歌曲 | Ghetto Show |
歌手 | Talib Kweli |
歌手 | Anthony Hamilton |
歌手 | Common |
专辑 | The Beautiful Struggle |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Greene, Lynn, West | |
(Talib Kweli) | |
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard | |
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods (come on) | |
Precious metals round our necks and arms (yea) | |
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods | |
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard | |
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods (come on) | |
Precious metals round our necks and arms (yea) | |
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods | |
(Anthony Hamilton) | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I've been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
(Common) | |
Black magic in the hood, its tragic but understood | |
Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood | |
Even whats bad becomes good, status becomes stood | |
Upon the pedestal welcome to the ghetto show | |
Federal buildings, pissy hallways filled with children pushing children | |
Fiends lips peeling, shit seems real and | |
What's real is the estate of mind that we're in | |
The situation feels great | |
My man peels weight, so he can fill plates | |
You might get love but you still feel hate | |
Through and chain plates, we communicate | |
Chicago to brooklyn nigga real ones do relate | |
(Talib Kweli) | |
If lyrics sold then truth be told | |
I'll probably be just as rich and famous as jay-z | |
Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense | |
Next best thing I do a record with common sense | |
Cause its the music, its blues, its jazz, its acoustics | |
Soul, rock and roll the hip hop we be producing yea | |
It's the gear, it's the flare, it's the stare | |
Nowadays they'll shot you where they used to shoot the fair | |
Remember the lost soldiers, pour a beer, shoot the air | |
We got our own elected officials, no matter who the mayor | |
I know you know what I'm talking about | |
From New York to the South, take off your shoes when you walk in the house | |
(Anthony Hamilton) | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I've been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
(Talib Kweli) | |
Yo | |
I grew up where they're playing skele in the parking lot | |
And sell paintings of Aaliyah, BIG and Pac up in the barbershop | |
Buildings too big so you don't really see the stars a lot | |
But rapping, drinking, and going to prison you see them bars a lot | |
I feel the spirit in the dark and hear it in my heart | |
And always keep my ears to the block till I dearly depart | |
Hip hop is really the art | |
We have to express the part of ourselves that make us want to martyr ourselves | |
It ain't harder to tell when somebody stick you up and put the hammer to you | |
They want them dead presidents like Stickman and Mutulu | |
With a gun to your jaw, these kids don't run anymore | |
Kicks is a hundred or more | |
(Common) | |
A man in front of the store, begging for money and mercy | |
I told him say a prayer under his breath, he cursed me | |
Niggaz is thirsty, I heard it's a drought | |
Up early, serving from their grandmother's house | |
Sometime the ghetto feels desolate, yo the eyes of the hood yo is desperate | |
Effected by the deficit, times and lessons get hard | |
Either get by or get god, but but you try to get by | |
It's like the block keep blocking | |
You try to make moves, its like the car just keep stopping | |
We shorties in the court, need cochran yea | |
I tell them why the weed seeds popping, in the game you need options | |
No time for feet watching, me and kwe keep rocking for the ghetto | |
(Anthony Hamilton) | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I've been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
(Anthony Hamilton) | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I've been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto |
zuo qu : Greene, Lynn, West | |
Talib Kweli | |
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard | |
We tear it up y' all, bless the mic with the gods come on | |
Precious metals round our necks and arms yea | |
We tear it up y' all, bless the mic with the gods | |
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard | |
We tear it up y' all, bless the mic with the gods come on | |
Precious metals round our necks and arms yea | |
We tear it up y' all, bless the mic with the gods | |
Anthony Hamilton | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I' ve been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Common | |
Black magic in the hood, its tragic but understood | |
Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood | |
Even whats bad becomes good, status becomes stood | |
Upon the pedestal welcome to the ghetto show | |
Federal buildings, pissy hallways filled with children pushing children | |
Fiends lips peeling, shit seems real and | |
What' s real is the estate of mind that we' re in | |
The situation feels great | |
My man peels weight, so he can fill plates | |
You might get love but you still feel hate | |
Through and chain plates, we communicate | |
Chicago to brooklyn nigga real ones do relate | |
Talib Kweli | |
If lyrics sold then truth be told | |
I' ll probably be just as rich and famous as jayz | |
Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense | |
Next best thing I do a record with common sense | |
Cause its the music, its blues, its jazz, its acoustics | |
Soul, rock and roll the hip hop we be producing yea | |
It' s the gear, it' s the flare, it' s the stare | |
Nowadays they' ll shot you where they used to shoot the fair | |
Remember the lost soldiers, pour a beer, shoot the air | |
We got our own elected officials, no matter who the mayor | |
I know you know what I' m talking about | |
