[00:00.000] 作曲 : Randy Nichols/Rory William Quigley[00:00.158]Yeah[00:01.768]They don't make shit sound dirty like this, Harry[00:06.647]Let me talk to 'em real quick[00:11.149]Yeah, look what you all did to me[00:14.574]But I turned all that blissful misery into ministry[00:17.077]Excuse my delivery, but I don't really mince words[00:20.448]I don't approach with tense nerves, that's how us men purge[00:23.505]You're shitting me, the things that I'm capable of physically[00:26.308]That's with my bare hands, I could spin blocks and bend curves, victory[00:30.190]Everything about Ran is a mystery[00:32.364]Except my ability, I etch my name out in history[00:34.922]Sketch the paint out so vividly, it's artistry[00:37.931]I paint things horribly and turn my poverty into sovereignty[00:40.830]They still looking awkwardly, they thinking I'm a novelty[00:43.811]Or some anomaly 'cause I write my lyrics with honesty[00:46.592]Yeah, it's a part of me, just skim through my discography[00:49.887]Majority'll say I'm the greatest breathing, arguably[00:52.561]Yeah, y'all just making things hard for me[00:55.961]But wholeheartedly, they won't bow down to authority[00:58.466]No time for playing games, don't want to have to start naming names[01:02.523]But I'ma say some names 'cause[01:04.391]A chain of command is the only chain I claim[01:06.713]So don't ever stall the line and fall behind by chasing fame, damn[01:10.806]And now we gotta wonder who raised y'all[01:13.320]Real niggas don't play hard 'cause ain't no coming back from a graveyard[01:16.378]No timid blood run through these brave hearts[01:19.265]I'm hoping you stay sharp and never turn your back in a face-off[01:22.556]They thinking I'm kind of nuts and still wondering where my screws went[01:25.675]In 1999, they was checking me for some new prints[01:28.300]Little red Corvette, purple rain on my new mink[01:31.510]In my lifetime, no reasonable doubt, I gave him the blueprint[01:34.382]And never got a title, but scripted the Holy Grail in a Bible[01:38.129]Loaded tales of arrival[01:39.621]They said it was written that hip-hop was nearly dead on arrival[01:42.959]I fed a fest for survival, no tears are shed for your idols[01:45.936]Turn civilized men to savage to see that is true[01:48.797]'Cause, nigga, I am magic, too, we passing through[01:52.409]Stop your moles in a glass house, they throwing rocks and stones[01:55.383]Still, life is good, but you gotta watch the throne[01:58.235]And if you don't, you get a king's disease[02:00.732]They say I'm like Jordan with unfinished business, how many rings you need?[02:04.324]I'm God's son, but still a street disciple[02:06.547]They say the worst thing you could do is try to beat your idols[02:10.231]No time for playing games, don't want to have to start naming names[02:13.416]But I'ma say some names 'cause[02:15.352]A chain of command is the only chain I claim[02:18.053]So don't ever stall the line and fall behind by chasing fame, damn[02:21.731]And now we gotta wonder who raised y'all[02:24.367]Reai niggas don't piay hard 'cause ain't no coming back from a graveyard[02:27.740]No timid blood run through these brave hearts[02:30.123]I'm hoping you stay sharp and never turn[02:32.535]your back in a face-off