RZA - Drama
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(feat. Monk, Thea van Seijen)[Intro: RZA]
I wanna dedicate this song to the young god, Kareem
The Genius... Digi...
Sing it em to real quick, yo
[Chorus: Thea]
Like to keep my head up to the sky
And ask myself, why, it has to be this way
I d like to live my life in peace
And have, not to worry about
All the drama, I can t take
Cuz we strive for luxury
And try to feed our families
It always seems that someone seen our way
I d like to live my life in peace
And have, not to worry about
All the drama, I can t take
[RZA (Monk)]
I met a young brother, about 28
Who seemed intelligent and rather quite straight
I greeted him, and struck a conversation
To see if the youngster had some self motivation
Peace brother, whats your name? How you be?
(I m Rugged Monk and I m all about the currency)
You mean gettin paid?
[Monk (RZA)]
Yeah like my man s brother
Who has a condo, he shares with his baby mother
You know a condo beats my apartment
With no lights, no gas and backed up rent
No hot water or heat, infested with plenty rats
That ll eat up the average alley cat
(I m like damn, homey, thats poverty, he s like)
Word O.G. that bothers me
Plus I m about to be a new father, G
(We need to wise up and change the hood policy)
[Chorus]
[RZA (Monk) {both}]
Yo, why you fear the devil, as a grown man?
Why you not out there trying to make your own plan?
See we are a victim, of a situation
Where a wicked man, separated the nation
And got us killin off one another
Black on black, they pit brother on brother
It s gettin hot, hotter than July
See the murder and crime rate is risin to the sky
(For example, in my neighborhood it s so hot
I m often woke up, from the alarming sounding of a shot, so I m thinking what)
Is your neighborhood a trap?
{Could this be the place marked X on the map?}
(And I m spotted like a target in a shooting gallery
So I strive to seek for a better salary
So I can escape from where? From this ghetto life area
{Cuz everyday it gets scarier}
[Chorus]
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Big noise from Winnetka
This is the story of a young girl who was the Einstein of the dance.
They called her Big Noise from Winnetka, against her no one stood a chance.
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, stole each fellow s heart and then,
Big Noise blew in from...
They called her Big Noise from Winnetka, against her no one stood a chance.
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, stole each fellow s heart and then,
Big Noise blew in from...
Dla Ciebie wyjdę z siebie
Dla ciebie zrobię wszystko
Przyjmę nawet twe nazwisko
Choć nie ukrywam, że swoje bardzo lubię
Przecież nic nie mówię, nie
Za tobą pójdę wszędzie
Choć nie wiem, co z tego będzie
Jeśli teraz nie spróbuję
Nie dowiem się, co czujesz
Dla ciebie wyjdę z siebie, stanę obok
Moje serce...
Przyjmę nawet twe nazwisko
Choć nie ukrywam, że swoje bardzo lubię
Przecież nic nie mówię, nie
Za tobą pójdę wszędzie
Choć nie wiem, co z tego będzie
Jeśli teraz nie spróbuję
Nie dowiem się, co czujesz
Dla ciebie wyjdę z siebie, stanę obok
Moje serce...
Ten los, zły los
SZEDŁ ZE MNĄ PRZEZ WSZYSTKIE DNI
ZŁY LOS
I KOCHAŁ MNIE TAK,JAK NIKT
ZŁY NIKT !
WIEŚCI ZŁE WCIĄŻ NIÓSŁ,
I WODZIŁ MNIE ZA NOS.
NA DROGI ZŁE MNIE WIÓDŁ,
TEN LOS,ZŁY LOS,ZŁY LOS.
SMAGAŁ WCIĄŻ DESZCZEM W TWARZ
ZŁY LOS
NOC CIEMNĄ ROBIŁ Z DNIA
ZŁY LOS.
I CHYBA...
ZŁY LOS
I KOCHAŁ MNIE TAK,JAK NIKT
ZŁY NIKT !
WIEŚCI ZŁE WCIĄŻ NIÓSŁ,
I WODZIŁ MNIE ZA NOS.
NA DROGI ZŁE MNIE WIÓDŁ,
TEN LOS,ZŁY LOS,ZŁY LOS.
SMAGAŁ WCIĄŻ DESZCZEM W TWARZ
ZŁY LOS
NOC CIEMNĄ ROBIŁ Z DNIA
ZŁY LOS.
I CHYBA...
How could i
There you were like
A ghost from my early days
Staring straight ahead at me.
How could I ever guess
From that moment on
Just how everything would change.
How could I know?
I recall something strange
Coming over me
Somewhat at a loss for words.
I’d been around and had
My share of what
I thought my soul...
A ghost from my early days
Staring straight ahead at me.
How could I ever guess
From that moment on
Just how everything would change.
How could I know?
I recall something strange
Coming over me
Somewhat at a loss for words.
I’d been around and had
My share of what
I thought my soul...
They do
Love yourself if you want
Cry a bit
Laugh a lot
Throw a stone
Take a plane
Start again
Give yourself a chance not a nosebleed
Have a course
Meet your friends
Visit space... visit space
Say hello to someone
For the road you need one
Choose a song
So...
Cry a bit
Laugh a lot
Throw a stone
Take a plane
Start again
Give yourself a chance not a nosebleed
Have a course
Meet your friends
Visit space... visit space
Say hello to someone
For the road you need one
Choose a song
So...