[00:00.000] 作词 : Lowkey
[00:00.004] 作曲 : Scram Jones
[00:00.009]A time for us, some day they'll be a new world,
[00:10.276]A world of shining hope for you and me.
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[00:23.583]I'm back
[00:28.872]Did you forget about me?
[00:32.740]I'm back
[00:35.286]Did you forget about me?
[00:37.918]I'm back
[00:39.346]Did you forget about me?
[00:43.064]I'm back
[00:44.170]Did you forget about me?
[00:48.118]What's happening, I'm back with the wagon, smashin' this rappin' ting,
[00:50.865]Rappers think they're dapper, it's sad, the badness they're babblin'.
[00:53.708]Chattin' 'bout packin' gattlins and battlin', I'll batter 'em,
[00:56.152]My adjectives are like daggers and javelins that stab ya skin.
[00:58.858]Not challenging, maggots are blaggin, fraggles are hagglin',
[01:01.479]Back with a classic ta snatch ya status off these (?????).
[01:03.975]I've dabbled in madness, how I've handled it's bafflin',
[01:06.398]I'm trapped in sin and damaged within, but still I have to win.
[01:09.195]Aiming to break the pavements (payments???) and take it straight to the majors,
[01:11.591]Make all of my favorites famous, I pray that today it changes.
[01:13.962]I patiently pave the way for a day that we make the papers,
[01:16.454]The haters are staying haters, they're fakers, they're blatant traitors.
[01:19.238]Don't say it's chasing my status, I'll break away from the matrix,
[01:21.797]They laid us to waste to phases and slaving for (?????).
[01:24.327]And blaze us, complacent figures and strained to escape the Masons,
[01:27.036]Who gave us the AIDS and plagues and not blaming my brain's patrons.
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[01:30.333]I'm back
[01:32.491]Did you forget about me?
[01:34.549]I'm back
[01:35.856]Did you forget about me?
[01:39.748]I'm back
[01:40.843]Did you forget about me?
[01:44.878]I'm back
[01:46.083]Did you forget about me?
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[01:49.670]Put on my Air Max, and walk around a day in my shoes,
[01:53.062]Look at the bare facts, and talk about payin' my dues.
[01:55.741]You realize every bar that I'm sayin' is true,
[01:58.227]Phone in to cuss, any DJ that ain't playin' my tunes.
[02:00.894]In a drought, consider me the Guinness Stout,
[02:03.460]No I'm not the biggest or baddest, I'm just the illest out.
[02:05.890]His bars might sound good when he spits 'em out,
[02:08.461]But would it mean something if you were lookin' at it, written down.
[02:11.110]I can't front, like the way I'm livin' is perfect,
[02:13.298]Can't look at the cards you got saying you didn't deserve it.
[02:15.965]Sellin' poison to people, that isn't my purpose,
[02:18.387]Knowledge of self, that's the flippin' gift that I'm cursed with.
[02:20.947]People's Army, all my guys organize properly,
[02:23.521]Feds wanna commit, borderline sodomy.
[02:26.158]Ring coppers in choppers, you all can try stoppin' me.
[02:29.053]Every tune's a chapter in my autobiography.
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[02:31.933]I'm back
[02:33.685]Did you forget about me?
[02:36.327]I'm back
[02:37.526]Did you forget about me?
[02:41.551]I'm back
[02:43.673]Did you forget about me?
[02:46.712]I'm back
[02:49.818]Did you forget about me?
[02:51.946]I'm back