M.A.R.L.E.Y. (Marley and Red Living Everyday Youthfully)

Song	M.A.R.L.E.Y. (Marley and Red Living Everyday Youthfully)
Artist	KRS-One
Album	Hip Hop Lives

Lyrics

	作词 : KRS One, Parker, Williams
	R.E.A.L.I.
	T.Y. ain't always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	These are the streets
	Shit is real out here
	This ain't no fuckin' joke
	I lived in a spot called
	Millbrooke
	ProjectsThe original, criminal minded, rap topic
	With twenty cents in my pocket,
	I saw the light
	If you're young gifted and black, you got no rights
	Your only true right is a right to a fight
	And not a fair fight,
	I wake up wonderin' who died last night
	Everyone and everything is at war
	Makin' my poetic expression hardcore
	I ain't afraid to say it and many can't get with it
	At times in my life,
	I was a welfare recipient
	I ate the free cheese, while the church said believe
	And went to school everyday, like a goddamn fool
	Well anyway, here
	I am, chillin' at the party
	Brothers lookin' at me like they wanna kill somebody
	A cypher manifested in the center of the jam
	I got to show these wack rappers really who
	I amIt's me against them, so,
	I clear the phlegm
	And wage the war, hardcore to the end
	For someone lookin' inside, yeah, from the out
	It seems like disrespect is what rap is all about
	But hip-hop as a culture is really what we give it
	But sometimes the culture contradicts how we live it'
	Cause every black kid lives two and three lives
	The city's a jungle, only the strong will survive
	R.E.A.L.I.
	T.Y. ain't always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	R.E.A.L.I.
	T.Y. ain't always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	Every single day,
	I hear lie after lie
	Like, "Black people don't die, we multiply"
	So, when I kick a rhyme,
	I represent how
	I feelThe sacred street art of keepin' it real
	Why I gotta listen to somebody else?
	How they got wealth, let me talk about myself
	But all I really got is hip-hop and a glock
	The results are obvious if
	I'm confined to my block
	Occasionally, in the city
	I'm released
	To meet other beasts, lookin' for the feast
	We grunt and growl, on the prowl, as the air gets thinner"Yo, yo, there he go, him", there's the dinner
	White meat, carryin' a bag of some sort
	Life is short, white meat is quickly caught
	A scuffle, a muffle, yet none of us hesitated
	Like Mother
	Africa, white meat is violated
	We quickly disappear like
	Santa's little elves
	And go into a area to fight amongst ourselves
	We say, "Peace" 'cause that's what we really want
	A piece of the pie that
	America flaunts
	R.E.A.L.I.
	T.Y. ain't always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	R.E.A.L.I.
	T.Y. ain't always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	Oh, shitThe truth is that police must serve and protect
	R.E.A.L.I.
	T.Y. is, black youth is shown no respect
	The truth is, government has a war against drugs
	R.E.A.L.I.
	T.Y. is, government is ruled by thugs
	With all this technology, above and under
	Humanity still hunts down one another
	Rappers display artistic cannibalism
	Through lyricism, we fight each other over rhythm
	Through basic animal instincts, we think
	So, the battle for mental territory is glory, end of story
	R.E.A.L.I.
	T.Y. ain't always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	R.E.A.L.I.
	T.Y. ain't always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	YeahThese are the streets
	Shit is real out here
	This ain't no fuckin' joke

Pinyin

	zuò cí : KRS One, Parker, Williams
	R. E. A. L. I.
	T. Y. ain' t always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	These are the streets
	Shit is real out here
	This ain' t no fuckin' joke
	I lived in a spot called
	Millbrooke
	ProjectsThe original, criminal minded, rap topic
	With twenty cents in my pocket,
	I saw the light
	If you' re young gifted and black, you got no rights
	Your only true right is a right to a fight
	And not a fair fight,
	I wake up wonderin' who died last night
	Everyone and everything is at war
	Makin' my poetic expression hardcore
	I ain' t afraid to say it and many can' t get with it
	At times in my life,
	I was a welfare recipient
	I ate the free cheese, while the church said believe
	And went to school everyday, like a goddamn fool
	Well anyway, here
	I am, chillin' at the party
	Brothers lookin' at me like they wanna kill somebody
	A cypher manifested in the center of the jam
	I got to show these wack rappers really who
	I amIt' s me against them, so,
	I clear the phlegm
	And wage the war, hardcore to the end
	For someone lookin' inside, yeah, from the out
	It seems like disrespect is what rap is all about
	But hiphop as a culture is really what we give it
	But sometimes the culture contradicts how we live it'
	Cause every black kid lives two and three lives
	The city' s a jungle, only the strong will survive
	R. E. A. L. I.
	T. Y. ain' t always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	R. E. A. L. I.
	T. Y. ain' t always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	Every single day,
	I hear lie after lie
	Like, " Black people don' t die, we multiply"
	So, when I kick a rhyme,
	I represent how
	I feelThe sacred street art of keepin' it real
	Why I gotta listen to somebody else?
	How they got wealth, let me talk about myself
	But all I really got is hiphop and a glock
	The results are obvious if
	I' m confined to my block
	Occasionally, in the city
	I' m released
	To meet other beasts, lookin' for the feast
	We grunt and growl, on the prowl, as the air gets thinner" Yo, yo, there he go, him", there' s the dinner
	White meat, carryin' a bag of some sort
	Life is short, white meat is quickly caught
	A scuffle, a muffle, yet none of us hesitated
	Like Mother
	Africa, white meat is violated
	We quickly disappear like
	Santa' s little elves
	And go into a area to fight amongst ourselves
	We say, " Peace" ' cause that' s what we really want
	A piece of the pie that
	America flaunts
	R. E. A. L. I.
	T. Y. ain' t always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	R. E. A. L. I.
	T. Y. ain' t always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	Oh, shitThe truth is that police must serve and protect
	R. E. A. L. I.
	T. Y. is, black youth is shown no respect
	The truth is, government has a war against drugs
	R. E. A. L. I.
	T. Y. is, government is ruled by thugs
	With all this technology, above and under
	Humanity still hunts down one another
	Rappers display artistic cannibalism
	Through lyricism, we fight each other over rhythm
	Through basic animal instincts, we think
	So, the battle for mental territory is glory, end of story
	R. E. A. L. I.
	T. Y. ain' t always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	R. E. A. L. I.
	T. Y. ain' t always the truth
	Rhymes Equal
	Actual Life
	In The Youth
	YeahThese are the streets
	Shit is real out here
	This ain' t no fuckin' joke