Song | Thug Is A Drug - Album Version (Explicit) |
Artist | Mos Def |
Album | TRUE MAGIC |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Richardson, Smith | |
Quick question... | |
You ever felt like the realest nigga alive? | |
Felt too pretty or powerful to die? | |
Tell the truth... | |
You ever felt ugly enough to cry? | |
Have you ever begged for mercy? | |
Have you ever wished you died? | |
Tell the truth... | |
Have you ever taken pride in the crime? | |
Been too hungry to break down or hide? | |
Felt low down dirty? | |
Or super duper high? | |
Or contemplated murder, robbery, or suicide? | |
Tell the truth... | |
Taken medicine for trouble in your mind? | |
Or taken down a number? | |
For taking up a scheme? | |
I made her wild, beautiful take her 'til she skeet? | |
Take her to the penthouse or take her to the skreet? | |
Tell the Truth... | |
So the waterman he take it to the beat | |
And I take it to the 'mic | |
So we takin' what we like | |
Take it to your neck | |
We gon' take it to the bank | |
Triple X, | |
Killa KBlack we take it to your face | |
Like, G..."BANK BANK"[Chorus] | |
Gangsta, birth sign is danger | |
It's like thug is the drug | |
That make 'em fall in love | |
When love don't love nobody | |
BANK, BANK | |
Gangsta, star sign is danger | |
It's like thug is the drug | |
Ready rock, steady pump | |
Man they leanin' and they fiendin' | |
Cuz they can't get enough... | |
The Dee-Jay play this song in the dance | |
And every buggy on the block got the tune on blast | |
The TV is like the radio with visuals too | |
So shiny, so gutter, mean moody and cool | |
Tell the truth... | |
They might be doing things that you wanna' do | |
You fantasize as they be living it through | |
The big home with the beautiful view | |
You have a swim in the pool, and get fresh | |
And take a spin in the coupe | |
Tell the truth... | |
You probably want to feel the world in your palm | |
While hold a gun in your hand | |
And make 'em know you a star | |
Tell the truth... | |
And there's those who probably already are | |
They well known in they zone | |
Or they town or they block | |
Tell the truth... | |
Then there's the rest who are usually not | |
And the heavy dose of thug feel like all that they got | |
So they ready to rock... | |
R-r-rock... | |
Ha, ha, heh[Chorus] | |
Gangsta, birth sign is danger | |
It's like thug is the drug | |
That make 'em fall in love | |
When love don't love nobody[Gunshots, screaming] | |
Gangsta, star sign is danger | |
It's like thug is the drug | |
Ready rock, steady pump | |
Man they leanin' and they fiendin' | |
Cuz they can't get enough...[beat rides out] |
zuo ci : Richardson, Smith | |
Quick question... | |
You ever felt like the realest nigga alive? | |
Felt too pretty or powerful to die? | |
Tell the truth... | |
You ever felt ugly enough to cry? | |
Have you ever begged for mercy? | |
Have you ever wished you died? | |
Tell the truth... | |
Have you ever taken pride in the crime? | |
Been too hungry to break down or hide? | |
Felt low down dirty? | |
Or super duper high? | |
Or contemplated murder, robbery, or suicide? | |
Tell the truth... | |
Taken medicine for trouble in your mind? | |
Or taken down a number? | |
For taking up a scheme? | |
I made her wild, beautiful take her ' til she skeet? | |
Take her to the penthouse or take her to the skreet? | |
Tell the Truth... | |
So the waterman he take it to the beat | |
And I take it to the ' mic | |
So we takin' what we like | |
Take it to your neck | |
We gon' take it to the bank | |
Triple X, | |
Killa KBlack we take it to your face | |
Like, G..." BANK BANK" Chorus | |
Gangsta, birth sign is danger | |
It' s like thug is the drug | |
That make ' em fall in love | |
When love don' t love nobody | |
BANK, BANK | |
Gangsta, star sign is danger | |
It' s like thug is the drug | |
