歌曲 | Beat Street |
歌手 | Grandmaster Flash |
专辑 | Grandmaster Flash the Furious Five Grandmaster Melle Mel |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Beat Street Breakdown, Raah! | |
Hip Hop! | |
Beat Street | |
The king of the beat | |
You see him rocking that beat from across the street | |
And Huh Huh! | |
Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you! | |
Well a picture can express a thousand words to describe all the beauty of life you give | |
And if the world was yours to do over, I know you'd paint a better place to live | |
Where the colours would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony | |
And where murals stand on walls so grand as far as the eyes are able to see, Ha! | |
I never knew art til I saw your face and there'll never be one to take your place | |
âCause each and every time you touch the spray paint can | |
Michelangelo's soul controls your hand | |
Then serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the rainbow fills your head | |
Crescendo of colours hang in tune, Man why oh why d'ya have to die so soon? | |
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, where the good die young it's all thy must | |
âCause as life must live, death must die and the tear shall fall from the living eye, Huh! | |
The teardrops fall for the state of mind of the beautiful lady that you left behind | |
In love and alone, but now you're dead, and she still can't get you out of her head, Huh! | |
More tears fall for all you've done, trying to be a good father to your only son | |
But now who's gonna make sure that he's fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead? | |
Tell me who's gonna dream the impossible dream of the beautiful cities in the islands genes? | |
When your works of art brought into being all that the ghetto stopped you from seeing | |
Bums on the sidewalk, garbage in the streets, abandoned buildings, bricks of concrete | |
The ladies on the corner are selling their bodies, and everybody wants a part in that party | |
I'm hanging out tough, rocking late at night, running wild in the town of the neon light | |
You either play some ball or stand in the hall Huh! | |
You gotta make something outta nothing at all | |
I'm sitting in the classroom learning the rules and it says you can't do graffiti in school | |
They can't be wrong in the hallowed hall, so my notebook turned into a brick wall | |
The heart of a lion and the courage of three, and the mind of a man much wiser than me | |
You're the soul of the brother who won't come back | |
Who died in my arms on the railroad track | |
âCause I'm caught in the rat race, looking for my own space | |
There's gotta be a better place for you and me | |
There's pie in the sky, and an eye for an eye | |
Some people gotta die just to be free | |
You search for justice and what do you find? | |
You find just us on the unemployment line | |
You find just us sweating from dawn to dusk | |
There's no justice, there's Huh, just us, Ha! | |
Still life urban masterpiece, your trademark was written on trains and walls | |
A million dollar gift only God released, and yet you got killed for nothing at all | |
So after this there'll be no more hard times, no more bad times and no more pain | |
No more chump change, none of that bull | |
Just movies, museums and the hall of fame | |
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let's take it to the top where we belong | |
âCause the age of the Beat Street wave is here | |
Everybody let's sing along, now c'mon, say âHo!' (âHo!'), Say âHo!' (âHo!') | |
And to let me know I'm rocking the microphone everybody say âRamo!' (âRamo!') | |
âRamo!' (âRamo!') | |
Raah! | |
A newspaper burns in the sand, and the headlines say âMan destroys Man!' | |
Extra! Extra! Read all the bad news on the war for peace that everybody would lose | |
The rise and fall, the last great empire, the sound of the whole world caught on fire | |
The ruthless struggle, the desperate gamble | |
The game that left the whole world in shambles | |
The cheats, the lies, the alibis | |
And the foolish attempt to conquer the skies | |
Lost in space, and what is it worth, huh? | |
The president just forgot about Earth | |
Spending multi billions, and maybe even trillions | |
The cost of weapons ran into zillions | |
There's gold in the street, and diamonds under feet | |
And the children in Africa don't even eat | |
