단어 ... Explicit language. Hip-hop with an Oriental feel. Male vocal. BPM 90.
How That Sound
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Chomsky
So now you to the point that you done seen some shit and you can't get it out of your mind you get sick. Folk tales to pick or street stories, cause rhyming bout yourself eventually turns boring. I remember the night like it was morning Kat out of line, the vision rewinds He was trying to be about it like most rappers today, but around 3:30 the ground he laid.
And his eye's seen the black of the night like gun fights Now ah days, that's how they play Trying to impress a woman that ain't part of my world Grab the wrong one straight by arm, gave her a twirl
She gave a shook look and then a right hook. Drink crashed the floor, he like this whore. Got the nerve to touch my face without giving a taste now in the corner, I heard another glass bottle break.
Glass started to spread like people in the crowd It was quite for a second, but dude was getting fowl. Guess it had to be her boyfriend hiding his hands and step to him. Some people in the background said to him.
They talk for a few, and before I knew the brother from the corner pulled hands out and smacked dude. He pause for a minute and said this kat is finish Snatched out the gun, while homeboy run'ed.
I was like Dam Son lets break out and shake out. Running back patterns as bullets they start unraveling outside one through the chest just like a javelin. Thick blood in the soil like Havoline oil.
The kid laid in soil, half paralyzed Fronting in clubs unorganized Get euthanized like canines in Dog pounds. 20 years old and bowed up in the ground.
(chorus) Now how that sound When you get knocked Down How that sound When they let go rounds From your country all the way to uptown You might get found, man How that Sound ?
단어 ... Traditional blues. Male vocal, acoustic 6 & 12 string guitar.
No more begging please gone this time for real shatter like a mirror hit by stone Never more to be the one to fill your needs now someone else WILL have to do those chores No matter how hard i tried to keep it right nothing last forevermore
All my ways and means couldn’t make it real I’m burnt out can’t do any more Hope in time to heal the wound i feel grace me the straight to carry on Left shatter beaten broke hearted bleeding not the same man i was before
Well It’ll be alrigth the sun will still shine with or without the love that’s lost Seems no matter what you try to equalize just keep on storming even more To always remember now and forever can’t replace what was before
Traduction :
Plus de solicitations, c’est fini pour de bon Comme un mirroir frappé par une pierre Je ne veux plus être celui qui répond à tes demandes Peu importent les efforts que j’ai fait pour tenir Rien n’est éternel
Toutes mes tentatives n’y pourraient rien Je suis au bout, je n’en peux plus J’espère que le temps appaisera ma peine Puisse le Ciel me donner la force d’avancer Mon cœur brisé saigne Je ne suis plus le même qu’avant
Chicago Blues in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Positive. Electric ...Chicago Blues in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Positive. Electric guitar, organ & rhytm section.
