| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Jones, Martin |
| [00:01.64] | Yeah yeah,aiyyo black it's time （word?） |
| [00:06.45] | （Word,it's time nigga?） |
| [00:08.79] | Yeah,it's time man （aight nigga,begin） |
| [00:11.73] | Yeah,straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap |
| [00:14.04] | Where fake niggaz don't make it back |
| [00:18.15] | I don't know how to start this shit,yo,now |
| [00:22.81] | Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin |
| [00:25.50] | Musician,inflictin composition |
| [00:26.83] | of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine |
| [00:30.01] | Holdin a M-16,see with the pen I'm extreme,now |
| [00:33.11] | Bulletholes left in my peepholes |
| [00:36.39] | I'm suited up in street clothes |
| [00:37.86] | Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes |
| [00:40.37] | Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay |
| [00:42.92] | I keep some E&J,sittin bent up in the stairway |
| [00:46.07] | Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs |
| [00:48.36] | Laughin at baseheads,tryin to sell some broken amps |
| [00:50.80] | G-Packs get off quick,forever niggaz talk shit |
| [00:53.11] | Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped |
| [00:55.49] | Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin |
| [00:58.39] | Time to start the revolution,catch a body head for Houston |
| [01:01.74] | Once they caught us off guard,the Mac-10was in the grass and |
| [01:05.55] | I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin |
| [01:07.85] | Pick the Mac up,told brothers,"Back up,"the Mac spit |
| [01:10.69] | Lead was hittin niggaz one ran,I made him backflip |
| [01:13.13] | Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook,couldn't look |
| [01:15.98] | Gave another squeeze heard it click yo,my shit is stuck |
| [01:18.79] | Try to cock it,it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger |
| [01:21.50] | Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber |
| [01:25.67] | So now I'm jetting to the building lobby |
| [01:27.94] | and it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be |
| [01:30.90] | （So whatchu sayin?）It's like the game ain't the same |
| [01:33.49] | Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name |
| [01:35.95] | and claim some corners,crews without guns are goners |
| [01:38.43] | In broad daylight,stickup kids,they run up on us |
| [01:41.45] | Fo'-fives and gauges,Macs in fact |
| [01:44.19] | Same niggaz'll catch a back to back,snatchin yo'cracks in black |
| [01:47.93] | There was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked |
| [01:50.49] | So hold your stash until the coke price drop |
| [01:53.21] | I know this crackhead,who said she gotta smoke nice rock |
| [01:56.02] | And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots,but yo |
| [01:58.93] | You gotta slide on a vacation |
| [02:00.86] | Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin |
| [02:04.32] | It drops deep as it does in my breath |
| [02:07.22] | I never sleep,cause sleep is the cousin of death |
| [02:09.96] | Beyond the walls of intelligence,life is defined |
| [02:12.45] | I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind |
| [02:15.87] | New York state of mine |
| [02:18.73] | New York state of mine |
| [02:21.36] | New York state of mine |
| [02:24.27] | New York state of mine |
| [02:26.95] | Be havin dreams that I'ma gangster --drinkin Moets,holdin Tecs |
| [02:30.60] | Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped |
| [02:32.80] | Investments in stocks,sewein up the blocks |
| [02:35.06] | to sell rocks,winnin gunfights with mega cops |
| [02:37.36] | But just a nigga,walking with his finger on the trigger |
| [02:41.13] | Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger |
| [02:44.04] | I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin |
| [02:47.81] | Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggaz undressin |
| [02:50.17] | Thinkin of cash flow,buddah and shelter |
| [02:52.58] | Whenever frustrated I'ma hijack Delta |
| [02:55.40] | In the P.J.'s,my blend tape plays,bullets are strays |
| [02:58.69] | Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze |
| [03:01.48] | full of black rats trapped,plus the Island is packed |
| [03:04.24] | From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back,black |
