I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
If I could recollect before my hood days.
I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
They tested, it was stressed that they under.
And nowadays, things changed.
Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts.
Cause any day theyl push the button.
And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin?
Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white,
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad.
Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has.
And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy.
Guess she giving birth to a baby.
I don trip and let m fade me,
Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet.
I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
Pay the price for being hellbound.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:12.770]I welcome with my hands.
[00:17.940]And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
[00:24.060] And peace to this young warrior,
[00:26.720]Without the sound of guns.
[00:30.180]If I could recollect before my hood days.
[00:32.750] I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
[00:39.570]They tested, it was stressed that they under.
[00:42.230]And nowadays, things changed.
[00:44.330] Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
[00:48.270]And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts.
[00:53.940]Cause any day theyl push the button.
[00:55.940]And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin?
[01:00.060]Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
[01:03.830]When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
[01:06.190]There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
[01:09.800]maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white,
[01:24.020]I welcome with my hands.
[01:29.090] And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
[01:34.960]And peace to this young warrior,
[01:38.230]Without the sound of guns.
[01:41.040] Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad.
[01:43.850]Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has.
[01:47.760]And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy.
[01:51.170] Guess she giving birth to a baby.
[01:53.830] I don trip and let m fade me,
[01:59.870] Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
[02:03.580]Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
[02:07.900]I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
[02:10.870]I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
[02:13.830]And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
[02:17.490] If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet.
[02:23.510] I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
[02:26.670]I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
[02:31.290]Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
[02:35.000]Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
[02:48.440] I welcome with my hands.
[02:52.760]And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold.
[02:58.780] And peace to this young warrior,
[03:01.740] Without the sound of guns.
[03:23.360]Pay the price for being hellbound.
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
If I could recollect before my hood days.
I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
They tested, it was stressed that they under.
And nowadays, things changed.
Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts.
Cause any day theyl push the button.
And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin?
Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white,
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad.
Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has.
And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy.
Guess she giving birth to a baby.
I don trip and let m fade me,
Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet.
I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
Pay the price for being hellbound.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:12.770]I welcome with my hands.
[00:17.940]And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
[00:24.060] And peace to this young warrior,
[00:26.720]Without the sound of guns.
[00:30.180]If I could recollect before my hood days.
[00:32.750] I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
[00:39.570]They tested, it was stressed that they under.
[00:42.230]And nowadays, things changed.
[00:44.330] Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
[00:48.270]And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts.
[00:53.940]Cause any day theyl push the button.
[00:55.940]And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin?
[01:00.060]Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
[01:03.830]When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
[01:06.190]There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
[01:09.800]maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white,
[01:24.020]I welcome with my hands.
[01:29.090] And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
[01:34.960]And peace to this young warrior,
[01:38.230]Without the sound of guns.
[01:41.040] Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad.
[01:43.850]Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has.
[01:47.760]And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy.
[01:51.170] Guess she giving birth to a baby.
[01:53.830] I don trip and let m fade me,
[01:59.870] Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
[02:03.580]Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
[02:07.900]I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
[02:10.870]I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
[02:13.830]And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
[02:17.490] If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet.
[02:23.510] I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
[02:26.670]I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
[02:31.290]Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
[02:35.000]Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
[02:48.440] I welcome with my hands.
[02:52.760]And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold.
[02:58.780] And peace to this young warrior,
[03:01.740] Without the sound of guns.
[03:23.360]Pay the price for being hellbound.
Rock And Roll Madonna （滚麦当娜）-Elton John （尔顿·约翰）
Written by ：Elton John /Bernie Taupin /Elton John /Bernie Taupin
If anyone should see me making it d...
Sucka-ass
I ain't got no mother****in' friends
That's why I ****ed yo' *****, you fat mother****a!
(Take money) West Side, Bad Boy killas
(Take money)...
We goin' all out, aight, we goin' all out, aight, we goin' all out
Watch your mother****ing mouths n*ggas.
That's right
**** these fed N*ggas Pac.
Do ...
Rest in peace to my ********** biggie smalls
That's right boy, it's goin' on
Right here, thug life
God bless the dead
God bless the dead and buried bi...
Uh dear Mr President what's happening I'm writing you because
*************t is still real ****** up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way right...
Artist：2Pac/Sonia Sanchez
When your heart turns cold
I say, when your heart turns cold
it causes your soul to freeze
like a, ruthless, feeling diseas...
Big Syke, Newt, Hank, Beugard, Big Sir
Y'all know how this shit go
All eyes on me
Mother****in' OG
Roll up in the club and shit, is that right?
All ey...