| Song | Fake Bonanza |
| Artist | Mos Def |
| Album | TRUE MAGIC |
| 作词 : Berroa, Blair, Daval, Smith ... | |
| [Verse 1]Hip hop, modern time, flossy and raw so self-absorbed, immature | |
| I can't remember being this bored | |
| Fake bonanza, there come real wars | |
| Bullets burn through the candy on the driver side door | |
| Long investigations and no firm lead, billion dollar flow | |
| And black life is still cheap | |
| Your rent skyrockets and y'all prospects plummet | |
| Ten murders, ten days, this summer | |
| Talk about today's mathematics, a eighth, an | |
| O, a keyAnd the caliber on your rack, shit | |
| The inmate number, the centerfolds for measurement | |
| Is close as a coed cell come to some tendon-is | |
| I heard them say it was all about the | |
| BenjaminsI don't believe it now, didn't believe it then, fuck wutcha heard | |
| You believe wutcha want, the truth is what it is, it be what it been | |
| Get rich, shorty just tryna live | |
| Don't believe in heaven and ain't tryna get in | |
| And hell is everyday, fuck the world anyway | |
| Potion and sips, spark up a clip, | |
| FADE AWAY![Hook] | |
| The low lights, tree top heights | |
| Be careful how you move the traps are covered in the lights | |
| Landmines be disguised as welcome signs | |
| I'll repeat it so you ain't got to press rewind | |
| The landmines be disguised as welcome signs | |
| Black fresh from | |
| Iraq, a wild look in his eyes, missing part of his arm | |
| What the fuck is your problem!? | |
| Ohh lord! | |
| Fake Bonanza![Verse 2] | |
| Gladiator, circus world | |
| Glamour, pussy, pimp, ho good to serve this world | |
| Paranoid, if she trick a nigga nervous world | |
| Shade-tonic natural order in reversal world | |
| The ipod, no | |
| God, zero circle world | |
| The blow-a turtle world, smoke from the purple world | |
| The killer murder world, hamburger murder world | |
| Open twenty-four hours, all about them dollars | |
| Pretty poison, devoid choices | |
| [2x] | Cold coffee and more coffers, fake bonanza |
| Huh? What? | |
| I don't understand ya! | |
| What they talking bout save they soul, ohh lord, save they soul! | |
| [4x] | Help them reach the goal, peace! |
| [3x] | You know, peace , boogieman! |
| Don't be scared | |
| [2x] | Ohh lord, save they soul |
| [2x] | Ohh lord, save my soul |
| PleaseBoogieman[Outro] | |
| Woke up this morning with my, my state don't fade and said | |
| IHad the baddest feeling, maybe you stayed on my mind, said | |
| [2x] | I Woke up this morning in my, my state, |
| I'm dreaming, dreaming | |
| Ain't nothing even.....dreaming, praying, keeping | |
| Woke up this morning and my mind stayed on freedom | |
| Woke up this demon that keep staying on my mind | |
| Said, woke up this morning and my mind stayed on freedom | |
| It makes no difference what people say, | |
| AHHHHHHHHH |
| zuò cí : Berroa, Blair, Daval, Smith ... | |
| Verse 1 Hip hop, modern time, flossy and raw so selfabsorbed, immature | |
| I can' t remember being this bored | |
| Fake bonanza, there come real wars | |
| Bullets burn through the candy on the driver side door | |
| Long investigations and no firm lead, billion dollar flow | |
| And black life is still cheap | |
| Your rent skyrockets and y' all prospects plummet | |
| Ten murders, ten days, this summer | |
| Talk about today' s mathematics, a eighth, an | |
| O, a keyAnd the caliber on your rack, shit | |
| The inmate number, the centerfolds for measurement | |
| Is close as a coed cell come to some tendonis | |
| I heard them say it was all about the | |
| BenjaminsI don' t believe it now, didn' t believe it then, fuck wutcha heard | |
| You believe wutcha want, the truth is what it is, it be what it been | |
| Get rich, shorty just tryna live | |
| Don' t believe in heaven and ain' t tryna get in | |
| And hell is everyday, fuck the world anyway | |
| Potion and sips, spark up a clip, | |
| FADE AWAY! Hook | |
| The low lights, tree top heights | |
| Be careful how you move the traps are covered in the lights | |
| Landmines be disguised as welcome signs | |
| I' ll repeat it so you ain' t got to press rewind | |
| The landmines be disguised as welcome signs | |
| Black fresh from | |
| Iraq, a wild look in his eyes, missing part of his arm | |
| What the fuck is your problem!? | |
| Ohh lord! | |
| Fake Bonanza! Verse 2 | |
| Gladiator, circus world | |
| Glamour, pussy, pimp, ho good to serve this world | |
| Paranoid, if she trick a nigga nervous world | |
| Shadetonic natural order in reversal world | |
| The ipod, no | |
| God, zero circle world | |
| The blowa turtle world, smoke from the purple world | |
| The killer murder world, hamburger murder world | |
| Open twentyfour hours, all about them dollars | |
| Pretty poison, devoid choices | |
| [2x] | Cold coffee and more coffers, fake bonanza |
| Huh? What? | |
| I don' t understand ya! | |
| What they talking bout save they soul, ohh lord, save they soul! | |
| [4x] | Help them reach the goal, peace! |
| [3x] | You know, peace , boogieman! |
| Don' t be scared | |
| [2x] | Ohh lord, save they soul |
| [2x] | Ohh lord, save my soul |
| PleaseBoogieman Outro | |
| Woke up this morning with my, my state don' t fade and said | |
| IHad the baddest feeling, maybe you stayed on my mind, said | |
| [2x] | I Woke up this morning in my, my state, |
| I' m dreaming, dreaming | |
| Ain' t nothing even..... dreaming, praying, keeping | |
| Woke up this morning and my mind stayed on freedom | |
| Woke up this demon that keep staying on my mind | |
| Said, woke up this morning and my mind stayed on freedom | |
| It makes no difference what people say, | |
| AHHHHHHHHH |