Song | My Man Rich |
Artist | Biz Markie |
Album | The Biz Never Sleeps |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Biz Markie | |
(Verse One) | |
This is a different type of dedication | |
To a guy that was a different kind of inspiration | |
Only people that knew him, know what I'm talkin about | |
And at the end of the story, you will say without a doubt | |
This wasn't your typical case, of fast livin | |
Anything he was makin, he was givin | |
To his moms, pops, his brother and his girl | |
Cause they, meant, the most to him in the world | |
Around Suffolk he wasn't known | |
But in Eastern Long Island, he did have a home | |
Called L.I., is where he stayed | |
Where there was no need for D-Con or Raid | |
He was cool with everybody, he had no enemies | |
I'm makin this record, cause he's a friend of me | |
Cause he's a hard workin kid, I've just stated | |
That's why this record, is dedicated | |
To my man Rich | |
Yo yo, this is for you my man | |
God bless you | |
(Verse Two) | |
Let me tell you what happened in the early 80's | |
When we wasn't thinkin about gettin all the ladies | |
Me and Rich was thinkin about survival of the fittest | |
You can ask Keith or Kevin, cause both of them were with us | |
We'd try to get a job everyplace that it takes | |
We was even at the factory they call {?} | |
Everywhere we went they said they'd call us back | |
Or even said they're not hirin to throw us off track | |
But Richie Rich said, forget that stuff | |
Even though, times was rough | |
We kept searchin searchin lookin and lookin | |
It seems everywhere we went, the jobs was tooken | |
Still Rich didn't give up the faith | |
He found a job that wasn't safe | |
Even though it was dangerous, it wouldn't switch | |
That's why this is dedicated to my man Rich | |
Yo this is to you my man Rich | |
Cause you know you go way back, you go way back | |
Word up, God bless you | |
(Verse Three) | |
The way the story end, is just a tragedy | |
I wish upon a star that it didn't have to be | |
endin this way for my man Richard | |
Cause still in my mind, he's still as pictured | |
Like, he just had gone yesterday | |
For sellin, C-R-A-C-K | |
His dream was.. to be a boxer | |
So, he could knock the socks off of | |
an Ivan Barkley, or even Mike Tyson | |
But on the streets, he was sacrificin | |
for his family, and his wife | |
Cause he struggled, he struggled all his life | |
He wasn't a straight up, criminal or villain | |
Or even tryin to get, stupid or illin | |
Was messed up for takin somebody's life and shit | |
that tried so hard, and just wouldn't quit | |
This is a slow record, with a switch | |
Because it's dedicated, to my man Rich | |
To you my man | |
This is to you, Rich | |
Peace |
zuo ci : Biz Markie | |
Verse One | |
This is a different type of dedication | |
To a guy that was a different kind of inspiration | |
Only people that knew him, know what I' m talkin about | |
And at the end of the story, you will say without a doubt | |
This wasn' t your typical case, of fast livin | |
Anything he was makin, he was givin | |
To his moms, pops, his brother and his girl | |
Cause they, meant, the most to him in the world | |
Around Suffolk he wasn' t known | |
But in Eastern Long Island, he did have a home | |
Called L. I., is where he stayed | |
Where there was no need for DCon or Raid | |
He was cool with everybody, he had no enemies | |
I' m makin this record, cause he' s a friend of me | |
Cause he' s a hard workin kid, I' ve just stated | |
That' s why this record, is dedicated | |
To my man Rich | |
Yo yo, this is for you my man | |
God bless you | |
Verse Two | |
Let me tell you what happened in the early 80' s | |
When we wasn' t thinkin about gettin all the ladies | |
Me and Rich was thinkin about survival of the fittest | |
You can ask Keith or Kevin, cause both of them were with us | |
We' d try to get a job everyplace that it takes | |
We was even at the factory they call ? | |
Everywhere we went they said they' d call us back | |
