I reach beneath the skin of the street with each step
Walking closer to my final destination of death
When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
The Northwest fills the lungs heals the pain in my chest
And the day has just begun
Greeted by the scent of a bum smelling something like beer, barf, and dung (ugh)
A brother into prose in the back all alone marinating in a pair of half broken headphones
Mumbling rhymes, same time begin to pen mine
Appreciating God's design
Rewind sister, reminds me of a smile in the back of my memory
Wonder if I see her again, will she remember me?
I'm not trying to holler, I swear
Prepare for my 9 o'clock work meeting
A couple pale folk slide right by with no greeting
'Cause we acknowledge that this **** ****** up
North of Martin Luther King, a straight war zone detours through the concrete cranes and bulldozers
Focus know the deal,
**** to see Khalil back, the medicine is good again
The feeling of leaving and coming back to your 'hood again is priceless
I write this, our lives are in crisis
Most talk but don't walk the path of the righteous
Walking closer to my final destination of death
When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
The Northwest fill the lungs heals the pain in my chest
Clutch the moment, a transfer in my hands
Still listening, looking out the window to the gold and the green
And the sun might be shining but it's colder than it seems
'Cause the weather's dialectical there's no in between
In walks an old soul, a first nation native cat, chiseled like a totem pole
No words, as he stands and looks over us
He gets off and says, "Have a good day, you foreigners"
I, crack a smile one time for the acknowledgment
Northbound, now we start to pick up more college kids
They try to study on the ride
To make up for the fact that they probably kicked it hard last night
And I ponder if it's time to save up and get a car
And pay for the gas that we're taking from the war (no)
I've embraced with the faith that I could rest and raise kids here
Even with these cats set tripping
Bringing '95 back again, same old conditions
From Reagan, to Bush, to Clinton, to Bush the second
No matter the neighborhood in the city you repping
It's getting serious ya'll you can even hear the rebel call
Getting off, leaving hella pieces on the walls
Seen it all sitting sideways with my townmates
Only place left where majority is brown-faced
Now we headed downtown to trade our labor for cash
I thank the navigator once and walk fast
I walk past the next round of cats to jump on it
Locked in deep thought, we ride around in silence
And cross Rizal Bridge
I watch each step
Walking closer to my final destination of death
When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
The Northwest fills the lungs heals the pain in my chest
I remain blessed, stepping on rain with each step
Eyes heavy from the lack of the cousin of death
When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
The northwest fills the lungs ya'll, you know the rest
You know the rest (you know the rest), you know the rest (you know the rest)
It's like that ya'll, that ya'll
It's like that ya'll, that ya'll
And that's all
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:43.68]I reach beneath the skin of the street with each step
[00:46.14]Walking closer to my final destination of death
[00:48.69]When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
[00:51.24]The Northwest fills the lungs heals the pain in my chest
[01:09.45]And the day has just begun
[01:10.80]Greeted by the scent of a bum smelling something like beer, barf, and dung (ugh)
[01:14.88]A brother into prose in the back all alone marinating in a pair of half broken headphones
[01:19.71]Mumbling rhymes, same time begin to pen mine
[01:22.44]Appreciating God's design
[01:24.15]Rewind sister, reminds me of a smile in the back of my memory
[01:27.72]Wonder if I see her again, will she remember me?