| [03:07.49] | I'm livin where the nights is jet black |
| [03:09.51] | The fiends fight to get crack I just max,I dream I can sit back |
| [03:12.99] | and lamp like Capone,with drug scripts sewn |
| [03:15.24] | Or the legal luxury life,rings flooded with stones,homes |
| [03:18.19] | I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane |
| [03:20.94] | Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain |
| [03:23.24] | and be prosperous,though we live dangerous |
| [03:26.39] | cops could just arrest me,blamin us,we're held like hostages |
| [03:29.48] | It's only right that I was born to use mics |
| [03:33.05] | and the stuff that I write,is even tougher than dice |
| [03:35.78] | I'm takin rappers to a new plateau,through rap slow |
| [03:38.13] | My rhymin is a vitamin,Hell without a capsule |
| [03:40.95] | The smooth criminal on beat breaks |
| [03:43.52] | Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes |
| [03:46.77] | The city never sleeps,full of villians and creeps |
| [03:49.27] | That's where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks |
| [03:52.71] | I'ma addict for sneakers,twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers |
| [03:55.42] | In the streets I can greet ya,about blunts I teach ya |
| [03:58.55] | Inhale deep like the words of my breath |
| [04:00.87] | I never sleep,cause sleep is the cousin of death |
| [04:03.49] | I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times |
| [04:06.32] | Nothing's equivalent,to the new york state of mind |
| [04:09.37] | New York state of mine |
| [04:12.53] | New York state of mine |
| [04:15.42] | New York state of mine |
| [04:18.13] | New York state of mind |
| [04:21.02] | NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Jones, Martin |
| [00:01.64] | Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it' s time word? |
| [00:06.45] | Word, it' s time nigga? |
| [00:08.79] | Yeah, it' s time man aight nigga, begin |
| [00:11.73] | Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap |
| [00:14.04] | Where fake niggaz don' t make it back |
| [00:18.15] | I don' t know how to start this shit, yo, now |
| [00:22.81] | Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin |
| [00:25.50] | Musician, inflictin composition |
| [00:26.83] | of pain I' m like Scarface sniffin cocaine |
| [00:30.01] | Holdin a M16, see with the pen I' m extreme, now |
| [00:33.11] | Bulletholes left in my peepholes |
| [00:36.39] | I' m suited up in street clothes |
| [00:37.86] | Hand me a nine and I' ll defeat foes |
| [00:40.37] | Y' all know my steelo with or without the airplay |
| [00:42.92] | I keep some E J, sittin bent up in the stairway |
| [00:46.07] | Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs |
| [00:48.36] | Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps |
| [00:50.80] | GPacks get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit |
| [00:53.11] | Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped |
| [00:55.49] | Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin |
| [00:58.39] | Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston |
| [01:01.74] | Once they caught us off guard, the Mac10was in the grass and |
| [01:05.55] | I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin |
| [01:07.85] | Pick the Mac up, told brothers," Back up," the Mac spit |
| [01:10.69] | Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip |
| [01:13.13] | Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn' t look |
| [01:15.98] | Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck |
| [01:18.79] | Try to cock it, it wouldn' t shoot now I' m in danger |
| [01:21.50] | Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber |
| [01:25.67] | So now I' m jetting to the building lobby |
| [01:27.94] | and it was filled with children probably couldn' t see as high as I be |
| [01:30.90] | So whatchu sayin? It' s like the game ain' t the same |
| [01:33.49] | Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name |
| [01:35.95] | and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners |
| [01:38.43] | In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us |
| [01:41.45] | Fo' fives and gauges, Macs in fact |
| [01:44.19] | Same niggaz' ll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black |
| [01:47.93] | There was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked |
| [01:50.49] | So hold your stash until the coke price drop |
