作词 : Thomas Bangalter/Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo 作曲 : Thomas Bangalter/Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo Yeah, speak to the hand, I'm all your (?) Tired of livin' this life everyday it's a gamble Puttin' pieces together that don't even assemble Feelin' like somebody I don't like but I resemble I'm so sick up in here and it's time to make moves I try to procrastinate in everything I do My life is a sham I'm tryin' to just get through I'm movin' through the trenches, With my mike and my crew What I'm supposed to do I got to keep goin' Sure this happened for me, I'm not even knowin' The storm has passed, And yet the flowers still growin' Still makin' moves, right now **** is on I see a glimps of light that shines in my face I wanna send my heart, takes me to another place See right now, what I want I can achieve All I have to do is stick to myself and believe Where you at, uh-huh (To all my street niggers makin' money, make it happen ya'll) Where you at uh-huh (To all my lady's doin' your thing, do it you're the best girl) Where you at, uh-huh (To all my Daft Punk people, makin' the happy, keep it movin', let's do it ya'll) Where you at, uh-huh (Uh, everybody, everybody ya'll) Where you Don't make no sense (sense), the way we all are Niggers can't get a chick (chick) without a car Anybody aks me (me) I been the star (star) Always knew that one day (day) I would go far Some of these rap niggers they need a rain check (check) I don't understand how they got a mike, check check Get your head right, true, you look a wreck And in the mean time we gone get the pay check You know, no we ain't the ones that judge But uh, there's people out here Who are really puttin' it down, and that's real You know, slum village, can't even do our thing Make it happen yo (tss) like this Where you at uh-huh (To my niggers down for the struggle, keep it up baby) Where you at uh-huh (My nine to five niggers, street hustlers, roll-the-dice niggers) Where you at uh-huh (To all my chicks tryin' to get the paper, keep doin' that) Where you at uh-huh (See everybody makin' moves, don't stop keep it all) Lies, you fled Babylon of life and death on the tide of dawn From the drunk to stack at home To your destructive atom bombs, and they detonate You wonder why I write so graphic When here bullets shatter light poles into white snow fragments It's catastrophic that you picked up on it like an antenna object You either find your hustle with demand your profit Instead in the land of plottin' and schemin' 'Cause today's microscopic, Do bi-focal fiber-optics My friend's down with suit and ties inside of boxes Flip me out when you hit the ground like a fightin' ostritch But life is just a pair of dice droppin' In mid stumble A precious jewel you seclude when you in the struggle Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you
作词 : Thomas Bangalter/Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo 作曲 : Thomas Bangalter/Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo Yeah, speak to the hand, I'm all your (?) Tired of livin' this life everyday it's a gamble Puttin' pieces together that don't even assemble Feelin' like somebody I don't like but I resemble I'm so sick up in here and it's time to make moves I try to procrastinate in everything I do My life is a sham I'm tryin' to just get through I'm movin' through the trenches, With my mike and my crew What I'm supposed to do I got to keep goin' Sure this happened for me, I'm not even knowin' The storm has passed, And yet the flowers still growin' Still makin' moves, right now **** is on I see a glimps of light that shines in my face I wanna send my heart, takes me to another place See right now, what I want I can achieve All I have to do is stick to myself and believe Where you at, uh-huh (To all my street niggers makin' money, make it happen ya'll) Where you at uh-huh (To all my lady's doin' your thing, do it you're the best girl) Where you at, uh-huh (To all my Daft Punk people, makin' the happy, keep it movin', let's do it ya'll) Where you at, uh-huh (Uh, everybody, everybody ya'll) Where you Don't make no sense (sense), the way we all are Niggers can't get a chick (chick) without a car Anybody aks me (me) I been the star (star) Always knew that one day (day) I would go far Some of these rap niggers they need a rain check (check) I don't understand how they got a mike, check check Get your head right, true, you look a wreck And in the mean time we gone get the pay check You know, no we ain't the ones that judge But uh, there's people out here Who are really puttin' it down, and that's real You know, slum village, can't even do our thing Make it happen yo (tss) like this Where you at uh-huh (To my niggers down for the struggle, keep it up baby) Where you at uh-huh (My nine to five niggers, street hustlers, roll-the-dice niggers) Where you at uh-huh (To all my chicks tryin' to get the paper, keep doin' that) Where you at uh-huh (See everybody makin' moves, don't stop keep it all) Lies, you fled Babylon of life and death on the tide of dawn From the drunk to stack at home To your destructive atom bombs, and they detonate You wonder why I write so graphic When here bullets shatter light poles into white snow fragments It's catastrophic that you picked up on it like an antenna object You either find your hustle with demand your profit Instead in the land of plottin' and schemin' 'Cause today's microscopic, Do bi-focal fiber-optics My friend's down with suit and ties inside of boxes Flip me out when you hit the ground like a fightin' ostritch But life is just a pair of dice droppin' In mid stumble A precious jewel you seclude when you in the struggle Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you
