作曲 : Michael Render/Jaime Meline/Jordan Asher [Verse 1: Killer Mike] It be feelin' like the life that I’m livin' man, I don't control Like every day I’m in a fight for my soul Could it be that my medicine’s the evidence For pigs to stop and frisk me when they rollin' round on patrol? And ask “why you’re here?” I just tell 'em cause it is what it is I live here and that’s what it is He chimed “you got a dime? I said “Man, I’m tryin' to smoke and chill Please don’t lock me up in front of my kids And in front of my wife Man, I ain’t got a gun or a knife You do this and you ruin my life And I apologize if it seems like I got out of line, sir Cause I respect the badge and the gun And I pray today ain't the day that you drag me away Right in front of my beautiful son” And he still put my hands in cuffs, put me in the truck When my woman screamed, said “shut up” Witness with the camera phone on Saw the copper pull a gun and Put it on my gorgeous queen As I peered out the window I could see my other kinfolk and Hear my little boy as he screamed As he ran toward the copper begged him not to hurt his momma Cause he had her face down on the ground And I’d be much too weak to ever speak what I seen But my life changed with that sound
[Hook: Boots] Get out, get out, get out, get out Feeling this, feeling this too early Get out, get out, get out, get out Feeling this way, feeling this way Feeling this, feeling this too early Feeling this, feeling this early Early (x4)
[Verse 2: El-P] It be feelin' like the life that I’m living man, I don’t control Cause every day I’m in a fight for my soul All hands below, high seas in a rickety boat Smoke o’s, so the kid might cope You want cash or hope, no clash, matter fact get both Go without get turnt to ghosts You know that's the law, deal done by the shake of claws It ain't a game if the ****t don’t pause And I find you odd, so convinced in the truth of y’all That the true truth’s truly gone And yes there's a they, any time a man say there's not Then you know that he lost the plot, what can I say? Truth’s truth when denied or not, like its true crews ride the **** Fair enough, the way that the beat bump do sound tough I made it in the dark like Civil War surgery Woke up in the same air you huff, early By twelve o’clock the whole Earth felt dirty Street Lamps stare when you walk watch the birdie They’ll watch you walk to the store they’re recording But didn’t record cop when he shot, no warning Heard it go pop, might have been two blocks Heard a kid plus pops watched, cop make girl bleed Go to home, go to sleep, up again, early
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作曲 : Michael Render/Jaime Meline/Jordan Asher [Verse 1: Killer Mike] It be feelin' like the life that I’m livin' man, I don't control Like every day I’m in a fight for my soul Could it be that my medicine’s the evidence For pigs to stop and frisk me when they rollin' round on patrol? And ask “why you’re here?” I just tell 'em cause it is what it is I live here and that’s what it is He chimed “you got a dime? I said “Man, I’m tryin' to smoke and chill Please don’t lock me up in front of my kids And in front of my wife Man, I ain’t got a gun or a knife You do this and you ruin my life And I apologize if it seems like I got out of line, sir Cause I respect the badge and the gun And I pray today ain't the day that you drag me away Right in front of my beautiful son” And he still put my hands in cuffs, put me in the truck When my woman screamed, said “shut up” Witness with the camera phone on Saw the copper pull a gun and Put it on my gorgeous queen As I peered out the window I could see my other kinfolk and Hear my little boy as he screamed As he ran toward the copper begged him not to hurt his momma Cause he had her face down on the ground And I’d be much too weak to ever speak what I seen But my life changed with that sound
[Hook: Boots] Get out, get out, get out, get out Feeling this, feeling this too early Get out, get out, get out, get out Feeling this way, feeling this way Feeling this, feeling this too early Feeling this, feeling this early Early (x4)
[Verse 2: El-P] It be feelin' like the life that I’m living man, I don’t control Cause every day I’m in a fight for my soul All hands below, high seas in a rickety boat Smoke o’s, so the kid might cope You want cash or hope, no clash, matter fact get both Go without get turnt to ghosts You know that's the law, deal done by the shake of claws It ain't a game if the ****t don’t pause And I find you odd, so convinced in the truth of y’all That the true truth’s truly gone And yes there's a they, any time a man say there's not Then you know that he lost the plot, what can I say? Truth’s truth when denied or not, like its true crews ride the **** Fair enough, the way that the beat bump do sound tough I made it in the dark like Civil War surgery Woke up in the same air you huff, early By twelve o’clock the whole Earth felt dirty Street Lamps stare when you walk watch the birdie They’ll watch you walk to the store they’re recording But didn’t record cop when he shot, no warning Heard it go pop, might have been two blocks Heard a kid plus pops watched, cop make girl bleed Go to home, go to sleep, up again, early