[01:30.27]I'm not trying to holler, I swear
[01:35.46]Prepare for my 9 o'clock work meeting
[01:37.62]A couple pale folk slide right by with no greeting
[01:43.56]'Cause we acknowledge that this **** ****** up
[01:45.51]North of Martin Luther King, a straight war zone detours through the concrete cranes and bulldozers
[01:54.93]Focus know the deal,
[01:55.89]**** to see Khalil back, the medicine is good again
[01:58.62]The feeling of leaving and coming back to your 'hood again is priceless
[02:01.92]I write this, our lives are in crisis
[02:03.84]Most talk but don't walk the path of the righteous
[02:08.76]Walking closer to my final destination of death
[02:11.25]When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
[02:13.77]The Northwest fill the lungs heals the pain in my chest
[02:16.41]Clutch the moment, a transfer in my hands
[02:18.54]Still listening, looking out the window to the gold and the green
[02:21.63]And the sun might be shining but it's colder than it seems
[02:24.24]'Cause the weather's dialectical there's no in between
[02:28.05]In walks an old soul, a first nation native cat, chiseled like a totem pole
[02:32.34]No words, as he stands and looks over us
[02:34.77]He gets off and says, "Have a good day, you foreigners"
[02:37.68]I, crack a smile one time for the acknowledgment
[02:40.02]Northbound, now we start to pick up more college kids
[02:42.72]They try to study on the ride
[02:44.37]To make up for the fact that they probably kicked it hard last night
[02:47.52]And I ponder if it's time to save up and get a car
[02:50.22]And pay for the gas that we're taking from the war (no)
[02:56.01]I've embraced with the faith that I could rest and raise kids here
[02:58.83]Even with these cats set tripping
[03:00.36]Bringing '95 back again, same old conditions
[03:03.03]From Reagan, to Bush, to Clinton, to Bush the second
[03:05.70]No matter the neighborhood in the city you repping
[03:08.01]It's getting serious ya'll you can even hear the rebel call
[03:10.95]Getting off, leaving hella pieces on the walls
[03:13.56]Seen it all sitting sideways with my townmates
[03:16.23]Only place left where majority is brown-faced
[03:18.99]Now we headed downtown to trade our labor for cash
[03:21.54]I thank the navigator once and walk fast
[03:23.67]I walk past the next round of cats to jump on it
[03:26.34]Locked in deep thought, we ride around in silence
[03:28.83]And cross Rizal Bridge
[03:30.15]I watch each step
[03:31.29]Walking closer to my final destination of death
[03:33.87]When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
[03:36.42]The Northwest fills the lungs heals the pain in my chest
[03:39.06]I remain blessed, stepping on rain with each step
[03:41.61]Eyes heavy from the lack of the cousin of death
[03:44.16]When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
[03:46.74]The northwest fills the lungs ya'll, you know the rest
[03:49.29]You know the rest (you know the rest), you know the rest (you know the rest)
[03:51.93]It's like that ya'll, that ya'll
[03:54.48]It's like that ya'll, that ya'll
[03:58.32]And that's all
I reach beneath the skin of the street with each step
Walking closer to my final destination of death
When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
The Northwest fills the lungs heals the pain in my chest
And the day has just begun
Greeted by the scent of a bum smelling something like beer, barf, and dung (ugh)
A brother into prose in the back all alone marinating in a pair of half broken headphones
Mumbling rhymes, same time begin to pen mine
Appreciating God's design
Rewind sister, reminds me of a smile in the back of my memory
Wonder if I see her again, will she remember me?
I'm not trying to holler, I swear
Prepare for my 9 o'clock work meeting
A couple pale folk slide right by with no greeting
'Cause we acknowledge that this **** ****** up
North of Martin Luther King, a straight war zone detours through the concrete cranes and bulldozers
Focus know the deal,
**** to see Khalil back, the medicine is good again
The feeling of leaving and coming back to your 'hood again is priceless
I write this, our lives are in crisis
Most talk but don't walk the path of the righteous
Walking closer to my final destination of death
When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
The Northwest fill the lungs heals the pain in my chest
Clutch the moment, a transfer in my hands
Still listening, looking out the window to the gold and the green
And the sun might be shining but it's colder than it seems
'Cause the weather's dialectical there's no in between
In walks an old soul, a first nation native cat, chiseled like a totem pole
No words, as he stands and looks over us
He gets off and says, "Have a good day, you foreigners"
I, crack a smile one time for the acknowledgment
Northbound, now we start to pick up more college kids
They try to study on the ride
To make up for the fact that they probably kicked it hard last night
And I ponder if it's time to save up and get a car
And pay for the gas that we're taking from the war (no)
I've embraced with the faith that I could rest and raise kids here
Even with these cats set tripping
Bringing '95 back again, same old conditions
From Reagan, to Bush, to Clinton, to Bush the second
No matter the neighborhood in the city you repping
It's getting serious ya'll you can even hear the rebel call
Getting off, leaving hella pieces on the walls
Seen it all sitting sideways with my townmates
Only place left where majority is brown-faced
Now we headed downtown to trade our labor for cash
I thank the navigator once and walk fast
I walk past the next round of cats to jump on it
Locked in deep thought, we ride around in silence
And cross Rizal Bridge
I watch each step
Walking closer to my final destination of death
When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
The Northwest fills the lungs heals the pain in my chest
I remain blessed, stepping on rain with each step
Eyes heavy from the lack of the cousin of death
When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
The northwest fills the lungs ya'll, you know the rest
You know the rest (you know the rest), you know the rest (you know the rest)
It's like that ya'll, that ya'll
It's like that ya'll, that ya'll
And that's all
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:43.68]I reach beneath the skin of the street with each step
[00:46.14]Walking closer to my final destination of death
[00:48.69]When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
[00:51.24]The Northwest fills the lungs heals the pain in my chest
[01:09.45]And the day has just begun
[01:10.80]Greeted by the scent of a bum smelling something like beer, barf, and dung (ugh)
[01:14.88]A brother into prose in the back all alone marinating in a pair of half broken headphones
[01:19.71]Mumbling rhymes, same time begin to pen mine
[01:22.44]Appreciating God's design
[01:24.15]Rewind sister, reminds me of a smile in the back of my memory
[01:27.72]Wonder if I see her again, will she remember me?
