m.A.A.d city - Kendrick Lamar/MC Eiht.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Kendrick Lamar/M. Spears/Ricci Riera/Axel Morgan/A. Tyler
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kendrick Lamar/M. Spears/Ricci Riera/Axel Morgan/A. Tyler
[00:02.780]If Pirus and Crips all got along
[00:04.470]They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
[00:07.090]Seem like the whole city go against me
[00:09.090]Every time I'm in the street I hear
[00:11.520]"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!"
[00:13.330]"Man down
[00:13.950]Where you from, bitch?
[00:16.070]Bitch who you know, where you from my bitch?
[00:19.380]Where your grandma stay, huh, my bitch?
[00:22.750]This m.A.A.d city I run, my bitch
[00:25.990]Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane
[00:29.110]This is not a rap on how I'm slingin crack or move shit
[00:32.420]This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain
[00:35.100]Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing on your brain
[00:38.410]It was Me, O-Boog
[00:42.280]It got ugly, waving your hand out the window. Check yo self
[00:45.340]Uh, warriors and Conans
[00:46.590]Hope euphoria can slow dance with society
[00:48.400]The driver seat the first one to get killed
[00:51.270]Seen a light-skinned bitch with his brains blown out
[00:54.510]At the same burger stand, where hang out
[00:57.760]Now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did it
[01:01.060]But ever since that day, I was lookin at him different
[01:04.180]That was back when I was nine
[01:06.180]Joey packed the nine
[01:07.300]Pack to stand on every porch is fine
[01:09.430]We adapt to crime, pack a van with four guns at a time
[01:12.740]With the sliding door, bitch is up?
[01:14.790]Bitch you shootin for if you ain't walkin up?
[01:17.730]You punk, pickin up the ****ing pump
[01:20.410]Pickin off you suckers, suck a nigga or die or sucker punch
[01:24.340]Or warn the bullets comin from
[01:26.150]AK's, AR's, "aye y'all. Duck."
[01:27.400]That's what momma said when we was eatin that free lunch
[01:30.640]Aw man, God damn, all hell broke loose
[01:33.070]You killed my cousin back in '94. **** yo truce
[01:36.190]Now crawl yo head in that noose
[01:38.070]You wind up dead on the news
[01:39.940]Ain't no peace treaty, just pieces
[01:41.520]BG's up to pre-approve, bodies on top of bodies
[01:44.030]IV's on top of IV's
[01:45.710]Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the Isleys
[01:48.410]When you hop on that trolley
[01:50.410]Make sure your colors correct
[01:52.030]Make sure you're cornbread, or they'll be calling your mother collect
[01:55.400]They say the governor collect, all of our taxes except
[01:58.390]When we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain't no threat
[02:01.970]You movin backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a Tec
[02:05.350]Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I guess
[02:08.930]M.A.A.d city
[02:09.550]"Man down
[02:10.240]Where you from, bitch?
[02:12.060]Bitch who you know, where you from my bitch?
[02:15.140]Where your grandma stay, huh, my bitch?
[02:17.940]This m.A.A.d city now run, my bitch
[02:21.500]If Pirus and Crips all got along
[02:24.490]They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
[02:27.810]Seem like the whole city go against me
[02:31.050]Every time I'm in the street I hear
[02:33.350]"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!
[02:34.230]Wake yo punk ass up!
[02:40.220]It ain't nothin but a Compton thang
[02:42.900]Chyea
[02:43.400]Real simple and plain
[02:44.770]I'm a teach you some lessons about the street
[02:47.460]It ain't nothin but a Compton thang
[02:53.280]Chyea
[02:55.270]How we do
[02:56.210]Fresh outta school cause I was a high school grad
[02:58.710]Sleeping in the living room in my momma's pad
[03:01.200]Reality struck I seen the white car crash
[03:03.760]Hit the light pole two niggas hopped out on foot and dashed
[03:06.880]My Pops said I needed a job I thought I believed him
[03:10.080]Security guard for a month and ended up leaving
[03:12.510]In fact I got fired because I was inspired by all of my friends
[03:14.760]To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in
[03:17.380]Projects tore up, gang signs get thrown up
[03:20.120]Niggas laced in bullshit
[03:22.990]And they wonder why I rarely smoke now
[03:25.570]Imagine if your first blunt had you foaming at the mouth
[03:28.570]I was straight tweaking the next weekend we broke even
[03:31.310]I made a legion then made a promise to see you bleeding
[03:34.180]You know the reasons but still won't ever know my life
[03:36.110]Kendrick AKA Compton's human sacrifice
[03:38.690]Nigga, shit
[03:43.120]Niggas been mixing bullshit since the 80's loc
[03:45.180]Nigga sticks, buck nakeds
[03:46.990]Make a nigga flip
[03:49.300]Cluck heads all up and down the block and shit
[03:53.490]One time's crooked and shit
[03:55.310]Block a nigga in
[03:56.550]Alondra, Rosecrans, Bullis
[03:58.300]I'm still in the hood
[04:00.420]Loc yeah that's cool
[04:01.610]The hood took me under so I follow the rules
[04:04.350]But yeah that's like me, I grew up in the hood where they bang
[04:08.360]And mother****ers that rep colors is doing the same thing
[04:11.050]Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me
[04:13.990]A couple drive-bys in the hood lately
[04:15.940]Couple of IV's with the ****ing spraycan
[04:17.950]Shots in the crowd then everybody ran
[04:20.530]Crew I'm finna slay, the street life I crave
[04:23.290]Shots hit the enemy, harsh turn brave
[04:25.540]Mount up regulators in the whip
[04:28.470]Down the boulevard with the pistol grip
[04:30.780]Trip, we in the hood still
[04:33.650]So loc, grab a strap cause yeah, it's so real
[04:36.770]Deal with the outcome, a strap in the hand
[04:39.160]And a bird and 10 grand's where mother****ers stand
[04:41.840]If I told you I killed a mother****er at 16, would you believe me?
[04:44.890]Or see me to be innocent Kendrick that you seen in the street
[04:47.390]With a basketball and some Now & Laters to eat
[04:50.390]If I'm ma*************ng all of my skeletons, would you jump in the seat?
[04:52.760]Would you say my intelligence now is great relief?
[04:55.270]And it's safe to say that our next generation maybe can sleep
[04:57.970]With dreams of being a lawyer or doctor
[04:59.670]Instead of boy with a chopper that hold the cul de sac hostage
[05:01.480]Kill them all if they gossip, the Children of the Corn
[05:05.050]They realizing the option of living a lie, drive they body with toxins
[05:08.190]Constantly drinking and drive, hit the powder then watch this flame
[05:11.070]That arrive in his eye; this a coward, the concept is aim and
[05:14.640]They bang it and slide out that bitch with deposits
[05:17.450]And the price on his head, the tots probably go to the projects
[05:20.760]I live inside the belly of the rough
[05:22.510]Compton, U.S.A. made Me an Angel on Angel Dust, what
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