| 歌曲 | Yelling Away |
| 歌手 | Zap Mama |
| 专辑 | Ancestry in Progress |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Daulne, Green, Lynn, McHale | |
| Ok, its the emcee extraordinaire Talib Kweli | |
| Chillin on Soundbombing 3, with my peoples | |
| From the East, Cypha Soundz, from West, Mr. Choc | |
| This is how we do it, I got y'all back, y'all got mine | |
| Let's do this- no more music motherfuckers | |
| [laughing] | |
| [Zap Mama- Chorus] | |
| Yelling, yelling, yelling away | |
| Going, going, going away | |
| And fly, away | |
| [Talib] | |
| Yo, fly in it | |
| Blue skies the limit, the skies infinite | |
| It reflect in the eyes of those who try to send spies in it | |
| Capture the sun if they could, but they go blind by it | |
| Look in the sky and I see Africa's eyes in it | |
| The land is dry like the cry in'finite | |
| The tear we shed grow to fruit til the eye replenish | |
| The industry wanna try to give my rhyme a sentence | |
| Behind bars with my rhymes diminished, they tryna end us | |
| But all them clowns do is give my mind a senate | |
| To watch my people's enemy die in my presence | |
| Fly away on the highest adventure out on the line | |
| And enter the gate of Zion, need to decide who sent em' | |
| I went through the jungle (yeah) | |
| Stalking like a black panther, rap's answer to that cancer | |
| Choking the life out the hood | |
| They won't let a man emancipate his people | |
| This refreshing like the spray of the bay in Puerto Rico | |
| [Chorus] x2 | |
| [Zap Mama] | |
| All the things, you desire | |
| Earth...wind...water, fire | |
| These elements hammer nice together | |
| See, you can find it there | |
| Find it there | |
| [Chorus] x2 | |
| [Common] | |
| Yo, I came into this world as the naked truth | |
| A little baby girl, trying to make it through | |
| Through this earth, wind, fire and water | |
| That I'm someone's daughter | |
| Cadence of divine order | |
| Sorta sent to let the people know their times spent | |
| It's precious and we can't keep our minds bent | |
| On just the pleasures of sex, drugs, wine, bread | |
| In essence, we one with the environment | |
| Though I've been here, less than a year | |
| Being so close to god, I guess I haven't learned the fear | |
| When I heard nature telling me, time to come home | |
| Told my mind this is the path for you to walk, not to run on | |
| Understand the night, to reach a higher day | |
| Follow yourself so you can fly away (fly away) | |
| Fly away dawg, fly away dawg, fly away dawg, fly away dawg | |
| [Zap Mama] | |
| You are feeling, the stress | |
| But in life, you're truly blessed | |
| Go...for...nothing less | |
| Spread your wings and fly away | |
| Fly away | |
| [Chorus] x4 | |
| [Zap Mama] | |
| Go...for...nothing less (x3) |
| zuo ci : Daulne, Green, Lynn, McHale | |
| Ok, its the emcee extraordinaire Talib Kweli | |
| Chillin on Soundbombing 3, with my peoples | |
| From the East, Cypha Soundz, from West, Mr. Choc | |
| This is how we do it, I got y' all back, y' all got mine | |
| Let' s do this no more music motherfuckers | |
| laughing | |
| Zap Mama Chorus | |
| Yelling, yelling, yelling away | |
| Going, going, going away | |
| And fly, away | |
| Talib | |
| Yo, fly in it | |
| Blue skies the limit, the skies infinite | |
| It reflect in the eyes of those who try to send spies in it | |
| Capture the sun if they could, but they go blind by it | |
| Look in the sky and I see Africa' s eyes in it | |
| The land is dry like the cry in' finite | |
| The tear we shed grow to fruit til the eye replenish | |
| The industry wanna try to give my rhyme a sentence | |
| Behind bars with my rhymes diminished, they tryna end us | |
| But all them clowns do is give my mind a senate | |
| To watch my people' s enemy die in my presence | |
| Fly away on the highest adventure out on the line | |
| And enter the gate of Zion, need to decide who sent em' | |
| I went through the jungle yeah | |
| Stalking like a black panther, rap' s answer to that cancer | |
| Choking the life out the hood | |
| They won' t let a man emancipate his people | |