Or even said they' re not hirin to throw us off track | |
But Richie Rich said, forget that stuff | |
Even though, times was rough | |
We kept searchin searchin lookin and lookin | |
It seems everywhere we went, the jobs was tooken | |
Still Rich didn' t give up the faith | |
He found a job that wasn' t safe | |
Even though it was dangerous, it wouldn' t switch | |
That' s why this is dedicated to my man Rich | |
Yo this is to you my man Rich | |
Cause you know you go way back, you go way back | |
Word up, God bless you | |
Verse Three | |
The way the story end, is just a tragedy | |
I wish upon a star that it didn' t have to be | |
endin this way for my man Richard | |
Cause still in my mind, he' s still as pictured | |
Like, he just had gone yesterday | |
For sellin, CRACK | |
His dream was.. to be a boxer | |
So, he could knock the socks off of | |
an Ivan Barkley, or even Mike Tyson | |
But on the streets, he was sacrificin | |
for his family, and his wife | |
Cause he struggled, he struggled all his life | |
He wasn' t a straight up, criminal or villain | |
Or even tryin to get, stupid or illin | |
Was messed up for takin somebody' s life and shit | |
that tried so hard, and just wouldn' t quit | |
This is a slow record, with a switch | |
Because it' s dedicated, to my man Rich | |
To you my man | |
This is to you, Rich | |
Peace |
zuò cí : Biz Markie | |
Verse One | |
This is a different type of dedication | |
To a guy that was a different kind of inspiration | |
Only people that knew him, know what I' m talkin about | |
And at the end of the story, you will say without a doubt | |
This wasn' t your typical case, of fast livin | |
Anything he was makin, he was givin | |
To his moms, pops, his brother and his girl | |
Cause they, meant, the most to him in the world | |
Around Suffolk he wasn' t known | |
But in Eastern Long Island, he did have a home | |
Called L. I., is where he stayed | |
Where there was no need for DCon or Raid | |
He was cool with everybody, he had no enemies | |
I' m makin this record, cause he' s a friend of me | |
Cause he' s a hard workin kid, I' ve just stated | |
That' s why this record, is dedicated | |
To my man Rich | |
Yo yo, this is for you my man | |
God bless you | |
Verse Two | |
Let me tell you what happened in the early 80' s | |
When we wasn' t thinkin about gettin all the ladies | |
Me and Rich was thinkin about survival of the fittest | |
You can ask Keith or Kevin, cause both of them were with us | |
We' d try to get a job everyplace that it takes | |
We was even at the factory they call ? | |
Everywhere we went they said they' d call us back | |
Or even said they' re not hirin to throw us off track | |
But Richie Rich said, forget that stuff | |
Even though, times was rough | |
We kept searchin searchin lookin and lookin | |
It seems everywhere we went, the jobs was tooken | |
Still Rich didn' t give up the faith | |
He found a job that wasn' t safe | |
Even though it was dangerous, it wouldn' t switch | |
That' s why this is dedicated to my man Rich | |
Yo this is to you my man Rich | |
Cause you know you go way back, you go way back | |
Word up, God bless you | |
Verse Three | |
The way the story end, is just a tragedy | |
I wish upon a star that it didn' t have to be | |
endin this way for my man Richard | |
Cause still in my mind, he' s still as pictured | |
Like, he just had gone yesterday | |
For sellin, CRACK | |
His dream was.. to be a boxer | |
So, he could knock the socks off of | |
an Ivan Barkley, or even Mike Tyson | |
But on the streets, he was sacrificin | |
for his family, and his wife | |
Cause he struggled, he struggled all his life | |
He wasn' t a straight up, criminal or villain | |
Or even tryin to get, stupid or illin | |
Was messed up for takin somebody' s life and shit | |
that tried so hard, and just wouldn' t quit | |
This is a slow record, with a switch | |
Because it' s dedicated, to my man Rich | |
To you my man | |
This is to you, Rich | |
Peace |