Flies on their faces, they're living like mice | |
And the houses even make the ghetto look nice, Huh! | |
The water tastes funny, it's forever too sunny | |
And they work all month and don't make no money | |
A fight for power, a nuclear shower | |
And people shout out in the darkest hour | |
Of sights unseen and voices unheard | |
And finally the bomb gets the last word | |
Christians killed Muslims, and Germans killed Jews | |
And everybody's bodies are used and abused, Huh! | |
Minds are poisoned and souls are polluted | |
Superiority complex is deep rooted | |
Leeches and lice's, and people got prices | |
Egomaniacs control the self-righteous | |
Nothing is sacred and nothing is pure | |
So the revelation of death is our cure | |
Hitler and Caesar, Custer and Reagan | |
Napoleon, Castro, Mussolini and Begin | |
Ghengis Khan and the Shah of Iran | |
Mixed with the blood of the weaker man | |
The peoples in terror, the leaders made the error | |
And now they can't even look in the mirror | |
âCause we gotta suffer while things get rougher | |
And that's the reason why we got to get tougher | |
To learn from the past and work for the future | |
And don't be a slave to no computer | |
âCause the Children of Man inherits the land | |
And the future of the world is in your hands | |
So just throw your hands in the air | |
And wave âem like you just don't care | |
And if you believe that you're the future | |
Scream it out and say âOh yeah!' (âOh yeah!') | |
âOh yeah!' (âOh yeah!') | |
Raah! | |
Beat Street Breakdown | |
Raah! | |
Hip Hop! |
Beat Street Breakdown, Raah! | |
Hip Hop! | |
Beat Street | |
The king of the beat | |
You see him rocking that beat from across the street | |
And Huh Huh! | |
Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can' t let the Streets beat you! | |
Well a picture can express a thousand words to describe all the beauty of life you give | |
And if the world was yours to do over, I know you' d paint a better place to live | |
Where the colours would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony | |
And where murals stand on walls so grand as far as the eyes are able to see, Ha! | |
I never knew art til I saw your face and there' ll never be one to take your place | |
Cause each and every time you touch the spray paint can | |
Michelangelo' s soul controls your hand | |
Then serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the rainbow fills your head | |
Crescendo of colours hang in tune, Man why oh why d' ya have to die so soon? | |
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, where the good die young it' s all thy must | |
Cause as life must live, death must die and the tear shall fall from the living eye, Huh! | |
The teardrops fall for the state of mind of the beautiful lady that you left behind | |
In love and alone, but now you' re dead, and she still can' t get you out of her head, Huh! | |
More tears fall for all you' ve done, trying to be a good father to your only son | |
But now who' s gonna make sure that he' s fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead? | |
Tell me who' s gonna dream the impossible dream of the beautiful cities in the islands genes? | |
When your works of art brought into being all that the ghetto stopped you from seeing | |
Bums on the sidewalk, garbage in the streets, abandoned buildings, bricks of concrete | |
The ladies on the corner are selling their bodies, and everybody wants a part in that party | |
I' m hanging out tough, rocking late at night, running wild in the town of the neon light | |
You either play some ball or stand in the hall Huh! | |
You gotta make something outta nothing at all | |
I' m sitting in the classroom learning the rules and it says you can' t do graffiti in school | |
They can' t be wrong in the hallowed hall, so my notebook turned into a brick wall | |
The heart of a lion and the courage of three, and the mind of a man much wiser than me | |
You' re the soul of the brother who won' t come back | |
Who died in my arms on the railroad track | |
Cause I' m caught in the rat race, looking for my own space | |
There' s gotta be a better place for you and me | |
There' s pie in the sky, and an eye for an eye | |
Some people gotta die just to be free | |
You search for justice and what do you find? | |
You find just us on the unemployment line | |
You find just us sweating from dawn to dusk | |