| [01:53.21] | I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock |
| [01:56.02] | And if it' s good she' ll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo |
| [01:58.93] | You gotta slide on a vacation |
| [02:00.86] | Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin |
| [02:04.32] | It drops deep as it does in my breath |
| [02:07.22] | I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death |
| [02:09.96] | Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined |
| [02:12.45] | I think of crime when I' m in a New York state of mind |
| [02:15.87] | New York state of mine |
| [02:18.73] | New York state of mine |
| [02:21.36] | New York state of mine |
| [02:24.27] | New York state of mine |
| [02:26.95] | Be havin dreams that I' ma gangster drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs |
| [02:30.60] | Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped |
| [02:32.80] | Investments in stocks, sewein up the blocks |
| [02:35.06] | to sell rocks, winnin gunfights with mega cops |
| [02:37.36] | But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger |
| [02:41.13] | Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger |
| [02:44.04] | I ain' t the type of brother made for you to start testin |
| [02:47.81] | Give me a Smith and Wessun I' ll have niggaz undressin |
| [02:50.17] | Thinkin of cash flow, buddah and shelter |
| [02:52.58] | Whenever frustrated I' ma hijack Delta |
| [02:55.40] | In the P. J.' s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays |
| [02:58.69] | Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze |
| [03:01.48] | full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed |
| [03:04.24] | From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black |
| [03:07.49] | I' m livin where the nights is jet black |
| [03:09.51] | The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back |
| [03:12.99] | and lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn |
| [03:15.24] | Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes |
| [03:18.19] | I got so many rhymes I don' t think I' m too sane |
| [03:20.94] | Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain |
| [03:23.24] | and be prosperous, though we live dangerous |
| [03:26.39] | cops could just arrest me, blamin us, we' re held like hostages |
| [03:29.48] | It' s only right that I was born to use mics |
| [03:33.05] | and the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dice |
| [03:35.78] | I' m takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow |
| [03:38.13] | My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule |
| [03:40.95] | The smooth criminal on beat breaks |
| [03:43.52] | Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes |
| [03:46.77] | The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps |
| [03:49.27] | That' s where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks |
| [03:52.71] | I' ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers |
| [03:55.42] | In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya |
| [03:58.55] | Inhale deep like the words of my breath |
| [04:00.87] | I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death |
| [04:03.49] | I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times |
| [04:06.32] | Nothing' s equivalent, to the new york state of mind |
| [04:09.37] | New York state of mine |
| [04:12.53] | New York state of mine |
| [04:15.42] | New York state of mine |
| [04:18.13] | New York state of mind |
| [04:21.02] | NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Jones, Martin |
| [00:01.64] | Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it' s time word? |
| [00:06.45] | Word, it' s time nigga? |
| [00:08.79] | Yeah, it' s time man aight nigga, begin |
| [00:11.73] | Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap |
| [00:14.04] | Where fake niggaz don' t make it back |
| [00:18.15] | I don' t know how to start this shit, yo, now |
| [00:22.81] | Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin |
| [00:25.50] | Musician, inflictin composition |
| [00:26.83] | of pain I' m like Scarface sniffin cocaine |
| [00:30.01] | Holdin a M16, see with the pen I' m extreme, now |
| [00:33.11] | Bulletholes left in my peepholes |
| [00:36.39] | I' m suited up in street clothes |
| [00:37.86] | Hand me a nine and I' ll defeat foes |
| [00:40.37] | Y' all know my steelo with or without the airplay |