[01:30.27]I'm not trying to holler, I swear
[01:35.46]Prepare for my 9 o'clock work meeting
[01:37.62]A couple pale folk slide right by with no greeting
[01:43.56]'Cause we acknowledge that this **** ****** up
[01:45.51]North of Martin Luther King, a straight war zone detours through the concrete cranes and bulldozers
[01:54.93]Focus know the deal,
[01:55.89]**** to see Khalil back, the medicine is good again
[01:58.62]The feeling of leaving and coming back to your 'hood again is priceless
[02:01.92]I write this, our lives are in crisis
[02:03.84]Most talk but don't walk the path of the righteous
[02:08.76]Walking closer to my final destination of death
[02:11.25]When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
[02:13.77]The Northwest fill the lungs heals the pain in my chest
[02:16.41]Clutch the moment, a transfer in my hands
[02:18.54]Still listening, looking out the window to the gold and the green
[02:21.63]And the sun might be shining but it's colder than it seems
[02:24.24]'Cause the weather's dialectical there's no in between
[02:28.05]In walks an old soul, a first nation native cat, chiseled like a totem pole
[02:32.34]No words, as he stands and looks over us
[02:34.77]He gets off and says, "Have a good day, you foreigners"
[02:37.68]I, crack a smile one time for the acknowledgment
[02:40.02]Northbound, now we start to pick up more college kids
[02:42.72]They try to study on the ride
[02:44.37]To make up for the fact that they probably kicked it hard last night
[02:47.52]And I ponder if it's time to save up and get a car
[02:50.22]And pay for the gas that we're taking from the war (no)
[02:56.01]I've embraced with the faith that I could rest and raise kids here
[02:58.83]Even with these cats set tripping
[03:00.36]Bringing '95 back again, same old conditions
[03:03.03]From Reagan, to Bush, to Clinton, to Bush the second
[03:05.70]No matter the neighborhood in the city you repping
[03:08.01]It's getting serious ya'll you can even hear the rebel call
[03:10.95]Getting off, leaving hella pieces on the walls
[03:13.56]Seen it all sitting sideways with my townmates
[03:16.23]Only place left where majority is brown-faced
[03:18.99]Now we headed downtown to trade our labor for cash
[03:21.54]I thank the navigator once and walk fast
[03:23.67]I walk past the next round of cats to jump on it
[03:26.34]Locked in deep thought, we ride around in silence
[03:28.83]And cross Rizal Bridge
[03:30.15]I watch each step
[03:31.29]Walking closer to my final destination of death
[03:33.87]When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
[03:36.42]The Northwest fills the lungs heals the pain in my chest
[03:39.06]I remain blessed, stepping on rain with each step
[03:41.61]Eyes heavy from the lack of the cousin of death
[03:44.16]When I'm laying to rest I'm only saving my breath
[03:46.74]The northwest fills the lungs ya'll, you know the rest
[03:49.29]You know the rest (you know the rest), you know the rest (you know the rest)
[03:51.93]It's like that ya'll, that ya'll
[03:54.48]It's like that ya'll, that ya'll
[03:58.32]And that's all
A sample of the battle we waged against an animal
Made to snuff us out like the wick of a candle.
And all the youth dressed in camo,
We're ready to ha...
No matter where you are a struggles near by
And there ain’t enough time for loves to say hi
A fire to remind us what we really look like in the dark
S...
Roll the credits, the movie's over. （Yeah）
Yeah, and they said slow down for a minute but
I said no rest 'till the finish so
The said why you all abou...
(Talking:)
what is his critique of agnostics, I'm not really understanding it
(Verse 1: Geologic)
We labored and debated while you waited for sabbatic...
Left, right left, check it out
It goes left, right, left and we're marchin' on
Molotov cocktail party at the White House
Fire in the hole of the Oval ...
The blue is for the color of the collar of my mother
And my father plus the scholars that we be,
The blue is for the night time mood-swingin' tune
Of ...
“I don't know Bill, you know, uh, there might be somebody out there listening, you never can tell, you know?”
To the graduating class of 2000-whatever...
I reach beneath the skin of the street with each step
Walkin' closer to my final destination of death
When I'm layin' to rest, I'm only savin' my brea...
an attempt to get a grip before it all starts to slip
I remain nonchalant when the drama get thick
the last call, ballin' up my palm in a fist
hit the...