歌曲 | The Frustrated Nigga |
歌手 | Jeru the Damaja |
专辑 | Wrath Of The Math |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Davis, Martin | |
Out of the fog into the smog, he walks in, he's ready for victory | |
He walks again by night, ruthlessly, meetin' wit the unknown | |
It's the educated field nigga, trained in guerilla | |
Warfare plus equipped wit mental hardware | |
Manifestin' organizational skills' | |
Cuz organizational skills kills more devils than bullets | |
Pull it, the psychological trigger and be a real nigga | |
Happy as a runaway slave in the jungle | |
The concrete jungle, here's your scars weary | |
Here's your arms don't fear 'em | |
But you might die if you bail against the system | |
Another nigga caught up in the system | |
To amend my invisible chains and deviate from the system | |
No longer shall | |
I be a victim, victimized, circumsized | |
By the lies of the system, it's equivalent to bein' nonexisent | |
I used to be a pawn in the game | |
Now, I change my postion, | |
I'm makin' moves | |
Beware of the frustrated nigga know what | |
I'm sayin' | |
Ride the pale horse, triumphantly | |
Put a saddle on his back, take him to hell and back | |
You could take a nigga out the jungle | |
But you can't take the jungle out the cat | |
Black cats, brown cats, all types of cats | |
Mental fusion, it's no illusion or delusion | |
Of grandeur but the way we were and will be and ever shall be | |
Eternally but you mask my present existence | |
In ignorance, mock my appearance | |
Yet yearn for my esscence, steal my lessons | |
So I reeducate, unlearn what was taught, hold down the fort | |
Each one teach one, now | |
I got support | |
We don't need no water, let the muthafuka burn down to the ground | |
America, America, the beautiful thoughts | |
From a frustrated nigga, you know what | |
I'm sayin' | |
Systematic, destruction of the original man | |
Drugs by nigga on nigga, cocaine, morphine, nicotine | |
The evil of men run through my bloodstream | |
And the blood of kings runs through my bloodstream | |
This dignified bastard, hazardous to the health of | |
AmericaBlack rebel in your area, psychoanalyze this | |
Then send your forces 'cuz now we mean business | |
You should now bear a witness to a new brand of nigga | |
This nigga is smarter than the nigga of time's past | |
This nigga is the nigga of the future | |
This nigga will emancipate himself from the title of nigga | |
And restore his title as king | |
So beware, beware, beware, beware the frustrated nigga |
zuo ci : Davis, Martin | |
Out of the fog into the smog, he walks in, he' s ready for victory | |
He walks again by night, ruthlessly, meetin' wit the unknown | |
It' s the educated field nigga, trained in guerilla | |
Warfare plus equipped wit mental hardware | |
Manifestin' organizational skills' | |
Cuz organizational skills kills more devils than bullets | |
Pull it, the psychological trigger and be a real nigga | |
Happy as a runaway slave in the jungle | |
The concrete jungle, here' s your scars weary | |
Here' s your arms don' t fear ' em | |
But you might die if you bail against the system | |
Another nigga caught up in the system | |
To amend my invisible chains and deviate from the system | |
No longer shall | |
I be a victim, victimized, circumsized | |
By the lies of the system, it' s equivalent to bein' nonexisent | |
I used to be a pawn in the game | |
Now, I change my postion, | |
I' m makin' moves | |
Beware of the frustrated nigga know what | |
I' m sayin' | |
Ride the pale horse, triumphantly | |
Put a saddle on his back, take him to hell and back | |
You could take a nigga out the jungle | |
But you can' t take the jungle out the cat | |
Black cats, brown cats, all types of cats | |
Mental fusion, it' s no illusion or delusion | |
Of grandeur but the way we were and will be and ever shall be | |
Eternally but you mask my present existence | |
In ignorance, mock my appearance | |
Yet yearn for my esscence, steal my lessons | |
So I reeducate, unlearn what was taught, hold down the fort | |
Each one teach one, now | |
I got support | |
We don' t need no water, let the muthafuka burn down to the ground | |
America, America, the beautiful thoughts | |
From a frustrated nigga, you know what | |
I' m sayin' | |
Systematic, destruction of the original man | |
Drugs by nigga on nigga, cocaine, morphine, nicotine | |
The evil of men run through my bloodstream | |
And the blood of kings runs through my bloodstream | |
This dignified bastard, hazardous to the health of | |
AmericaBlack rebel in your area, psychoanalyze this | |
Then send your forces ' cuz now we mean business | |
You should now bear a witness to a new brand of nigga | |
This nigga is smarter than the nigga of time' s past | |
This nigga is the nigga of the future | |
This nigga will emancipate himself from the title of nigga | |
And restore his title as king | |
So beware, beware, beware, beware the frustrated nigga |
zuò cí : Davis, Martin | |
Out of the fog into the smog, he walks in, he' s ready for victory | |
He walks again by night, ruthlessly, meetin' wit the unknown | |
It' s the educated field nigga, trained in guerilla | |
Warfare plus equipped wit mental hardware | |
Manifestin' organizational skills' | |
Cuz organizational skills kills more devils than bullets | |
Pull it, the psychological trigger and be a real nigga | |
Happy as a runaway slave in the jungle | |
The concrete jungle, here' s your scars weary | |
Here' s your arms don' t fear ' em | |
But you might die if you bail against the system | |
Another nigga caught up in the system | |
To amend my invisible chains and deviate from the system | |
No longer shall | |
I be a victim, victimized, circumsized | |
By the lies of the system, it' s equivalent to bein' nonexisent | |
I used to be a pawn in the game | |
Now, I change my postion, | |
I' m makin' moves | |
Beware of the frustrated nigga know what | |
I' m sayin' | |
Ride the pale horse, triumphantly | |
Put a saddle on his back, take him to hell and back | |
You could take a nigga out the jungle | |
But you can' t take the jungle out the cat | |
Black cats, brown cats, all types of cats | |
Mental fusion, it' s no illusion or delusion | |
Of grandeur but the way we were and will be and ever shall be | |
Eternally but you mask my present existence | |
In ignorance, mock my appearance | |
Yet yearn for my esscence, steal my lessons | |
So I reeducate, unlearn what was taught, hold down the fort | |
Each one teach one, now | |
I got support | |
We don' t need no water, let the muthafuka burn down to the ground | |
America, America, the beautiful thoughts | |
From a frustrated nigga, you know what | |
I' m sayin' | |
Systematic, destruction of the original man | |
Drugs by nigga on nigga, cocaine, morphine, nicotine | |
The evil of men run through my bloodstream | |
And the blood of kings runs through my bloodstream | |
This dignified bastard, hazardous to the health of | |
AmericaBlack rebel in your area, psychoanalyze this | |
Then send your forces ' cuz now we mean business | |
You should now bear a witness to a new brand of nigga | |
This nigga is smarter than the nigga of time' s past | |
This nigga is the nigga of the future | |
This nigga will emancipate himself from the title of nigga | |
And restore his title as king | |
So beware, beware, beware, beware the frustrated nigga |