| [00:42.92] | I keep some E J, sittin bent up in the stairway |
| [00:46.07] | Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs |
| [00:48.36] | Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps |
| [00:50.80] | GPacks get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit |
| [00:53.11] | Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped |
| [00:55.49] | Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin |
| [00:58.39] | Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston |
| [01:01.74] | Once they caught us off guard, the Mac10was in the grass and |
| [01:05.55] | I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin |
| [01:07.85] | Pick the Mac up, told brothers," Back up," the Mac spit |
| [01:10.69] | Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip |
| [01:13.13] | Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn' t look |
| [01:15.98] | Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck |
| [01:18.79] | Try to cock it, it wouldn' t shoot now I' m in danger |
| [01:21.50] | Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber |
| [01:25.67] | So now I' m jetting to the building lobby |
| [01:27.94] | and it was filled with children probably couldn' t see as high as I be |
| [01:30.90] | So whatchu sayin? It' s like the game ain' t the same |
| [01:33.49] | Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name |
| [01:35.95] | and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners |
| [01:38.43] | In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us |
| [01:41.45] | Fo' fives and gauges, Macs in fact |
| [01:44.19] | Same niggaz' ll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black |
| [01:47.93] | There was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked |
| [01:50.49] | So hold your stash until the coke price drop |
| [01:53.21] | I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock |
| [01:56.02] | And if it' s good she' ll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo |
| [01:58.93] | You gotta slide on a vacation |
| [02:00.86] | Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin |
| [02:04.32] | It drops deep as it does in my breath |
| [02:07.22] | I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death |
| [02:09.96] | Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined |
| [02:12.45] | I think of crime when I' m in a New York state of mind |
| [02:15.87] | New York state of mine |
| [02:18.73] | New York state of mine |
| [02:21.36] | New York state of mine |
| [02:24.27] | New York state of mine |
| [02:26.95] | Be havin dreams that I' ma gangster drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs |
| [02:30.60] | Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped |
| [02:32.80] | Investments in stocks, sewein up the blocks |
| [02:35.06] | to sell rocks, winnin gunfights with mega cops |
| [02:37.36] | But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger |
| [02:41.13] | Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger |
| [02:44.04] | I ain' t the type of brother made for you to start testin |
| [02:47.81] | Give me a Smith and Wessun I' ll have niggaz undressin |
| [02:50.17] | Thinkin of cash flow, buddah and shelter |
| [02:52.58] | Whenever frustrated I' ma hijack Delta |
| [02:55.40] | In the P. J.' s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays |
| [02:58.69] | Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze |
| [03:01.48] | full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed |
| [03:04.24] | From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black |
| [03:07.49] | I' m livin where the nights is jet black |
| [03:09.51] | The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back |
| [03:12.99] | and lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn |
| [03:15.24] | Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes |
| [03:18.19] | I got so many rhymes I don' t think I' m too sane |
| [03:20.94] | Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain |
| [03:23.24] | and be prosperous, though we live dangerous |
| [03:26.39] | cops could just arrest me, blamin us, we' re held like hostages |
| [03:29.48] | It' s only right that I was born to use mics |
| [03:33.05] | and the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dice |
| [03:35.78] | I' m takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow |
| [03:38.13] | My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule |
