Ricky - Hit-Boy/The Alchemist.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Chauncey Hollis Jr/A. Maman
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Chauncey Hollis Jr/A. Maman
[00:09.141]Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
[00:12.064]Shit sound like a magician playin', yo
[00:19.580]Two-parent household, yeah, for us that's a fantasy
[00:22.604]Watchin' Boyz N The Hood, I relate to the agony
[00:25.446]Like stealin' from the store, coming from broken families
[00:28.555]When Ricky get popped at the end, that scene still be sad to me
[00:31.566]I was on La Venisia with Diamond and Anthony
[00:34.325]Up in Altadena watching gangsta Crips and dope boys
[00:37.053]Hoppin' up outta beamers, they shot at Westside
[00:39.810]That's when he had to drop a heater, fresh outta church on Easter
[00:42.999]I'm in my Sunday best, praying I could one day rest
[00:45.902]This shit be tiring, we weren't even sharin' beds
[00:49.163]We had Palace on the floor, I swear them was the days
[00:51.959]Back in the A, I met a nigga named Earl Hayes
[00:55.010]These hoes will make you crash out, **** what the world say
[00:58.054]A random Thursday, it could turn to your worst day
[01:00.996]Found out a nigga ****ed my bitch, I swear that shit was hell
[01:04.015]Damn near took me four months to get back to myself
[01:06.981]I'm just tryna do my shit and pay my bills with this music
[01:09.979]Go to Bentley from Buick, studied it, still was confusing
[01:13.119]These rappers cannot get the files 'tll I see a wire
[01:15.949]These niggas busters and they burnt out like the Eaton fires
[01:19.051]Movin' too casual, you could end up a casualty, dawg
[01:22.351]The pain, grief and perseverance, yeah, I mastered 'em all
[01:24.963]Went and disconnected the terminal, the battery off
[01:28.174]Ain't gotta prove the lights is working 'cause I'm actually on
[01:31.316]I'm breaking out from this emotional incarceration
[01:34.106]This run is personal, this verse right here is confirmation
[01:37.155]I tailored my life, went through so many alterations
[01:39.999]I'm just tryna provide my seed with a solid foundation
[01:43.447]Two-parent household, yeah, for us that's a fantasy
[01:46.451]Watchin' Boyz N The Hood, I relate to the agony
[01:49.560]Like stealin' from the store, coming from broken families
[01:52.432]When Ricky get popped at the end, that scene still be sad to me
[02:14.043]Two-parent household, yeah, that's all that I ever knew
[02:16.876]Mother kept the house together, pops collected the revenue
[02:19.981]Not ever what it seems, through every season a legend grew
[02:22.804]My vision skewed, imagine livin' in hell with a heaven view
[02:25.983]Of California palm trees and beaches
[02:28.810]On the exterior, everything appears cream and peaches
[02:31.964]Hide my molar in the bed, wait for the tooth fairy that never came
[02:35.452]But in the mornin', it was gone
[02:36.906]And there was money under the pillow;
[02:38.382]I had to accept it even though it seemed suspicious
[02:40.868]Innocence, still believe in Santa Claus and Christmas
[02:43.949]Everything I thought was true was a war façade
[02:46.668]Reality's ugly, they say it isn't good for God
[02:49.829]Ear to the wall, I'm hearin' fights in the living room
[02:52.784]Bits and pieces of info I wasn't privy to
[02:55.718]Weight on my shoulders made my back fold
[02:58.042]Beneath my feet my world crumbled, and I fell inside a black hole
[03:01.805]Findin' out somethin' isn't what you thought as a youth is tragic
[03:05.078]The magician revealed his trick, now you see through the magic
[03:07.898]So many layers for me to peel back, I kept removin' plastic
[03:10.992]Kept a big smile on my face is what I'd do to mask it
[03:13.821]Losin' my cool, the engine overheated, I blew the gasket
[03:16.875]Runnin' on fumes, became a rebel, wanted to break every rule
[03:19.703]Across the chessboard, I made every move
[03:22.615]Uh, yeah, tsk
[03:26.145]Two-parent household, the only thing me and my brothers know
[03:29.488]Solid as a rock, but still my pop was a tumblin' stone
[03:32.252]When thrown once in the wash, might get lost in the bubble foam
[03:35.245]Dap me up with a closed fist, contact with the knucklebone
[03:38.020]Matter fact that's too much, don't even touch me
[04:07.319]The, the way that these samples would be chopped
[04:10.430]It was nothin' like it to me, y'know I'm sayin, it was straight-up magic
[04:13.486]And every time I would hear the beats it was like