Nymp

Song Nymp
Artist Jay-Z
Album Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter

Lyrics

[00:00.00] 作词 : Carter, Russell
[00:03.43] Geyeah, NYMP the realest, uhh
[00:07.51] This is educated thug MU-SIC, niggaz
[00:11.58] Life's a battle, mean streets eat you alive
[00:14.39] Blocks'll have you, tryin to maintain your course
[00:17.19] through the potholes and gravel
[00:18.69] Hot holes and what-have-you, tryin to clock dough
[00:22.25] Foes tryin to pop shots through you by code
[00:24.68] Pigs tryin to grab you and lock up your soul
[00:27.36] Through the Hot Apple, nighttime shots crackle
[00:29.05] (bucka bucka bucka) Fiends tryin to gaffle you
[00:32.42] Not only cokeheads but the Feds in the Mercuray Topaz
[00:35.18] after you, up the avenue
[00:37.50] Tryin to give you big numbers, you got math to do
[00:40.45] Tryin to make you miss summer, shit, that ain't cool
[00:43.15] I caught smaller cases tryin to get cap or two
[00:45.71] Up against the wall, tryin to pass through
[00:48.46] Ghost-like, hear the cries from the tortured souls
[00:51.14] Most nights, I hold my toast tight, and it goes like
[00:54.32] Jay-Z
[00:58.50] N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[01:03.24] N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[01:06.24] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest
[01:11.50] Marcy.. Brooklyn..
[01:14.26] Yo; I come through, gettin money, sittin on twenties
[01:18.27] Niggaz throwin me shade, but ain't shit sunny
[01:21.09] Hot shells only thing niggaz could get from me
[01:23.59] Cocktails thrown in your living room, KA-BOOM
[01:25.96] I'm so confrontational;
[01:28.47] they shoulda never let me go on probation yo
[01:31.34] I'm a hustler; except that..
[01:33.32] no correctional facilities can correct that
[01:36.85] I took a step back, I viewed myself, seen where my head was at
[01:40.53] It's where that dough is gotta homey, get that
[01:42.62] Gotta get away, some try but head back
[01:45.07] Uhh, street smart niggaz got left back
[01:48.08] Some died, they left stacks
[01:50.03] Me, I ball right, and on top of that I'm dog nice
[01:53.40] Jigga been cold as fuck before ice
[01:55.90] Not before Christ, but a long fuckin time
[01:58.71] Get your mind right niggaz
[02:02.43] N.Y.M.P., the realest
[02:06.05] Uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[02:10.67] Uhh uh-huh, uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggaz
[02:17.32] Marcy.. feel me..
[02:20.08] I looked Death in the face years back
[02:22.20] I held tears back, I gathered myself and stared back
[02:25.33] I'm from where you don't crack, the weak don't live
[02:28.02] You gotta bounce back homey, the streets don't give
[02:30.76] I take and rape villages, who gon' stop him?
[02:33.46] Not Rudy Guiliani, not Hillary Rodham
[02:35.58] Still I still pop him
[02:37.83] Shit I grassy knoll and hilltop him, it's all political now
[02:42.14] I think big when I spit at you now
[02:44.45] Between my dog and the figures, the four gonna get'cha
[02:46.57] Between life and death, they killed my spirit
[02:49.50] So what little life I got left, y'all can expect me to ball
[02:53.32] I ? myself, teacher said I was a lost cause
[02:56.02] cause I used to roam them halls
[02:57.64] Still I spit knowledge, dropped out of high school, skipped college
[03:00.40] Who woulda thought I'd make it "Big" like Ms. Wallace?
[03:04.46] Uhh, yeah, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[03:09.76] Brooklyn, what? N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[03:15.07] Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggaz
[03:20.68] Marcy.. Brooklyn, N.Y.M.P. the realest, feel me
[03:27.06] Educated, thug mu-sic niggaz
[03:31.14] This is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is project
[03:37.73] Real shit, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggaz
[03:42.17] Marcy, Brooklyn, stompin grounds
[03:46.03] Fuck with me

