| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Marlanna Evans/Mark Byrd/Lewis Allen |
| [00:00.62] | 作曲 : Marlanna Evans/Mark Byrd/Lewis Allen |
| [00:01.24] | Southern trees |
| [00:05.93] | Bearing strange fruit (Bearing strange fruit) |
| [00:12.16] | Blood on the leaves (Blood on the leaves) |
| [00:16.55] | And blood at the root, check (And blood at the roots) |
| [00:20.98] | So bleed |
| [00:23.06] | Emit light, rap, or Emmett Till |
| [00:26.09] | I drew a line without showing my body, that's a skill |
| [00:29.03] | Bad to the bone and the grill |
| [00:31.47] | You'd be dead wrong if looks killed |
| [00:33.68] | I'm still on my spill, in the spirit of L. Hill |
| [00:36.24] | Eye on the sparrow, nose like a pharaoh's |
| [00:39.35] | Our bloodline trill for the young and all the lils |
| [00:42.20] | We all gon' get mils |
| [00:43.54] | Talk a lot of game but we get paid to like Jemele |
| [00:46.31] | Was raised upon a hill, the valley's a sunken place |
| [00:49.60] | I'm just tryna build like I came with some kettle weight |
| [00:52.46] | Know I'm a god emcee, 'cause bitch, I made the devil wait |
| [00:55.38] | 'Fore I brought hell, you ain't gotta tell me I'm hella great |
| [00:58.22] | I don't speak on it nowadays, I just meditate |
| [01:01.32] | Y'all can have the bars, bitch, I spit hard metal gates |
| [01:04.12] | Henry Louis Gates when I cop me some new estate |
| [01:07.03] | Make room for myself, I'm in a way different mental place |
| [01:10.15] | I keep it real, all y'all look anime |
| [01:13.04] | I'm fine like Anna Mae, black don't crack like Angela |
| [01:15.87] | Black and brave like in the A, it don't come with apologies |
| [01:18.70] | 'Less it's Tip and some Andre, when you greet me it's, "Namaste" |
| [01:21.56] | Spread love the Brooklyn way or like marmalade |
| [01:24.60] | No matter if you street street or more like the promenade |
| [01:27.50] | We gotta come together like the corn and the dookie braids |
| [01:30.54] | For the present and future days, I say what I gotta say |
| [01:33.33] | I am Nina and Roberta, the one you love but ain't heard of |
| [01:36.20] | Got my middle finger up like Pac after attempted murder |
| [01:39.08] | Failed to kill me, it's still me, |
| [01:40.46] | Woke up singing Shirley Murdock |
| [01:42.06] | As we lay these edges down, brown women, we so perfect |
| [01:45.02] | Went from field nigga to still nigga |
| [01:46.58] | Being cropped out the picture |
| [01:47.88] | But we all know who got the juice, my sisters |
| [01:50.99] | Imitating us in all the Hollywood pictures |
| [01:53.63] | And still, they'll never be us, bitch (damn) |
| [01:56.67] | I'm from the back woods where Nina would |
| [01:58.71] | Sing about the life we should lead |
| [02:00.12] | A new dawn, another deed, I try to do some good |
| [02:02.82] | I felt more damned than Mississippi was |
| [02:05.16] | They deny Nina in Philadelphia |
| [02:07.24] | And still we persevere |
| [02:08.43] | Like all the 400 years of our own blood, Africa |
| [02:11.75] | Old panthers lookin' back like who gon' come up after us? |
| [02:14.45] | Outside the movies, I make sure before it move you |
| [02:17.45] | It moved me, now bow down to a queen, please |
| [02:20.74] | Survival |
| [02:26.97] | Here's to the honey in you |
| [02:31.33] | To the bittersweet in me |
| [02:32.89] | I will shed this blood so romantically, so viciously quiet |
| [02:36.56] | Here's to a moment of silence |
| [02:40.64] | I've poured and poured my soul again, here's to epiphanies |
| [02:44.27] | There was never a we |
| [02:46.41] | There was you all and there was me |
| [02:48.24] | In this war, likely to succeed |
| [02:49.91] | Unlike me to surrender |
| [02:51.15] | Trying and dying to breathe poetry to rise in the light of day |
| [02:54.28] | To subconsciously exist cautiously ascending towards freedom |
| [02:58.13] | Praying for a breather |
| [02:59.29] | Do you see my pain? |
| [03:04.32] | Do I seem like prey? |
| [03:06.89] | Empathy be the reason you're still standing |
| [03:08.93] | We are not the same |
| [03:10.05] | I've lived more lives than you, I have less pride than you |
| [03:13.19] | I'm extraterrestrial, I was created different |
| [03:16.82] | I've been here many times before |
| [03:18.90] | And I've never been defeated, and still |
| [03:24.82] | I will never be defeated (Defeated) |