Ready rock, steady pump | |
Man they leanin' and they fiendin' | |
Cuz they can' t get enough... | |
The DeeJay play this song in the dance | |
And every buggy on the block got the tune on blast | |
The TV is like the radio with visuals too | |
So shiny, so gutter, mean moody and cool | |
Tell the truth... | |
They might be doing things that you wanna' do | |
You fantasize as they be living it through | |
The big home with the beautiful view | |
You have a swim in the pool, and get fresh | |
And take a spin in the coupe | |
Tell the truth... | |
You probably want to feel the world in your palm | |
While hold a gun in your hand | |
And make ' em know you a star | |
Tell the truth... | |
And there' s those who probably already are | |
They well known in they zone | |
Or they town or they block | |
Tell the truth... | |
Then there' s the rest who are usually not | |
And the heavy dose of thug feel like all that they got | |
So they ready to rock... | |
Rrrock... | |
Ha, ha, heh Chorus | |
Gangsta, birth sign is danger | |
It' s like thug is the drug | |
That make ' em fall in love | |
When love don' t love nobody Gunshots, screaming | |
Gangsta, star sign is danger | |
It' s like thug is the drug | |
Ready rock, steady pump | |
Man they leanin' and they fiendin' | |
Cuz they can' t get enough... beat rides out |
zuò cí : Richardson, Smith | |
Quick question... | |
You ever felt like the realest nigga alive? | |
Felt too pretty or powerful to die? | |
Tell the truth... | |
You ever felt ugly enough to cry? | |
Have you ever begged for mercy? | |
Have you ever wished you died? | |
Tell the truth... | |
Have you ever taken pride in the crime? | |
Been too hungry to break down or hide? | |
Felt low down dirty? | |
Or super duper high? | |
Or contemplated murder, robbery, or suicide? | |
Tell the truth... | |
Taken medicine for trouble in your mind? | |
Or taken down a number? | |
For taking up a scheme? | |
I made her wild, beautiful take her ' til she skeet? | |
Take her to the penthouse or take her to the skreet? | |
Tell the Truth... | |
So the waterman he take it to the beat | |
And I take it to the ' mic | |
So we takin' what we like | |
Take it to your neck | |
We gon' take it to the bank | |
Triple X, | |
Killa KBlack we take it to your face | |
Like, G..." BANK BANK" Chorus | |
Gangsta, birth sign is danger | |
It' s like thug is the drug | |
That make ' em fall in love | |
When love don' t love nobody | |
BANK, BANK | |
Gangsta, star sign is danger | |
It' s like thug is the drug | |
Ready rock, steady pump | |
Man they leanin' and they fiendin' | |
Cuz they can' t get enough... | |
The DeeJay play this song in the dance | |
And every buggy on the block got the tune on blast | |
The TV is like the radio with visuals too | |
So shiny, so gutter, mean moody and cool | |
Tell the truth... | |
They might be doing things that you wanna' do | |
You fantasize as they be living it through | |
The big home with the beautiful view | |
You have a swim in the pool, and get fresh | |
And take a spin in the coupe | |
Tell the truth... | |
You probably want to feel the world in your palm | |
While hold a gun in your hand | |
And make ' em know you a star | |
Tell the truth... | |
And there' s those who probably already are | |
They well known in they zone | |
Or they town or they block | |
Tell the truth... | |
Then there' s the rest who are usually not | |
And the heavy dose of thug feel like all that they got | |
So they ready to rock... | |
Rrrock... | |
Ha, ha, heh Chorus | |
Gangsta, birth sign is danger | |
It' s like thug is the drug | |
That make ' em fall in love | |
When love don' t love nobody Gunshots, screaming | |
Gangsta, star sign is danger | |
It' s like thug is the drug | |
Ready rock, steady pump | |
Man they leanin' and they fiendin' | |
Cuz they can' t get enough... beat rides out |