Nothing To Lose (Explicit)
K'naan「Nothing To Lose (Explicit)」はK'naanの曲です, 2012, Pop。長さは3:45, 113 lines / 589 words。
歌詞
0:07Someone called the cops on him
0:09Someone told his pops on him
0:12He was talkin’ crooked
0:12And he had some rocks on him
0:14Tucked tucked in his socks’s corner
0:17Chucks chucks and the Charlotte Hornet
0:19Cap when he ‘flow
0:21Then they all surprised on him
0:22Yes he’s a fugee
0:24But he go all Nas on ‘em
0:25Well can’t go pras on ‘em
0:28And he got that crossover
0:31But he from the streets
0:32You don’t cross over
0:34Hut hut to the block soldiers
0:36Buck buck to the cop vultures
0:39Nope no I don’t know pilots
0:42Uh ni**a I know pirates
0:44Violence the islands
0:45Shout out to my idrens
0:47Put your hands up
0:48Like it’s a motherf**kin’ siren
0:50Well I paid all my dues
0:53Yeah yeah yeah yeah
0:55Shone a million shoes
0:58Yeah yeah yeah yeah
1:00‘Cause when you got nothing left
1:03Yeah yeah yeah yeah
1:06You got nothing to lose
1:09Yeah yeah yeah yeah
1:13I used to stand on Vernon and 10
1:14Burnin’ a spliff burner on hip
1:15Wishing to flip a bird
1:16Yac burning my chest
1:17Black certainly I’m dressed
1:18Strictly that army sh*t
1:20Finish my shift
1:21Pack gone before the dawn hit
1:23Anything I could earn on the strip
1:24Turn it and flip
1:25Watching my back
1:26Cooking that pot
1:27Making it stretch
1:28Discussing with my cliq
1:29Should we duct tape the connect
1:30It’s rough and K’naan knows
1:33He had the same woes
1:34I’m voicing my opinions
1:35I forgot y’all was there
1:36I ain’t know y’all was still listenin’
1:39Be honest I ain’t care
1:40Y’all don’t get my innuendos my interests
1:42Y’all on some simple sh*t
1:43Thinking I’m preachy
1:44Yeah my church is the world
1:45Christians sip a cup of this holy water
1:47Stuck at this phony border
1:47It’s custom to enter the main stream
1:49You must front and record
1:50A poorer oratory
1:51Your life story corny
1:52Yo my Somali *s know what war be
1:55Well I paid all my dues (paid my dues)
1:57Yeah yeah yeah yeah
2:01Shone a million shoes
2:04Yeah yeah yeah yeah
2:07‘Cause when you got nothing left
2:09Yeah yeah yeah yeah
2:12You got nothing to lose
2:15Yeah yeah yeah yeah
2:18Remember when *s said Nas was Somalian
2:21Baseball cap had the tags
2:23Like a yardie and it was written just came out
2:25I was gnarly then
2:26*s dreaded seeing me like a Rastafarian
2:29We didn’t know the dresscode though
2:31We was bargainers
2:32The knock off filas with the pumps and cheap cardigans
2:34*s looked corny I admit
2:36We was foreigners but this corny kid
2:39Quick send you to the coroners
2:40Y’all know my war story
2:42I won’t repeat it
2:43It’s just injury
2:44My victory’s undefeated
2:45Thought you knew me well
2:46Go back and delete it
2:48I’m in every joint this year
2:50Orthopedic and yes the AK’s are instruments
2:52We do drum ‘em
2:54I’m somewhere between killa and king Solomon
2:56And the shades take half the face
2:58We over stun ‘em and treat obstacles like a**
3:00We overcome ‘em
3:03Man they really made me do this
3:05I was peaceful like a Buddhist
3:06But then *s came
3:07And screwed it up like Judas
3:08Now I’m suited up with Lugers Rugers suddenly intruders
3:11Turn around like hoola hoopers
3:13F**king losers
3:13Well I paid all my dues
3:16Yeah yeah yeah yeah
3:18Shone a million shoes
3:21Yeah yeah yeah yeah
3:24Cause when you got nothing left
3:27Yeah yeah yeah yeah
3:30You got nothing to lose
3:32Yeah yeah yeah yeah
3:35This one’s for the world
3:38This one’s for your girl
3:42This one’s for your Mama
3:45This one’s for your Nana
Someone called the cops on him Someone told his pops on him He was talkin’ crooked And he had some rocks on him Tucked tucked in his socks’s corner Chucks chucks and the Charlotte Hornet Cap when he ‘flow Then they all surprised on him Yes he’s a fugee But he go all Nas on ‘em Well can’t go pras on ‘em And he got that crossover But he from the streets You don’t cross over Hut hut to the block soldiers Buck buck to the cop vultures Nope no I don’t know pilots Uh ni**a I know pirates Violence the islands Shout out to my idrens Put your hands up Like it’s a motherf**kin’ siren Well I paid all my dues Yeah yeah yeah yeah Shone a million shoes Yeah yeah yeah yeah ‘Cause when you got nothing left Yeah yeah yeah yeah You got nothing to lose Yeah yeah yeah yeah I used to stand on Vernon and 10 Burnin’ a spliff burner on hip Wishing to flip a bird Yac burning my chest Black certainly I’m dressed Strictly that army sh*t Finish my shift Pack gone before the dawn hit Anything I could earn on the strip Turn it and flip Watching my back Cooking that pot Making it stretch Discussing with my cliq Should we duct tape the connect It’s rough and K’naan knows He had the same woes I’m voicing my opinions I forgot y’all was there I ain’t know y’all was still listenin’ Be honest I ain’t care Y’all don’t get my innuendos my interests Y’all on some simple sh*t Thinking I’m preachy Yeah my church is the world Christians sip a cup of this holy water Stuck at this phony border It’s custom to enter the main stream You must front and record A poorer oratory Your life story corny Yo my Somali *s know what war be Well I paid all my dues (paid my dues) Yeah yeah yeah yeah Shone a million shoes Yeah yeah yeah yeah ‘Cause when you got nothing left Yeah yeah yeah yeah You got nothing to lose Yeah yeah yeah yeah Remember when *s said Nas was Somalian Baseball cap had the tags Like a yardie and it was written just came out I was gnarly then *s dreaded seeing me like a Rastafarian We didn’t know the dresscode though We was bargainers The knock off filas with the pumps and cheap cardigans *s looked corny I admit We was foreigners but this corny kid Quick send you to the coroners Y’all know my war story I won’t repeat it It’s just injury My victory’s undefeated Thought you knew me well Go back and delete it I’m in every joint this year Orthopedic and yes the AK’s are instruments We do drum ‘em I’m somewhere between killa and king Solomon And the shades take half the face We over stun ‘em and treat obstacles like a** We overcome ‘em Man they really made me do this I was peaceful like a Buddhist But then *s came And screwed it up like Judas Now I’m suited up with Lugers Rugers suddenly intruders Turn around like hoola hoopers F**king losers Well I paid all my dues Yeah yeah yeah yeah Shone a million shoes Yeah yeah yeah yeah Cause when you got nothing left Yeah yeah yeah yeah You got nothing to lose Yeah yeah yeah yeah This one’s for the world This one’s for your girl This one’s for your Mama This one’s for your Nana
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