Champion Requiem - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Champion Requiem - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Mos Def |
| Album | The New Danger |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : 88 Keys & Mos Def | |
| 作词 : 88 Keys, Mos Def | |
| Bismillah | |
| Ir Rhman Ir | |
| RaheemPeace, peace whats up y'all this is | |
| Mos DefAnd this is a message to the people | |
| If you see or hear goodness from me | |
| Then that goodness is from | |
| The Creator | |
| You should be thankful to | |
| The Creator for all of that' | |
| Cause I'm not the architect of that | |
| I'm only the, the recipient | |
| If you see weakness or shortcoming in me | |
| It's from my own weakness or shortcoming | |
| And I ask | |
| The Creator and the people to forgive me for that | |
| Thank you | |
| Brooklyn, | |
| Thank you | |
| WorldYeah, yeah there it is | |
| Turn my voice up in the top a little bit | |
| Feel good to be back | |
| What's up | |
| Ochenta?Yeah, yeah, ha | |
| It's the Black | |
| Dante in your headphones | |
| Speaker box | |
| Freaky radio | |
| Everywhere on the dial | |
| Tell you a little bit about me | |
| For my hometown, break down a little history for you | |
| Myrtle and | |
| Broadway, | |
| Roosevelt projects, | |
| Mossie projects | |
| ListenI stepped on the field from no league just home team | |
| I Jumped out the stands and | |
| I snatched the rock | |
| With the final seconds dwindling on the clock | |
| Mos post up to throw up the tie-breakin' shot | |
| I put it through the net and let the world's jaw drop | |
| Then fled the arena before they called cops | |
| Tell the players and the coach | |
| I wasn't tryin' to blow spot | |
| But the way they was ballin' made it difficult to watch | |
| I was taught when there's somethin' you can change around | |
| Keep quiet, you got nothin' to complain about | |
| You got work to do, | |
| I don't know if that work for you | |
| But that's how | |
| Mos work it through | |
| And my work is personal, | |
| I'm a workin' person | |
| I put in work, | |
| I work with purpose | |
| I get it there on the water, air, the surface | |
| You feel the impact niggaz yeah it's workin' | |
| Listen God did not make me a fearful person | |
| The only fear | |
| I have is my failure to adhere | |
| His pathI would love it just to hear this back | |
| On the ghetto streets where y'all at | |
| On the ave's where the | |
| Jeep's go past | |
| In the coupes where the seats go back | |
| In the parties where it be so packed | |
| And the atmosphere be so black | |
| And them black things be so phat | |
| If I could | |
| I would be so glad | |
| But if not | |
| I won't be so mad | |
| I'm still being a man, still feeding my fam | |
| And even if you don't see it my fam | |
| I believe that | |
| I am, truly gifted, truly blessed | |
| I'm yours truly, | |
| Brooklyn's own, | |
| Mos DefI'm rockin' the hard right, ground zero, to far left | |
| I'm, well balanced with immense talents | |
| Burn the script then flip it to keep myself challenged | |
| And that's the mark of a true champ-ine | |
| That's whether | |
| I'm in or outside the ring | |
| No fights, no title, no crown or reign | |
| Feel my presence even when | |
| I'm up out this thing | |
| Just trust, that's what | |
| I'm about to be | |
| But until then settle in and rock with me | |
| Ha, that's what it's about to be | |
| Ghetto people look alive with me | |
| And say, we 'gon, stop by | |
| Then we just keep movin' on | |
| Ghetto people, look alive and | |
| Feel free, we just keep movin' on | |
| For Alliah, | |
| Left Eye, | |
| Jam Master | |
| JayAll the great hero's who have passed away | |
| Scott Laraque, | |
| Big and Pac, | |
| Feaky Tai, | |
| Big LAll the soldiers locked down in the cell | |
| Lock up the flesh, but the spirit will prevail | |
| To our loved ones, and deceased | |
| Dyin' in the street, or quiet in their sleep(B.I.G.) | |
| Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory(Sans Marie) | |
| Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory | |
| That's real' | |
| Cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end | |
| Because it must and when it does | |
| I hope that y'all remember me | |
| With true respect and ghetto love | |
| Now raise it up 'cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end | |
| Because it must, and when it does, | |
| I hope that y'all remember me | |
| Black Dante, from | |
| Myrtle and | |
| Broadway, yeah, yeah y'all | |
