[00:00.00] 作词 : Jaime Meline/Michael Render[00:01.00] 作曲 : Jaime Meline/Michael Render[00:36.63]That was me in BK on Atlantic[00:38.85]Never looked both ways, ran in traffic[00:41.16]Pops went away but I stayed, vagrant[00:43.14]Placed where the steel and cement became nature[00:45.57]Love what you did with the place, it looks gorgeous[00:47.85]Cityscape where the blood of good men courses[00:50.31]And the dreamers are bull trapped in porcelain[00:52.50]Take a knee to the gods and get horse shit[00:54.78]Wanna live for the thrill? They'll arrange it[00:56.79]Got a bevy of imps to spit hatred[00:59.10]Shit'll get in your head and cause panic[01:01.47]Have you desperately begging to get famous[01:03.75]Get your dignity dirty and left orphaned[01:05.94]Sanity on the fringe of distorted[01:08.37]Who are they to just take shit and hoard it?[01:10.56]Who am I that I don't get my portion?[01:13.23]The most impressionable minds[01:14.67]Get molested and informed by manipulating forces[01:17.40]Don't fret, little man, don't cry[01:19.17]They can never take the energy inside you were born with[01:21.87]Knowing that, understand you could never be poor[01:24.18]You already won the war, you were born rich[01:26.49]You can only take the energy you had[01:28.17]Going back to the realm or the home where your lord is[01:31.02]Whoever, whatever that lord is[01:32.94]Couldn't give a **** if you ever made fortunes[01:35.49]**** anyone ever tryin' to run that bum shit[01:38.04]Send 'em to the flames where the orcs live[01:39.87]Them and the lost minds thinking they're smarter than us[01:42.33]Don't understand love's importance[01:44.52]And we can weaponize that, bring 'em back to the truth[01:46.89]Where the ashes and dust got formed in[02:06.60]The beat breaks and your teeth break[02:08.31]Keep your canines embedded in my knuckles as a keepsake[02:11.10]It would seem your veneers just mere souvenirs[02:13.47]Falling out your mouth and on to the landscape[02:15.66]Me and El-P do the secret handshake[02:17.94]Then I pummel punch a pumpkin head punk in his pimple face[02:20.52]'Til he's punch drunk 'cause he's sweet as a pound cake[02:23.01](Ain't he pussy, Mike?) Yeah, El, I'll say[02:25.23]Into the wild, wild style ghetto child running wild[02:28.05]Where the lions and the owls stay[02:29.52]The powers that be even offered up reprieves[02:31.59]Told us they ain't take us out if we bow to our knees[02:33.93]But they can give that to the kings and the queens[02:36.18]And the worshipers of idols and followers of things[02:38.49]'Cause I would rather be in the jungle with the savages[02:40.83]It's kill or be killed, and I'm working with the averages[02:44.04]My professor emeritus[02:45.51]Say we been cursed being brought to the AmeriKKKas[02:48.48]How you raise a whole human single parent[02:50.37]No marriages, no sense of heritage?[02:52.26]Planned Parenthood helping plan miscarriages[02:54.45]But I'm lucky mommy already had a narrative[02:56.82]Product of a teenage love, my arrogance[02:58.92]Derives from the pride in the job my parents did[03:01.44]Named Mike, I was told it was godlike[03:03.54]Even danced with the devil, came out alright[03:06.09]Okay, honor y'all? No way[03:08.13]Still spell AmeriKKKa with the triple K[03:10.50]Word up to Spice 1 and O'Shea[03:12.78]And any MC peeping what I go through[03:15.09]Real rap, my last line's so true[03:17.37]Rest in peace to Pimp C and Camu, too[03:19.68]We do it for you