There' s no justice, there' s Huh, just us, Ha! | |
Still life urban masterpiece, your trademark was written on trains and walls | |
A million dollar gift only God released, and yet you got killed for nothing at all | |
So after this there' ll be no more hard times, no more bad times and no more pain | |
No more chump change, none of that bull | |
Just movies, museums and the hall of fame | |
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let' s take it to the top where we belong | |
Cause the age of the Beat Street wave is here | |
Everybody let' s sing along, now c' mon, say Ho!' Ho!', Say Ho!' Ho!' | |
And to let me know I' m rocking the microphone everybody say Ramo!' Ramo!' | |
Ramo!' Ramo!' | |
Raah! | |
A newspaper burns in the sand, and the headlines say Man destroys Man!' | |
Extra! Extra! Read all the bad news on the war for peace that everybody would lose | |
The rise and fall, the last great empire, the sound of the whole world caught on fire | |
The ruthless struggle, the desperate gamble | |
The game that left the whole world in shambles | |
The cheats, the lies, the alibis | |
And the foolish attempt to conquer the skies | |
Lost in space, and what is it worth, huh? | |
The president just forgot about Earth | |
Spending multi billions, and maybe even trillions | |
The cost of weapons ran into zillions | |
There' s gold in the street, and diamonds under feet | |
And the children in Africa don' t even eat | |
Flies on their faces, they' re living like mice | |
And the houses even make the ghetto look nice, Huh! | |
The water tastes funny, it' s forever too sunny | |
And they work all month and don' t make no money | |
A fight for power, a nuclear shower | |
And people shout out in the darkest hour | |
Of sights unseen and voices unheard | |
And finally the bomb gets the last word | |
Christians killed Muslims, and Germans killed Jews | |
And everybody' s bodies are used and abused, Huh! | |
Minds are poisoned and souls are polluted | |
Superiority complex is deep rooted | |
Leeches and lice' s, and people got prices | |
Egomaniacs control the selfrighteous | |
Nothing is sacred and nothing is pure | |
So the revelation of death is our cure | |
Hitler and Caesar, Custer and Reagan | |
Napoleon, Castro, Mussolini and Begin | |
Ghengis Khan and the Shah of Iran | |
Mixed with the blood of the weaker man | |
The peoples in terror, the leaders made the error | |
And now they can' t even look in the mirror | |
Cause we gotta suffer while things get rougher | |
And that' s the reason why we got to get tougher | |
To learn from the past and work for the future | |
And don' t be a slave to no computer | |
Cause the Children of Man inherits the land | |
And the future of the world is in your hands | |
So just throw your hands in the air | |
And wave em like you just don' t care | |
And if you believe that you' re the future | |
Scream it out and say Oh yeah!' Oh yeah!' | |
Oh yeah!' Oh yeah!' | |
Raah! | |
Beat Street Breakdown | |
Raah! | |
Hip Hop! |
Beat Street Breakdown, Raah! | |
Hip Hop! | |
Beat Street | |
The king of the beat | |
You see him rocking that beat from across the street | |
And Huh Huh! | |
Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can' t let the Streets beat you! | |
Well a picture can express a thousand words to describe all the beauty of life you give | |
And if the world was yours to do over, I know you' d paint a better place to live | |
Where the colours would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony | |
And where murals stand on walls so grand as far as the eyes are able to see, Ha! | |
I never knew art til I saw your face and there' ll never be one to take your place | |
Cause each and every time you touch the spray paint can | |
Michelangelo' s soul controls your hand | |
Then serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the rainbow fills your head | |
Crescendo of colours hang in tune, Man why oh why d' ya have to die so soon? | |
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, where the good die young it' s all thy must | |
Cause as life must live, death must die and the tear shall fall from the living eye, Huh! | |
The teardrops fall for the state of mind of the beautiful lady that you left behind | |
In love and alone, but now you' re dead, and she still can' t get you out of her head, Huh! | |
More tears fall for all you' ve done, trying to be a good father to your only son | |
