作词 : Christopher Martin/Nasir Jones 作曲 : Christopher Martin/Nasir Jones Represent, represent Represent, represent Represent, represent Represent, represent [Verse 1] Straight up s**t is real and any day could be your last in the jungle Get murdered on a humble, guns'll blast, ****** tumble The corners is the hot spot, full of mad criminals Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all stare At the out-of-towners, they better break North Before we get the four pounders and take their face off The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers The D's on the roof tryna watch us and knock us And killer coppers, even come through in helicopters I drink a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock For the fronters, wannabe ill ****** and spot runners Thinking it can't happen 'til I trap 'em and clap 'em And leave 'em done, won't even run about Gods I don't believe in none of that s**t, your facts are backwards Nas is a rebel of the street corner Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure Represent, represent(X4) [Verse 2] Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella Moet drinking, m****a smoking street dweller Who's always on the corner, rolling up blessed When I dress, it's never nothing less than Guess Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned back Love committing sins and my friends sell crack This ***** raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue The school drop-out, never liked the s**t from day one Cause life ain't s**t but stress, fake ******, and crab stunts So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad blunts The brutalizer, Brutus-izer, accelerator The type of ***** who be pissing in your elevator Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game Used to sport Bally's and Cazals with black frames Now I'm into fat chains, *** and Tecs Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and Beck's Represent, represent(X3) [Verse 3] No doubt, see my stacks are fat, this is what it's about Before the BDP conflict with MC Shan Around the time when Shante dissed the Real Roxxane I used to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block Every day's a different plan that had us running from cops If it wasn't hanging out in front of c*****e spots We was at the candy factory, breaking the locks Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just like the next man **** a yard God, let me see a hundred grand Could use a gun son, but **** being the wanted man But if I hit rock bottom then I'mma be the Son of Sam Then call the crew to get live too with Swoop, Bokeem My brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the profit My s**t is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it It's your brain on drugs, to all fly b*****s and thugs 'Nuff respect to the projects, I'm ghost, one love Represent, represent(X4) [Outro] One time for your ***********' mind This goes out to everybody in New York That's living the real ******* life and every projects, all over To my man, Big Will he's still here The 40 side of Vernon, my man Big L.E.S Big Cee-Lo from the Don, Shawn Penn, the 40 busters My crew the shorty busters, the 41st side of Vernon posse The Goodfellas, my man Cormega, Lakey the Kid Can't forget Draws, the Hillbillies My man Slate, Wallethead, Black Jay, Big Oogi Crazy barrio spot, (Big Dove), we rock s**t, Ph.D And my man Primo, from Gang Starr '94 real s**t y'all, (word up Harry O), **** y'all crab-ass ****** though ***** ass ****** (***** ass ******, young ***** ass *************) Come to Queensbridge ************! (yeah, yeah) Let's bring it back, that's just a warm up cause I can- On anybody anybody
[00:00.000] 作词 : Christopher Martin/Nasir Jones [00:01.000] 作曲 : Christopher Martin/Nasir Jones [00:10.040]Represent, represent [00:12.260]Represent, represent [00:14.780]Represent, represent [00:17.310]Represent, represent [00:19.870][Verse 1] [00:20.230]Straight up s**t is real and any day could be your last in the jungle [00:23.100]Get murdered on a humble, guns'll blast, ****** tumble [00:25.630]The corners is the hot spot, full of mad criminals [00:28.460]Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all stare [00:30.840]At the out-of-towners, they better break North [00:33.010]Before we get the four pounders and take their face off [00:35.430]The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers [00:38.610]The D's on the roof tryna watch us and knock us [00:41.280]And killer coppers, even come through in helicopters [00:43.960]I drink a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock [00:46.700]For the fronters, wannabe ill ****** and spot runners [00:48.880]Thinking it can't happen 'til I trap 'em and clap 'em [00:51.520]And leave 'em done, won't even run about Gods [00:54.120]I don't believe in none of that s**t, your facts are backwards [00:56.750]Nas is a rebel of the street corner [00:58.930]Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure [01:02.100]Represent, represent(X4) [01:11.620][Verse 2] [01:12.020]Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella [01:15.260]Moet drinking, m****a smoking street dweller [01:17.870]Who's always on the corner, rolling up blessed [01:20.330]When I dress, it's never nothing less than Guess [01:22.760]Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned back [01:25.370]Love committing sins and my friends sell crack [01:27.750]This ***** raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue [01:30.240]The school drop-out, never liked the s**t from day one [01:32.810]Cause life ain't s**t but stress, fake ******, and crab stunts [01:35.730]So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad blunts [01:38.350]The brutalizer, Brutus-izer, accelerator [01:41.220]The type of ***** who be pissing in your elevator [01:43.720]Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game [01:46.140]Used to sport Bally's and Cazals with black frames [01:48.460]Now I'm into fat chains, *** and Tecs [01:50.930]Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and Beck's [01:54.310]Represent, represent(X3) [01:59.230][Verse 3] [02:01.200]No doubt, see my stacks are fat, this is what it's about [02:03.990]Before the BDP conflict with MC Shan [02:06.480]Around the time when Shante dissed the Real Roxxane [02:09.310]I used to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block [02:11.730]Every day's a different plan that had us running from cops [02:14.300]If it wasn't hanging out in front of c*****e spots [02:16.920]We was at the candy factory, breaking the locks [02:19.440]Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just like the next man [02:22.420]**** a yard God, let me see a hundred grand [02:25.100]Could use a gun son, but **** being the wanted man [02:27.610]But if I hit rock bottom then I'mma be the Son of Sam [02:30.080]Then call the crew to get live too with Swoop, Bokeem [02:33.070]My brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow [02:35.500]Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the profit [02:37.830]My s**t is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it [02:40.290]It's your brain on drugs, to all fly b*****s and thugs [02:42.870]'Nuff respect to the projects, I'm ghost, one love [02:45.450]Represent, represent(X4) [02:55.590][Outro] [02:56.350]One time for your ***********' mind [02:58.690]This goes out to everybody in New York [03:00.990]That's living the real ******* life and every projects, all over [03:05.690]To my man, Big Will he's still here [03:08.560]The 40 side of Vernon, my man Big L.E.S [03:12.290]Big Cee-Lo from the Don, Shawn Penn, the 40 busters [03:16.490]My crew the shorty busters, the 41st side of Vernon posse [03:20.570]The Goodfellas, my man Cormega, Lakey the Kid [03:24.260]Can't forget Draws, the Hillbillies [03:27.280]My man Slate, Wallethead, Black Jay, Big Oogi [03:31.270]Crazy barrio spot, (Big Dove), we rock s**t, Ph.D [03:37.940]And my man Primo, from Gang Starr [03:41.130]'94 real s**t y'all, (word up Harry O), **** y'all crab-ass ****** though [03:47.570]***** ass ****** (***** ass ******, young ***** ass *************) [03:52.210]Come to Queensbridge ************! (yeah, yeah) [03:55.180]Let's bring it back, that's just a warm up cause I can- [04:09.420]On anybody anybody