From New York to the South, take off your shoes when you walk in the house | |
Anthony Hamilton | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I' ve been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Talib Kweli | |
Yo | |
I grew up where they' re playing skele in the parking lot | |
And sell paintings of Aaliyah, BIG and Pac up in the barbershop | |
Buildings too big so you don' t really see the stars a lot | |
But rapping, drinking, and going to prison you see them bars a lot | |
I feel the spirit in the dark and hear it in my heart | |
And always keep my ears to the block till I dearly depart | |
Hip hop is really the art | |
We have to express the part of ourselves that make us want to martyr ourselves | |
It ain' t harder to tell when somebody stick you up and put the hammer to you | |
They want them dead presidents like Stickman and Mutulu | |
With a gun to your jaw, these kids don' t run anymore | |
Kicks is a hundred or more | |
Common | |
A man in front of the store, begging for money and mercy | |
I told him say a prayer under his breath, he cursed me | |
Niggaz is thirsty, I heard it' s a drought | |
Up early, serving from their grandmother' s house | |
Sometime the ghetto feels desolate, yo the eyes of the hood yo is desperate | |
Effected by the deficit, times and lessons get hard | |
Either get by or get god, but but you try to get by | |
It' s like the block keep blocking | |
You try to make moves, its like the car just keep stopping | |
We shorties in the court, need cochran yea | |
I tell them why the weed seeds popping, in the game you need options | |
No time for feet watching, me and kwe keep rocking for the ghetto | |
Anthony Hamilton | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I' ve been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Anthony Hamilton | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I' ve been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto |
zuò qǔ : Greene, Lynn, West | |
Talib Kweli | |
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard | |
We tear it up y' all, bless the mic with the gods come on | |
Precious metals round our necks and arms yea | |
We tear it up y' all, bless the mic with the gods | |
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard | |
We tear it up y' all, bless the mic with the gods come on | |
Precious metals round our necks and arms yea | |
We tear it up y' all, bless the mic with the gods | |
Anthony Hamilton | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I' ve been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Common | |
Black magic in the hood, its tragic but understood | |
Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood | |
Even whats bad becomes good, status becomes stood | |
Upon the pedestal welcome to the ghetto show | |
Federal buildings, pissy hallways filled with children pushing children | |
Fiends lips peeling, shit seems real and | |
What' s real is the estate of mind that we' re in | |
The situation feels great | |
My man peels weight, so he can fill plates | |
You might get love but you still feel hate | |
Through and chain plates, we communicate | |
Chicago to brooklyn nigga real ones do relate | |
Talib Kweli | |
If lyrics sold then truth be told | |
I' ll probably be just as rich and famous as jayz | |
Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense | |
Next best thing I do a record with common sense | |
Cause its the music, its blues, its jazz, its acoustics | |
Soul, rock and roll the hip hop we be producing yea | |
It' s the gear, it' s the flare, it' s the stare | |
Nowadays they' ll shot you where they used to shoot the fair | |
Remember the lost soldiers, pour a beer, shoot the air | |
We got our own elected officials, no matter who the mayor | |
I know you know what I' m talking about | |
From New York to the South, take off your shoes when you walk in the house | |
Anthony Hamilton | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I' ve been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Talib Kweli | |
Yo | |
I grew up where they' re playing skele in the parking lot | |
And sell paintings of Aaliyah, BIG and Pac up in the barbershop | |
Buildings too big so you don' t really see the stars a lot | |
But rapping, drinking, and going to prison you see them bars a lot | |
I feel the spirit in the dark and hear it in my heart | |
And always keep my ears to the block till I dearly depart | |
Hip hop is really the art | |
We have to express the part of ourselves that make us want to martyr ourselves | |
It ain' t harder to tell when somebody stick you up and put the hammer to you | |
They want them dead presidents like Stickman and Mutulu | |
With a gun to your jaw, these kids don' t run anymore | |
Kicks is a hundred or more | |
Common | |
A man in front of the store, begging for money and mercy | |
I told him say a prayer under his breath, he cursed me | |
Niggaz is thirsty, I heard it' s a drought | |
Up early, serving from their grandmother' s house | |
Sometime the ghetto feels desolate, yo the eyes of the hood yo is desperate | |
Effected by the deficit, times and lessons get hard | |
Either get by or get god, but but you try to get by | |
It' s like the block keep blocking | |
You try to make moves, its like the car just keep stopping | |
We shorties in the court, need cochran yea | |
I tell them why the weed seeds popping, in the game you need options | |
No time for feet watching, me and kwe keep rocking for the ghetto | |
Anthony Hamilton | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I' ve been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Anthony Hamilton | |
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
Even when you look | |
Its never what you see | |
My hood is the ghetto | |
I' ve been down before up is just a reach | |
Cause my hood is the ghetto | |
Catch a second wind | |
Then begin again | |
My hood is the ghetto |