But now who' s gonna make sure that he' s fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead? | |
Tell me who' s gonna dream the impossible dream of the beautiful cities in the islands genes? | |
When your works of art brought into being all that the ghetto stopped you from seeing | |
Bums on the sidewalk, garbage in the streets, abandoned buildings, bricks of concrete | |
The ladies on the corner are selling their bodies, and everybody wants a part in that party | |
I' m hanging out tough, rocking late at night, running wild in the town of the neon light | |
You either play some ball or stand in the hall Huh! | |
You gotta make something outta nothing at all | |
I' m sitting in the classroom learning the rules and it says you can' t do graffiti in school | |
They can' t be wrong in the hallowed hall, so my notebook turned into a brick wall | |
The heart of a lion and the courage of three, and the mind of a man much wiser than me | |
You' re the soul of the brother who won' t come back | |
Who died in my arms on the railroad track | |
Cause I' m caught in the rat race, looking for my own space | |
There' s gotta be a better place for you and me | |
There' s pie in the sky, and an eye for an eye | |
Some people gotta die just to be free | |
You search for justice and what do you find? | |
You find just us on the unemployment line | |
You find just us sweating from dawn to dusk | |
There' s no justice, there' s Huh, just us, Ha! | |
Still life urban masterpiece, your trademark was written on trains and walls | |
A million dollar gift only God released, and yet you got killed for nothing at all | |
So after this there' ll be no more hard times, no more bad times and no more pain | |
No more chump change, none of that bull | |
Just movies, museums and the hall of fame | |
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let' s take it to the top where we belong | |
Cause the age of the Beat Street wave is here | |
Everybody let' s sing along, now c' mon, say Ho!' Ho!', Say Ho!' Ho!' | |
And to let me know I' m rocking the microphone everybody say Ramo!' Ramo!' | |
Ramo!' Ramo!' | |
Raah! | |
A newspaper burns in the sand, and the headlines say Man destroys Man!' | |
Extra! Extra! Read all the bad news on the war for peace that everybody would lose | |
The rise and fall, the last great empire, the sound of the whole world caught on fire | |
The ruthless struggle, the desperate gamble | |
The game that left the whole world in shambles | |
The cheats, the lies, the alibis | |
And the foolish attempt to conquer the skies | |
Lost in space, and what is it worth, huh? | |
The president just forgot about Earth | |
Spending multi billions, and maybe even trillions | |
The cost of weapons ran into zillions | |
There' s gold in the street, and diamonds under feet | |
And the children in Africa don' t even eat | |
Flies on their faces, they' re living like mice | |
And the houses even make the ghetto look nice, Huh! | |
The water tastes funny, it' s forever too sunny | |
And they work all month and don' t make no money | |
A fight for power, a nuclear shower | |
And people shout out in the darkest hour | |
Of sights unseen and voices unheard | |
And finally the bomb gets the last word | |
Christians killed Muslims, and Germans killed Jews | |
And everybody' s bodies are used and abused, Huh! | |
Minds are poisoned and souls are polluted | |
Superiority complex is deep rooted | |
Leeches and lice' s, and people got prices | |
Egomaniacs control the selfrighteous | |
Nothing is sacred and nothing is pure | |
So the revelation of death is our cure | |
Hitler and Caesar, Custer and Reagan | |
Napoleon, Castro, Mussolini and Begin | |
Ghengis Khan and the Shah of Iran | |
Mixed with the blood of the weaker man | |
The peoples in terror, the leaders made the error | |
And now they can' t even look in the mirror | |
Cause we gotta suffer while things get rougher | |
And that' s the reason why we got to get tougher | |
To learn from the past and work for the future | |
And don' t be a slave to no computer | |
Cause the Children of Man inherits the land | |
And the future of the world is in your hands | |
So just throw your hands in the air | |
And wave em like you just don' t care | |
And if you believe that you' re the future | |
Scream it out and say Oh yeah!' Oh yeah!' | |
Oh yeah!' Oh yeah!' | |
Raah! | |
Beat Street Breakdown | |
Raah! | |
Hip Hop! |