M.A.A.D. City歌词
作词 : Lamar, Kendrick / Morgan, Axel Albert / Riera, Ricci
作曲 : Lamar, Kendrick / Morgan, Axel Albert / Riera, Ricci
"m.A.A.d city"(Ft: MC Eiht)
"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!"
"Man down, where you from, *******?"
"******* who you know, where you from, my *******?"
"Where your grandma stay, huh, my *******?"
"This m.A.A.d city I run, my *******"
Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane
This is not a rap on how I'm slinging crack or move *******
This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain
Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing on your brain
It was me, L Boogs and Yan Yan, YG Lucky ride down Rosecrans
It got ugly, waving your hand out the window, check yourself, uh
Warriors and Conans, hope euphoria can slow dance
With society, the driver seat the first one to get killed
Seen a light-skinned ******* with his brains blown out
At the same burger stand where *beep* hang out
Now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did it
But ever since that day, I was looking at him different
That was back when I was nine, Joey packed the nine
Pakistan on every porch is fine, we adapt to crime
Pack a van with four guns at a time, with the sliding door, ******* is up?
******* you shooting for if you ain't walking up, you ******* punk?
Picking up the ******* pump, picking off you suckers
Suck a ******* or die or sucker punch, a wall of bullets coming from
AK's, AR's, "Aye y'all, duck"
That's what momma said when we was eating the free lunch
Aw man, goddamn, all hell broke loose
You killed my cousin back in '94, ******* your truce
Now crawl your head in that noose, you wind up dead on the news
Ain't no peace treaty, just pieces BG's up to pre-approve
Bodies on top of bodies, IV's on top of IV's
Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the Isleys
When you hop on that trolley, make sure your colors correct
Make sure you're corporate, or they'll be calling your mother collect
They say the governor collect, all of our taxes except
When we in traffic and tragic happens, that *******t ain't no threat
You moving backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a TEC
Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I guess, m.A.A.d city
"Man down, where you from, *******?"
"******* who you know, where you from, my *******?"
"Where your grandma stay, huh, my *******?"
"This m.A.A.d city I run, my *******"
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in the street I hear
"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!"
by og
作曲 : Lamar, Kendrick / Morgan, Axel Albert / Riera, Ricci
"m.A.A.d city"(Ft: MC Eiht)
"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!"
"Man down, where you from, *******?"
"******* who you know, where you from, my *******?"
"Where your grandma stay, huh, my *******?"
"This m.A.A.d city I run, my *******"
Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane
This is not a rap on how I'm slinging crack or move *******
This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain
Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing on your brain
It was me, L Boogs and Yan Yan, YG Lucky ride down Rosecrans
It got ugly, waving your hand out the window, check yourself, uh
Warriors and Conans, hope euphoria can slow dance
With society, the driver seat the first one to get killed
Seen a light-skinned ******* with his brains blown out
At the same burger stand where *beep* hang out
Now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did it
But ever since that day, I was looking at him different
That was back when I was nine, Joey packed the nine
Pakistan on every porch is fine, we adapt to crime
Pack a van with four guns at a time, with the sliding door, ******* is up?
******* you shooting for if you ain't walking up, you ******* punk?
Picking up the ******* pump, picking off you suckers
Suck a ******* or die or sucker punch, a wall of bullets coming from
AK's, AR's, "Aye y'all, duck"
That's what momma said when we was eating the free lunch
Aw man, goddamn, all hell broke loose
You killed my cousin back in '94, ******* your truce
Now crawl your head in that noose, you wind up dead on the news
Ain't no peace treaty, just pieces BG's up to pre-approve
Bodies on top of bodies, IV's on top of IV's
Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the Isleys
When you hop on that trolley, make sure your colors correct
Make sure you're corporate, or they'll be calling your mother collect
They say the governor collect, all of our taxes except
When we in traffic and tragic happens, that *******t ain't no threat
You moving backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a TEC
Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I guess, m.A.A.d city
"Man down, where you from, *******?"
"******* who you know, where you from, my *******?"
"Where your grandma stay, huh, my *******?"
"This m.A.A.d city I run, my *******"
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in the street I hear
"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!"
by og
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