin', seein' more demons than | |
| Gene Simmons | |
| And mean fibbin' actors be adlibbin' | |
| Fakin' the funk and some of us naturally had rhythm | |
| Some of us act like they had women | |
| Gats in the abdomen back when the fact is them cats | |
| They didn't have nuttin | |
| For certain | |
| I'm sure it's fiction but for some | |
| The purest diction | |
| Insures their jurisdiction | |
| I'm kicking it up a level trying to stay in the red | |
| Some stay in the bed, zombie | |
| Like the Day of the | |
| DeadWith decay in the head | |
| Playin' instead of stayin' ahead | |
| Steadily portrayin' celebs, delayin' the inevitable | |
| When some come round | |
| They run down when they touch ground | |
| They climb up the structures unsound | |
| Some of you like the way my words caress tracks | |
| While some of these politicians secretly suppress facts | |
| Chorus: (2X)[Both] | |
| I'm sayin' through songs | |
| I writeMy wrongs | |
| I rightIf you wanna fight the power | |
| Get the power to fight'cause some of us judge without knowing the man's inner | |
| And some of us find fault in the sin and not the sinner[Akil] | |
| Influential ideas | |
| Push pressure on my peers | |
| That's why most of these brothers have short term careers | |
| You appear to be what's happenin' | |
| One a year you crackin' | |
| One hitter quitter now you missin' in action | |
| With no satisfaction from the streets | |
| I only hear foolishness when you speak | |
| I repeat, my predecessor's endeavor with pleasure | |
| Lock and load, explode and come better | |
| Hopin that generation | |
| XBe more wicked with the flex | |
| And not so quick to cash a check | |
| And disrespect, talkin' guns and sex | |
| Guns and death, but end up gettin' layed to rest | |
| At your request | |
| You're at the end of your line | |
| Out of your mind | |
| Idle women, weed and wine | |
| And shells for your nine | |
| The blind lead the blind | |
| Time after time | |
| When you rhyme for the shine | |
| Chorus (2X)[Chali 2na] | |
| Yo, I'm tellin' you to | |
| REBELBut dude, if you stale | |
| The 2na can tell | |
| Either you're comin' to the party or you truant as hell | |
| Politicians ain't got no problem puttin' you in the cell | |
| It's like we rolled up a snowball and threw it in hell | |
| See some of us are looted with mail and suited to swell | |
| But still blind like you're fluent in | |
| Braille[Akil] | |
| Yo, I never can tell uh, why some make it or fail | |
| Speak it and spell overcome and still prevail[Chali 2na] | |
| We ripple the water frequently | |
| Blink if we show delinquency, please | |
| Human frequencies | |
| Have been diseased, | |
| A breeze ain't what | |
| I'm feelin' | |
| Healin' is essential | |
| Mental aggrivation shows you what we've been through[Akil] | |
| Yo, sign of the times influence the way | |
| I rhyme, man | |
| Pick up a nine and put down your picket sign, man | |
| Your life is worth way more than just some diamonds | |
| Without bling | |
| I still gleam | |
| Glisten and shine, man | |
| Chorus (2X) |
| zuo ci : Givens, Henderson, Macfadden ... | |
| Sparklin' extreme spinnage | |
| Watchin' your scene plumett | |
| If lyrics were green vomit | |
| My vocals would clean stomachs | |
| Addicts wean from it | |
| Where dreams and green run it | |
| The faces on money change like the host on | |
| Teen Sumit | |
| I' m close to being done with this industry' s cream driven | |
| Supreme livin', seein' more demons than | |
| Gene Simmons | |
| And mean fibbin' actors be adlibbin' | |
| Fakin' the funk and some of us naturally had rhythm | |
| Some of us act like they had women | |
| Gats in the abdomen back when the fact is them cats | |
| They didn' t have nuttin | |
| For certain | |
| I' m sure it' s fiction but for some | |
| The purest diction | |
| Insures their jurisdiction | |
| I' m kicking it up a level trying to stay in the red | |
| Some stay in the bed, zombie | |
| Like the Day of the | |
| DeadWith decay in the head | |
| Playin' instead of stayin' ahead | |
| Steadily portrayin' celebs, delayin' the inevitable | |
| When some come round | |
| They run down when they touch ground | |
| They climb up the structures unsound | |
| Some of you like the way my words caress tracks | |
| While some of these politicians secretly suppress facts | |
| Chorus: 2X Both | |
| I' m sayin' through songs | |
| I writeMy wrongs | |
| I rightIf you wanna fight the power | |
| Get the power to fight' cause some of us judge without knowing the man' s inner | |
| And some of us find fault in the sin and not the sinner Akil | |
| Influential ideas | |
| Push pressure on my peers | |
| That' s why most of these brothers have short term careers | |
| You appear to be what' s happenin' | |
| One a year you crackin' | |
| One hitter quitter now you missin' in action | |
| With no satisfaction from the streets | |
| I only hear foolishness when you speak | |
| I repeat, my predecessor' s endeavor with pleasure | |