| [03:27.29] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Marlanna Evans Mark Byrd Lewis Allen |
| [00:00.62] | zuo qu : Marlanna Evans Mark Byrd Lewis Allen |
| [00:01.24] | Southern trees |
| [00:05.93] | Bearing strange fruit Bearing strange fruit |
| [00:12.16] | Blood on the leaves Blood on the leaves |
| [00:16.55] | And blood at the root, check And blood at the roots |
| [00:20.98] | So bleed |
| [00:23.06] | Emit light, rap, or Emmett Till |
| [00:26.09] | I drew a line without showing my body, that' s a skill |
| [00:29.03] | Bad to the bone and the grill |
| [00:31.47] | You' d be dead wrong if looks killed |
| [00:33.68] | I' m still on my spill, in the spirit of L. Hill |
| [00:36.24] | Eye on the sparrow, nose like a pharaoh' s |
| [00:39.35] | Our bloodline trill for the young and all the lils |
| [00:42.20] | We all gon' get mils |
| [00:43.54] | Talk a lot of game but we get paid to like Jemele |
| [00:46.31] | Was raised upon a hill, the valley' s a sunken place |
| [00:49.60] | I' m just tryna build like I came with some kettle weight |
| [00:52.46] | Know I' m a god emcee, ' cause bitch, I made the devil wait |
| [00:55.38] | ' Fore I brought hell, you ain' t gotta tell me I' m hella great |
| [00:58.22] | I don' t speak on it nowadays, I just meditate |
| [01:01.32] | Y' all can have the bars, bitch, I spit hard metal gates |
| [01:04.12] | Henry Louis Gates when I cop me some new estate |
| [01:07.03] | Make room for myself, I' m in a way different mental place |
| [01:10.15] | I keep it real, all y' all look anime |
| [01:13.04] | I' m fine like Anna Mae, black don' t crack like Angela |
| [01:15.87] | Black and brave like in the A, it don' t come with apologies |
| [01:18.70] | ' Less it' s Tip and some Andre, when you greet me it' s, " Namaste" |
| [01:21.56] | Spread love the Brooklyn way or like marmalade |
| [01:24.60] | No matter if you street street or more like the promenade |
| [01:27.50] | We gotta come together like the corn and the dookie braids |
| [01:30.54] | For the present and future days, I say what I gotta say |
| [01:33.33] | I am Nina and Roberta, the one you love but ain' t heard of |
| [01:36.20] | Got my middle finger up like Pac after attempted murder |
| [01:39.08] | Failed to kill me, it' s still me, |
| [01:40.46] | Woke up singing Shirley Murdock |
| [01:42.06] | As we lay these edges down, brown women, we so perfect |
| [01:45.02] | Went from field nigga to still nigga |
| [01:46.58] | Being cropped out the picture |
| [01:47.88] | But we all know who got the juice, my sisters |
| [01:50.99] | Imitating us in all the Hollywood pictures |
| [01:53.63] | And still, they' ll never be us, bitch damn |
| [01:56.67] | I' m from the back woods where Nina would |
| [01:58.71] | Sing about the life we should lead |
| [02:00.12] | A new dawn, another deed, I try to do some good |
| [02:02.82] | I felt more damned than Mississippi was |
| [02:05.16] | They deny Nina in Philadelphia |
| [02:07.24] | And still we persevere |
| [02:08.43] | Like all the 400 years of our own blood, Africa |
| [02:11.75] | Old panthers lookin' back like who gon' come up after us? |
| [02:14.45] | Outside the movies, I make sure before it move you |
| [02:17.45] | It moved me, now bow down to a queen, please |
| [02:20.74] | Survival |
| [02:26.97] | Here' s to the honey in you |
| [02:31.33] | To the bittersweet in me |
| [02:32.89] | I will shed this blood so romantically, so viciously quiet |
| [02:36.56] | Here' s to a moment of silence |
| [02:40.64] | I' ve poured and poured my soul again, here' s to epiphanies |
| [02:44.27] | There was never a we |
| [02:46.41] | There was you all and there was me |
| [02:48.24] | In this war, likely to succeed |
| [02:49.91] | Unlike me to surrender |
| [02:51.15] | Trying and dying to breathe poetry to rise in the light of day |
| [02:54.28] | To subconsciously exist cautiously ascending towards freedom |
| [02:58.13] | Praying for a breather |
| [02:59.29] | Do you see my pain? |
| [03:04.32] | Do I seem like prey? |
| [03:06.89] | Empathy be the reason you' re still standing |
| [03:08.93] | We are not the same |
| [03:10.05] | I' ve lived more lives than you, I have less pride than you |
| [03:13.19] | I' m extraterrestrial, I was created different |
| [03:16.82] | I' ve been here many times before |
| [03:18.90] | And I' ve never been defeated, and still |
| [03:24.82] | I will never be defeated Defeated |
| [03:27.29] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Marlanna Evans Mark Byrd Lewis Allen |