| Let me hear it back | |
| Freaky radio | |
| HaFreaky radio | |
| Everywhere on the dial |
| zuo qu : 88 Keys Mos Def | |
| zuo ci : 88 Keys, Mos Def | |
| Bismillah | |
| Ir Rhman Ir | |
| RaheemPeace, peace whats up y' all this is | |
| Mos DefAnd this is a message to the people | |
| If you see or hear goodness from me | |
| Then that goodness is from | |
| The Creator | |
| You should be thankful to | |
| The Creator for all of that' | |
| Cause I' m not the architect of that | |
| I' m only the, the recipient | |
| If you see weakness or shortcoming in me | |
| It' s from my own weakness or shortcoming | |
| And I ask | |
| The Creator and the people to forgive me for that | |
| Thank you | |
| Brooklyn, | |
| Thank you | |
| WorldYeah, yeah there it is | |
| Turn my voice up in the top a little bit | |
| Feel good to be back | |
| What' s up | |
| Ochenta? Yeah, yeah, ha | |
| It' s the Black | |
| Dante in your headphones | |
| Speaker box | |
| Freaky radio | |
| Everywhere on the dial | |
| Tell you a little bit about me | |
| For my hometown, break down a little history for you | |
| Myrtle and | |
| Broadway, | |
| Roosevelt projects, | |
| Mossie projects | |
| ListenI stepped on the field from no league just home team | |
| I Jumped out the stands and | |
| I snatched the rock | |
| With the final seconds dwindling on the clock | |
| Mos post up to throw up the tiebreakin' shot | |
| I put it through the net and let the world' s jaw drop | |
| Then fled the arena before they called cops | |
| Tell the players and the coach | |
| I wasn' t tryin' to blow spot | |
| But the way they was ballin' made it difficult to watch | |
| I was taught when there' s somethin' you can change around | |
| Keep quiet, you got nothin' to complain about | |
| You got work to do, | |
| I don' t know if that work for you | |
| But that' s how | |
| Mos work it through | |
| And my work is personal, | |
| I' m a workin' person | |
| I put in work, | |
| I work with purpose | |
| I get it there on the water, air, the surface | |
| You feel the impact niggaz yeah it' s workin' | |
| Listen God did not make me a fearful person | |
| The only fear | |
| I have is my failure to adhere | |
| His pathI would love it just to hear this back | |
| On the ghetto streets where y' all at | |
| On the ave' s where the | |
| Jeep' s go past | |
| In the coupes where the seats go back | |
| In the parties where it be so packed | |
| And the atmosphere be so black | |
| And them black things be so phat | |
| If I could | |
| I would be so glad | |
| But if not | |
| I won' t be so mad | |
| I' m still being a man, still feeding my fam | |
| And even if you don' t see it my fam | |
| I believe that | |
| I am, truly gifted, truly blessed | |
| I' m yours truly, | |
| Brooklyn' s own, | |
| Mos DefI' m rockin' the hard right, ground zero, to far left | |
| I' m, well balanced with immense talents | |
| Burn the script then flip it to keep myself challenged | |
| And that' s the mark of a true champine | |
| That' s whether | |
| I' m in or outside the ring | |
| No fights, no title, no crown or reign | |
| Feel my presence even when | |
| I' m up out this thing | |
| Just trust, that' s what | |
| I' m about to be | |
| But until then settle in and rock with me | |
| Ha, that' s what it' s about to be | |
| Ghetto people look alive with me | |
| And say, we ' gon, stop by | |
| Then we just keep movin' on | |
| Ghetto people, look alive and | |
| Feel free, we just keep movin' on | |
| For Alliah, | |
| Left Eye, | |
| Jam Master | |
| JayAll the great hero' s who have passed away | |
| Scott Laraque, | |
| Big and Pac, | |
| Feaky Tai, | |
| Big LAll the soldiers locked down in the cell | |
| Lock up the flesh, but the spirit will prevail | |
| To our loved ones, and deceased | |
| Dyin' in the street, or quiet in their sleep B. I. G. | |
| Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory Sans Marie | |
| Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory | |
| That' s real' | |
| Cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end | |
| Because it must and when it does | |
| I hope that y' all remember me | |
| With true respect and ghetto love | |
| Now raise it up ' cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end | |
| Because it must, and when it does, | |
| I hope that y' all remember me | |
| Black Dante, from | |
| Myrtle and | |
| Broadway, yeah, yeah y' all | |
| Let me hear it back | |
| Freaky radio | |
| HaFreaky radio | |