| Lock and load, explode and come better | |
| Hopin that generation | |
| XBe more wicked with the flex | |
| And not so quick to cash a check | |
| And disrespect, talkin' guns and sex | |
| Guns and death, but end up gettin' layed to rest | |
| At your request | |
| You' re at the end of your line | |
| Out of your mind | |
| Idle women, weed and wine | |
| And shells for your nine | |
| The blind lead the blind | |
| Time after time | |
| When you rhyme for the shine | |
| Chorus 2X Chali 2na | |
| Yo, I' m tellin' you to | |
| REBELBut dude, if you stale | |
| The 2na can tell | |
| Either you' re comin' to the party or you truant as hell | |
| Politicians ain' t got no problem puttin' you in the cell | |
| It' s like we rolled up a snowball and threw it in hell | |
| See some of us are looted with mail and suited to swell | |
| But still blind like you' re fluent in | |
| Braille Akil | |
| Yo, I never can tell uh, why some make it or fail | |
| Speak it and spell overcome and still prevail Chali 2na | |
| We ripple the water frequently | |
| Blink if we show delinquency, please | |
| Human frequencies | |
| Have been diseased, | |
| A breeze ain' t what | |
| I' m feelin' | |
| Healin' is essential | |
| Mental aggrivation shows you what we' ve been through Akil | |
| Yo, sign of the times influence the way | |
| I rhyme, man | |
| Pick up a nine and put down your picket sign, man | |
| Your life is worth way more than just some diamonds | |
| Without bling | |
| I still gleam | |
| Glisten and shine, man | |
| Chorus 2X |
| zuò cí : Givens, Henderson, Macfadden ... | |
| Sparklin' extreme spinnage | |
| Watchin' your scene plumett | |
| If lyrics were green vomit | |
| My vocals would clean stomachs | |
| Addicts wean from it | |
| Where dreams and green run it | |
| The faces on money change like the host on | |
| Teen Sumit | |
| I' m close to being done with this industry' s cream driven | |
| Supreme livin', seein' more demons than | |
| Gene Simmons | |
| And mean fibbin' actors be adlibbin' | |
| Fakin' the funk and some of us naturally had rhythm | |
| Some of us act like they had women | |
| Gats in the abdomen back when the fact is them cats | |
| They didn' t have nuttin | |
| For certain | |
| I' m sure it' s fiction but for some | |
| The purest diction | |
| Insures their jurisdiction | |
| I' m kicking it up a level trying to stay in the red | |
| Some stay in the bed, zombie | |
| Like the Day of the | |
| DeadWith decay in the head | |
| Playin' instead of stayin' ahead | |
| Steadily portrayin' celebs, delayin' the inevitable | |
| When some come round | |
| They run down when they touch ground | |
| They climb up the structures unsound | |
| Some of you like the way my words caress tracks | |
| While some of these politicians secretly suppress facts | |
| Chorus: 2X Both | |
| I' m sayin' through songs | |
| I writeMy wrongs | |
| I rightIf you wanna fight the power | |
| Get the power to fight' cause some of us judge without knowing the man' s inner | |
| And some of us find fault in the sin and not the sinner Akil | |
| Influential ideas | |
| Push pressure on my peers | |
| That' s why most of these brothers have short term careers | |
| You appear to be what' s happenin' | |
| One a year you crackin' | |
| One hitter quitter now you missin' in action | |
| With no satisfaction from the streets | |
| I only hear foolishness when you speak | |
| I repeat, my predecessor' s endeavor with pleasure | |
| Lock and load, explode and come better | |
| Hopin that generation | |
| XBe more wicked with the flex | |
| And not so quick to cash a check | |
| And disrespect, talkin' guns and sex | |
| Guns and death, but end up gettin' layed to rest | |
| At your request | |
| You' re at the end of your line | |
| Out of your mind | |
| Idle women, weed and wine | |
| And shells for your nine | |
| The blind lead the blind | |
| Time after time | |
| When you rhyme for the shine | |
| Chorus 2X Chali 2na | |
| Yo, I' m tellin' you to | |
| REBELBut dude, if you stale | |
| The 2na can tell | |
| Either you' re comin' to the party or you truant as hell | |
| Politicians ain' t got no problem puttin' you in the cell | |
| It' s like we rolled up a snowball and threw it in hell | |
| See some of us are looted with mail and suited to swell | |
| But still blind like you' re fluent in | |
| Braille Akil | |
| Yo, I never can tell uh, why some make it or fail | |
| Speak it and spell overcome and still prevail Chali 2na | |
| We ripple the water frequently | |
| Blink if we show delinquency, please | |
| Human frequencies | |
| Have been diseased, | |
| A breeze ain' t what | |
| I' m feelin' | |
| Healin' is essential | |
| Mental aggrivation shows you what we' ve been through Akil | |
| Yo, sign of the times influence the way | |
| I rhyme, man | |
| Pick up a nine and put down your picket sign, man | |
| Your life is worth way more than just some diamonds | |
| Without bling | |
| I still gleam | |
| Glisten and shine, man | |
| Chorus 2X |