| [03:40.95] | The smooth criminal on beat breaks |
| [03:43.52] | Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes |
| [03:46.77] | The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps |
| [03:49.27] | That' s where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks |
| [03:52.71] | I' ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers |
| [03:55.42] | In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya |
| [03:58.55] | Inhale deep like the words of my breath |
| [04:00.87] | I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death |
| [04:03.49] | I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times |
| [04:06.32] | Nothing' s equivalent, to the new york state of mind |
| [04:09.37] | New York state of mine |
| [04:12.53] | New York state of mine |
| [04:15.42] | New York state of mine |
| [04:18.13] | New York state of mind |
| [04:21.02] | NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty NasNasty |
| [00:01.64] | 是的，是的，黑人兄弟，是时候了（什么？） |
| [00:06.45] | （就是现在吗，伙计？） |
| [00:08.79] | 是的，就是现在兄弟（让我们开始吧，兄弟） |
| [00:11.73] | 嘿，这是地下说唱发出的声音 |
| [00:14.04] | 那些冒牌货哪儿凉快哪呆着去 |
| [00:18.15] | 我不知道要怎么开始才好，但是现在 |
| [00:22.81] | 一个放克筋斗，我已干翻一票说唱歌手 |
| [00:25.50] | 我就是音乐家，谱写这乐章 |
| [00:26.83] | 为了克服痛苦，我就像疤面煞星那样吸着*** |
| [00:30.01] | 不过他是拿着M16机枪扫射，而我现在用笔就能将杀伤力发挥到极致 |
| [00:33.11] | 我从弹孔中窥视着一切 |
| [00:36.39] | 球衣加身，我开始巡游 |
| [00:37.86] | 给我把9mm**，我就能干掉敌人 |
| [00:40.37] | 无论是否收听电台，你们都会知道我的风格， |
| [00:42.92] | 醉卧街边，喝着E&J的白兰地 |
| [00:46.07] | 要不就是看见我在街角玩骰子赌钱 |
| [00:48.36] | 烂针头当破音器，真是脑子秀逗 |
| [00:50.80] | 我们花钱如流水，我们总是满嘴跑火车 |
| [00:53.11] | 我回忆起上次“任务”被泄密的场景 |
| [00:55.49] | 伙计们冒着枪火在街区里奔逃 |
| [00:58.39] | 是该有所行动的时候了，他们可能会穷追不舍到休斯顿那么远的地方 |
| [01:01.74] | 曾经因为放松警惕让他们找到了我，而一只对讲机被遗落在草地上 |
| [01:05.55] | 我像一头有刺客般思想的猎豹一样飞奔过去 |
| [01:07.85] | 捡起那只对讲机，冲着它喊话，让兄弟们过来支援 |
| [01:10.69] | 我对他们进行了一轮扫射，我击中了其中一人，他仰面倒下 |
| [01:13.13] | 我听到了一些女人在尖叫，我的胳膊在颤抖，视线模糊 |
| [01:15.98] | 我重新装弹，听着**上膛的声音，突然我的枪膛卡住了 |
| [01:18.79] | 试着扣动****，但它无法射出**，我正身临险境 |
| [01:21.50] | 最后我回过头，眼睁睁地看着3颗**击中了我的太阳穴 |
| [01:25.67] | 所以现在我能飞上天堂的大厅俯视一切了 |
| [01:27.94] | 下面的那些孩子可能看不到我到底身处多高的地方 |
| [01:30.90] | （那么你要说什么？）只是俯视这场游戏的感觉有所不同 |
| [01:33.49] | 我看到更年轻的人们用枪来给自己积累声望 |
| [01:35.95] | 也看到了没有枪的帮派成员横尸街头 |
| [01:38.43] | 在光天化日下****孩子，他们习以为常 |
| [01:41.45] | 实际上他们更常用45式**和****火拼 |
| [01:44.19] | 到了晚上他们就像打背靠背比赛一样，马不停蹄地四处贩毒 |
| [01:47.93] | 但是街区也有给条子告密的眼线，他们会让这些毒贩子吃不了兜着走 |
| [01:50.49] | 所以买家付账之前，别把你的货给亮出来 |
| [01:53.21] | 我知道有个“粉儿姐”，她说她只会抽些狠货 |
| [01:56.02] | 如果对她胃口，她也会把自己给你们这些顾客抽上一口 |
| [01:58.93] | 但是你们可别上瘾，在该去度假的时候还赖着不走 |
| [02:00.86] | 潜藏在街头深处的信息无处不在，麻痹大意的家伙难逃一死，不堪诱惑的女人吸上了毒 |
| [02:04.32] | 而我能在呼吸****它们领悟地更加深刻 |
| [02:07.22] | 我不会睡着，因为睡眠是死亡的温床 |
| [02:09.96] | 我们的生活都已经被定义，在超越我们智慧之墙的上方 |
| [02:12.45] | 当我身处心中的纽约，思考的是这里的罪恶 |
| [02:15.87] | 我的纽约 |
| [02:18.73] | 我的纽约 |
| [02:21.36] | 我的纽约 |
| [02:24.27] | 我的纽约 |
| [02:26.95] | 我一直都有当个帮匪的梦想，握着Tec-9**，喝着酩悦香槟 |
| [02:30.60] | 我能从白手起家，到财源广进 |
| [02:32.80] | 驰骋股市，奔走市区 |
| [02:35.06] | 去贩毒，还得赢下跟许多条子的枪战火拼 |
| [02:37.36] | 我只是一个在街头游荡，随时准备扣下****的家伙 |
| [02:41.13] | 赚足够多的钞票直到让我的口袋渐渐鼓起来 |
| [02:44.04] | 我可不是那种会让你们对我的能力有所怀疑的伙计 |
| [02:47.81] | 只要给我把史密斯威森的左轮**，我就能把那些家伙干掉 |
| [02:50.17] | 说到现金流，****和我们的避难所 |
| [02:52.58] | 无论遭遇何种挫折，我依然保持强硬 |
| [02:55.40] | 住在皇后桥住宅区里，听着我的混音辑和窗外偶尔传来的** |
| [02:58.69] | 年轻的女人抽着那玩意在每个街区里游荡，好像身处迷宫之中 |
| [03:01.48] | 街道里全是黑色的老鼠乱窜，而且监狱里也被塞得满满的 |
| [03:04.24] | 这是从我那些从那里回来的黑人兄弟们口中得知的 |
| [03:07.49] | 我生活的地方黑夜是伸手不见五指 |
| [03:09.51] | 看着朋友为了抢**而反目成仇，我冷眼旁观，只是希望我能够休息一下 |
| [03:12.99] | 可以把阿尔卡彭当做指路明灯，在刀尖上舔血也在所不惜 |
| [03:15.24] | 或者选择过合法的奢靡生活，带着镶满钻石的戒指，住着豪宅 |
| [03:18.19] | 我可以用太多的韵脚来描述这些，只是我觉得自己不是很清醒 |
| [03:20.94] | 因为在这儿的生活如同地狱，而我却必须继续下去 |
| [03:23.24] | 尽管我们生活在危险之中，也照样能兴旺发达 |
| [03:26.39] | 条子只是像挟持人质一样将我们逮捕，盘问我们 |
| [03:29.48] | 我唯一能确定的是我用麦克风说唱的本事与生俱来 |
| [03:33.05] | 我写的唱段甚至比大堤还坚不可摧 |
| [03:35.78] | 我慢慢地说唱着，把其他的说唱歌手带上了一个新的高度 |
| [03:38.13] | 我的韵脚就是没有被装在胶囊里的维他命 |
| [03:40.95] | 我就是节奏中的犯罪高手 |
| [03:43.52] | 别把我的歌放入你们的收音机，它们会把我的磁带吃掉 |
| [03:46.77] | 在这不眠的城市，全是声名狼藉的恶人 |
| [03:49.27] | 那也是我知道靠贩毒赚钱，也必须和**打交道的地方 |
| [03:52.71] | 我为运动鞋，****和带着寻呼机的小妞而着迷 |
| [03:55.42] | 在街头我能抽着叶子跟你们打招呼 |
| [03:58.55] | 深深地吸一口，就像去把我的言语给消化 |
| [04:00.87] | 我不会睡着，因为睡眠是死亡的温床 |
| [04:03.49] | 每当我追溯往昔，我就能放下现实的谜团 |
| [04:06.32] | 我心中的纽约，没有任何东西可以取代 |
| [04:09.37] | 纽约之魂 |
| [04:12.53] | 纽约之魂 |
| [04:15.42] | 纽约之魂 |
| [04:18.13] | 纽约之魂 |
| [04:21.02] | Nasty Nas*8 |
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