| This refreshing like the spray of the bay in Puerto Rico | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Zap Mama | |
| All the things, you desire | |
| Earth... wind... water, fire | |
| These elements hammer nice together | |
| See, you can find it there | |
| Find it there | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Common | |
| Yo, I came into this world as the naked truth | |
| A little baby girl, trying to make it through | |
| Through this earth, wind, fire and water | |
| That I' m someone' s daughter | |
| Cadence of divine order | |
| Sorta sent to let the people know their times spent | |
| It' s precious and we can' t keep our minds bent | |
| On just the pleasures of sex, drugs, wine, bread | |
| In essence, we one with the environment | |
| Though I' ve been here, less than a year | |
| Being so close to god, I guess I haven' t learned the fear | |
| When I heard nature telling me, time to come home | |
| Told my mind this is the path for you to walk, not to run on | |
| Understand the night, to reach a higher day | |
| Follow yourself so you can fly away fly away | |
| Fly away dawg, fly away dawg, fly away dawg, fly away dawg | |
| Zap Mama | |
| You are feeling, the stress | |
| But in life, you' re truly blessed | |
| Go... for... nothing less | |
| Spread your wings and fly away | |
| Fly away | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Zap Mama | |
| Go... for... nothing less x3 |
| zuò cí : Daulne, Green, Lynn, McHale | |
| Ok, its the emcee extraordinaire Talib Kweli | |
| Chillin on Soundbombing 3, with my peoples | |
| From the East, Cypha Soundz, from West, Mr. Choc | |
| This is how we do it, I got y' all back, y' all got mine | |
| Let' s do this no more music motherfuckers | |
| laughing | |
| Zap Mama Chorus | |
| Yelling, yelling, yelling away | |
| Going, going, going away | |
| And fly, away | |
| Talib | |
| Yo, fly in it | |
| Blue skies the limit, the skies infinite | |
| It reflect in the eyes of those who try to send spies in it | |
| Capture the sun if they could, but they go blind by it | |
| Look in the sky and I see Africa' s eyes in it | |
| The land is dry like the cry in' finite | |
| The tear we shed grow to fruit til the eye replenish | |
| The industry wanna try to give my rhyme a sentence | |
| Behind bars with my rhymes diminished, they tryna end us | |
| But all them clowns do is give my mind a senate | |
| To watch my people' s enemy die in my presence | |
| Fly away on the highest adventure out on the line | |
| And enter the gate of Zion, need to decide who sent em' | |
| I went through the jungle yeah | |
| Stalking like a black panther, rap' s answer to that cancer | |
| Choking the life out the hood | |
| They won' t let a man emancipate his people | |
| This refreshing like the spray of the bay in Puerto Rico | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Zap Mama | |
| All the things, you desire | |
| Earth... wind... water, fire | |
| These elements hammer nice together | |
| See, you can find it there | |
| Find it there | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Common | |
| Yo, I came into this world as the naked truth | |
| A little baby girl, trying to make it through | |
| Through this earth, wind, fire and water | |
| That I' m someone' s daughter | |
| Cadence of divine order | |
| Sorta sent to let the people know their times spent | |
| It' s precious and we can' t keep our minds bent | |
| On just the pleasures of sex, drugs, wine, bread | |
| In essence, we one with the environment | |
| Though I' ve been here, less than a year | |
| Being so close to god, I guess I haven' t learned the fear | |
| When I heard nature telling me, time to come home | |
| Told my mind this is the path for you to walk, not to run on | |
| Understand the night, to reach a higher day | |
| Follow yourself so you can fly away fly away | |
| Fly away dawg, fly away dawg, fly away dawg, fly away dawg | |
| Zap Mama | |
| You are feeling, the stress | |
| But in life, you' re truly blessed | |
| Go... for... nothing less | |
| Spread your wings and fly away | |
| Fly away | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Zap Mama | |
| Go... for... nothing less x3 |