| Everywhere on the dial |
| zuò qǔ : 88 Keys Mos Def | |
| zuò cí : 88 Keys, Mos Def | |
| Bismillah | |
| Ir Rhman Ir | |
| RaheemPeace, peace whats up y' all this is | |
| Mos DefAnd this is a message to the people | |
| If you see or hear goodness from me | |
| Then that goodness is from | |
| The Creator | |
| You should be thankful to | |
| The Creator for all of that' | |
| Cause I' m not the architect of that | |
| I' m only the, the recipient | |
| If you see weakness or shortcoming in me | |
| It' s from my own weakness or shortcoming | |
| And I ask | |
| The Creator and the people to forgive me for that | |
| Thank you | |
| Brooklyn, | |
| Thank you | |
| WorldYeah, yeah there it is | |
| Turn my voice up in the top a little bit | |
| Feel good to be back | |
| What' s up | |
| Ochenta? Yeah, yeah, ha | |
| It' s the Black | |
| Dante in your headphones | |
| Speaker box | |
| Freaky radio | |
| Everywhere on the dial | |
| Tell you a little bit about me | |
| For my hometown, break down a little history for you | |
| Myrtle and | |
| Broadway, | |
| Roosevelt projects, | |
| Mossie projects | |
| ListenI stepped on the field from no league just home team | |
| I Jumped out the stands and | |
| I snatched the rock | |
| With the final seconds dwindling on the clock | |
| Mos post up to throw up the tiebreakin' shot | |
| I put it through the net and let the world' s jaw drop | |
| Then fled the arena before they called cops | |
| Tell the players and the coach | |
| I wasn' t tryin' to blow spot | |
| But the way they was ballin' made it difficult to watch | |
| I was taught when there' s somethin' you can change around | |
| Keep quiet, you got nothin' to complain about | |
| You got work to do, | |
| I don' t know if that work for you | |
| But that' s how | |
| Mos work it through | |
| And my work is personal, | |
| I' m a workin' person | |
| I put in work, | |
| I work with purpose | |
| I get it there on the water, air, the surface | |
| You feel the impact niggaz yeah it' s workin' | |
| Listen God did not make me a fearful person | |
| The only fear | |
| I have is my failure to adhere | |
| His pathI would love it just to hear this back | |
| On the ghetto streets where y' all at | |
| On the ave' s where the | |
| Jeep' s go past | |
| In the coupes where the seats go back | |
| In the parties where it be so packed | |
| And the atmosphere be so black | |
| And them black things be so phat | |
| If I could | |
| I would be so glad | |
| But if not | |
| I won' t be so mad | |
| I' m still being a man, still feeding my fam | |
| And even if you don' t see it my fam | |
| I believe that | |
| I am, truly gifted, truly blessed | |
| I' m yours truly, | |
| Brooklyn' s own, | |
| Mos DefI' m rockin' the hard right, ground zero, to far left | |
| I' m, well balanced with immense talents | |
| Burn the script then flip it to keep myself challenged | |
| And that' s the mark of a true champine | |
| That' s whether | |
| I' m in or outside the ring | |
| No fights, no title, no crown or reign | |
| Feel my presence even when | |
| I' m up out this thing | |
| Just trust, that' s what | |
| I' m about to be | |
| But until then settle in and rock with me | |
| Ha, that' s what it' s about to be | |
| Ghetto people look alive with me | |
| And say, we ' gon, stop by | |
| Then we just keep movin' on | |
| Ghetto people, look alive and | |
| Feel free, we just keep movin' on | |
| For Alliah, | |
| Left Eye, | |
| Jam Master | |
| JayAll the great hero' s who have passed away | |
| Scott Laraque, | |
| Big and Pac, | |
| Feaky Tai, | |
| Big LAll the soldiers locked down in the cell | |
| Lock up the flesh, but the spirit will prevail | |
| To our loved ones, and deceased | |
| Dyin' in the street, or quiet in their sleep B. I. G. | |
| Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory Sans Marie | |
| Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory | |
| That' s real' | |
| Cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end | |
| Because it must and when it does | |
| I hope that y' all remember me | |
| With true respect and ghetto love | |
| Now raise it up ' cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end | |
| Because it must, and when it does, | |
| I hope that y' all remember me | |
| Black Dante, from | |
| Myrtle and | |
| Broadway, yeah, yeah y' all | |
| Let me hear it back | |
| Freaky radio | |
| HaFreaky radio | |
| Everywhere on the dial |
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