Pinyin

[00:00.00] zuò cí : Carter, Russell
[00:03.43] Geyeah, NYMP the realest, uhh
[00:07.51] This is educated thug MUSIC, niggaz
[00:11.58] Life' s a battle, mean streets eat you alive
[00:14.39] Blocks' ll have you, tryin to maintain your course
[00:17.19] through the potholes and gravel
[00:18.69] Hot holes and whathaveyou, tryin to clock dough
[00:22.25] Foes tryin to pop shots through you by code
[00:24.68] Pigs tryin to grab you and lock up your soul
[00:27.36] Through the Hot Apple, nighttime shots crackle
[00:29.05] bucka bucka bucka Fiends tryin to gaffle you
[00:32.42] Not only cokeheads but the Feds in the Mercuray Topaz
[00:35.18] after you, up the avenue
[00:37.50] Tryin to give you big numbers, you got math to do
[00:40.45] Tryin to make you miss summer, shit, that ain' t cool
[00:43.15] I caught smaller cases tryin to get cap or two
[00:45.71] Up against the wall, tryin to pass through
[00:48.46] Ghostlike, hear the cries from the tortured souls
[00:51.14] Most nights, I hold my toast tight, and it goes like
[00:54.32] JayZ
[00:58.50] N. Y. M. P., the realest niggaz
[01:03.24] N. Y. M. P., the realest niggaz
[01:06.24] Uhh, uhhuhuhUHH, N. Y. M. P. the realest
[01:11.50] Marcy.. Brooklyn..
[01:14.26] Yo I come through, gettin money, sittin on twenties
[01:18.27] Niggaz throwin me shade, but ain' t shit sunny
[01:21.09] Hot shells only thing niggaz could get from me
[01:23.59] Cocktails thrown in your living room, KABOOM
[01:25.96] I' m so confrontational
[01:28.47] they shoulda never let me go on probation yo
[01:31.34] I' m a hustler except that..
[01:33.32] no correctional facilities can correct that
[01:36.85] I took a step back, I viewed myself, seen where my head was at
[01:40.53] It' s where that dough is gotta homey, get that
[01:42.62] Gotta get away, some try but head back
[01:45.07] Uhh, street smart niggaz got left back
[01:48.08] Some died, they left stacks
[01:50.03] Me, I ball right, and on top of that I' m dog nice
[01:53.40] Jigga been cold as fuck before ice
[01:55.90] Not before Christ, but a long fuckin time
[01:58.71] Get your mind right niggaz
[02:02.43] N. Y. M. P., the realest
[02:06.05] UhhuhuhUHH, N. Y. M. P., the realest niggaz
[02:10.67] Uhh uhhuh, uhUHH, N. Y. M. P. the realest niggaz
[02:17.32] Marcy.. feel me..
[02:20.08] I looked Death in the face years back
[02:22.20] I held tears back, I gathered myself and stared back
[02:25.33] I' m from where you don' t crack, the weak don' t live
[02:28.02] You gotta bounce back homey, the streets don' t give
[02:30.76] I take and rape villages, who gon' stop him?
[02:33.46] Not Rudy Guiliani, not Hillary Rodham
[02:35.58] Still I still pop him
[02:37.83] Shit I grassy knoll and hilltop him, it' s all political now
[02:42.14] I think big when I spit at you now
[02:44.45] Between my dog and the figures, the four gonna get' cha
[02:46.57] Between life and death, they killed my spirit
[02:49.50] So what little life I got left, y' all can expect me to ball
[02:53.32] I ? myself, teacher said I was a lost cause
[02:56.02] cause I used to roam them halls
[02:57.64] Still I spit knowledge, dropped out of high school, skipped college
[03:00.40] Who woulda thought I' d make it Big like Ms. Wallace?
[03:04.46] Uhh, yeah, N. Y. M. P., the realest niggaz
[03:09.76] Brooklyn, what? N. Y. M. P., the realest niggaz
[03:15.07] Uhh, uhhuhuhUHH, N. Y. M. P. the realest niggaz
[03:20.68] Marcy.. Brooklyn, N. Y. M. P. the realest, feel me
[03:27.06] Educated, thug music niggaz
[03:31.14] This is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is project
[03:37.73] Real shit, N. Y. M. P. the realest niggaz
[03:42.17] Marcy, Brooklyn, stompin grounds
[03:46.03] Fuck with me