| [00:00.62] | zuò qǔ : Marlanna Evans Mark Byrd Lewis Allen |
| [00:01.24] | Southern trees |
| [00:05.93] | Bearing strange fruit Bearing strange fruit |
| [00:12.16] | Blood on the leaves Blood on the leaves |
| [00:16.55] | And blood at the root, check And blood at the roots |
| [00:20.98] | So bleed |
| [00:23.06] | Emit light, rap, or Emmett Till |
| [00:26.09] | I drew a line without showing my body, that' s a skill |
| [00:29.03] | Bad to the bone and the grill |
| [00:31.47] | You' d be dead wrong if looks killed |
| [00:33.68] | I' m still on my spill, in the spirit of L. Hill |
| [00:36.24] | Eye on the sparrow, nose like a pharaoh' s |
| [00:39.35] | Our bloodline trill for the young and all the lils |
| [00:42.20] | We all gon' get mils |
| [00:43.54] | Talk a lot of game but we get paid to like Jemele |
| [00:46.31] | Was raised upon a hill, the valley' s a sunken place |
| [00:49.60] | I' m just tryna build like I came with some kettle weight |
| [00:52.46] | Know I' m a god emcee, ' cause bitch, I made the devil wait |
| [00:55.38] | ' Fore I brought hell, you ain' t gotta tell me I' m hella great |
| [00:58.22] | I don' t speak on it nowadays, I just meditate |
| [01:01.32] | Y' all can have the bars, bitch, I spit hard metal gates |
| [01:04.12] | Henry Louis Gates when I cop me some new estate |
| [01:07.03] | Make room for myself, I' m in a way different mental place |
| [01:10.15] | I keep it real, all y' all look anime |
| [01:13.04] | I' m fine like Anna Mae, black don' t crack like Angela |
| [01:15.87] | Black and brave like in the A, it don' t come with apologies |
| [01:18.70] | ' Less it' s Tip and some Andre, when you greet me it' s, " Namaste" |
| [01:21.56] | Spread love the Brooklyn way or like marmalade |
| [01:24.60] | No matter if you street street or more like the promenade |
| [01:27.50] | We gotta come together like the corn and the dookie braids |
| [01:30.54] | For the present and future days, I say what I gotta say |
| [01:33.33] | I am Nina and Roberta, the one you love but ain' t heard of |
| [01:36.20] | Got my middle finger up like Pac after attempted murder |
| [01:39.08] | Failed to kill me, it' s still me, |
| [01:40.46] | Woke up singing Shirley Murdock |
| [01:42.06] | As we lay these edges down, brown women, we so perfect |
| [01:45.02] | Went from field nigga to still nigga |
| [01:46.58] | Being cropped out the picture |
| [01:47.88] | But we all know who got the juice, my sisters |
| [01:50.99] | Imitating us in all the Hollywood pictures |
| [01:53.63] | And still, they' ll never be us, bitch damn |
| [01:56.67] | I' m from the back woods where Nina would |
| [01:58.71] | Sing about the life we should lead |
| [02:00.12] | A new dawn, another deed, I try to do some good |
| [02:02.82] | I felt more damned than Mississippi was |
| [02:05.16] | They deny Nina in Philadelphia |
| [02:07.24] | And still we persevere |
| [02:08.43] | Like all the 400 years of our own blood, Africa |
| [02:11.75] | Old panthers lookin' back like who gon' come up after us? |
| [02:14.45] | Outside the movies, I make sure before it move you |
| [02:17.45] | It moved me, now bow down to a queen, please |
| [02:20.74] | Survival |
| [02:26.97] | Here' s to the honey in you |
| [02:31.33] | To the bittersweet in me |
| [02:32.89] | I will shed this blood so romantically, so viciously quiet |
| [02:36.56] | Here' s to a moment of silence |
| [02:40.64] | I' ve poured and poured my soul again, here' s to epiphanies |
| [02:44.27] | There was never a we |
| [02:46.41] | There was you all and there was me |
| [02:48.24] | In this war, likely to succeed |
| [02:49.91] | Unlike me to surrender |
| [02:51.15] | Trying and dying to breathe poetry to rise in the light of day |
| [02:54.28] | To subconsciously exist cautiously ascending towards freedom |
| [02:58.13] | Praying for a breather |
| [02:59.29] | Do you see my pain? |
| [03:04.32] | Do I seem like prey? |
| [03:06.89] | Empathy be the reason you' re still standing |
| [03:08.93] | We are not the same |
| [03:10.05] | I' ve lived more lives than you, I have less pride than you |
| [03:13.19] | I' m extraterrestrial, I was created different |
| [03:16.82] | I' ve been here many times before |
| [03:18.90] | And I' ve never been defeated, and still |
| [03:24.82] | I will never be defeated Defeated |
| [03:27.29] |
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