[00:00.000] 作词 : G.D.B Jones/Leven Kali/Jack Hallenbeck
[00:01.000] 作曲 : G.D.B Jones/Leven Kali/Jack Hallenbeck
[00:03.312] Ladies and gentlemen
[00:07.171] Pimps and prophets
[00:10.980] Queens and dope fiends
[00:13.212] Hoes and hoteps
[00:15.934] We got somethin' real special for you
[00:17.786] tonight folks
[00:18.697] Everybody from Uptown to the South End
[00:21.452] makin' their way on down to Lackawanna Plaza
[00:25.868] I think I'm finally finding me
[00:27.537] My whole life it's been hide-and-seek
[00:29.198] I used to suffer in silence
[00:30.335] I never showed you that side of me
[00:32.165] Hypnotized by society
[00:33.548] All the people I tried to be
[00:35.327] Gangsta, geek, or guerilla
[00:36.983] I'Il let you peep the psychology
[00:38.616] We packed five in a Honda
[00:40.043] Origami behind the seat
[00:41.800] Smokin' strong, but it got me weak
[00:43.457] 'Cause this pain we feel chronically
[00:45.099] I'm a star, they astonished
[00:46.566] I never studied Astrology
[00:48.113] I'm too pop, I'm too polished
[00:49.771] Or I'm too Pac in my policies
[00:51.291] No apologies, b***h
[00:52.923] Temperature rising, we mobbin' deep
[00:54.835] I'm my poppa's lil' prodigy
[00:56.178] And my grandmama coddled me
[00:57.643] Said I'm born to be funky
[00:59.102] Baptized in pot-liquor, collard greens
[01:00.973] Coulda swore they was British
[01:02.555] Niggas would die for this pot of tea
[01:05.340] As for me, I haven't been myself at all lately(At all)
[01:08.356] Runnin' low on friends to call,
[01:09.737] feel likethey all hate me (Goddamn)
[01:11.278] Switchin' on you whenever I click the call, waitin' (Uh)
[01:14.169] Sippin' on my Kool-aid until the wallbreakin'
[01:17.493] Ooh, grass green over here though
[01:20.710] We some good fellas, so I need my dinero
[01:23.144] (Need my dinero)
[01:23.925] Rain come now, get soaked 'til it clear up
[01:26.655] Ain't no clouds, just smoke in the mirror
[01:29.745] Mirror (Mirror, mirror on the wall, Wall)
[01:33.206] (Tell me who the realest of them all, Hey,yeah)
[01:34.919] Just open your eyes
[01:37.391] (Mirror, mirror on the wall,Wall)
[01:39.468] (Tell me who the realest of them all, Uh)
[01:44.212] Ooh
[01:48.999] Need my dinero
[01:54.716] Ooh
[02:00.064] Just open your eyes
[02:06.917] Damn, I was bad when I was younger yo

作词 : G.D.B Jones/Leven Kali/Jack Hallenbeck
作曲 : G.D.B Jones/Leven Kali/Jack Hallenbeck
Ladies and gentlemen
Pimps and prophets
Queens and dope fiends
Hoes and hoteps
We got somethin' real special for you
tonight folks
Everybody from Uptown to the South End
makin' their way on down to Lackawanna Plaza
I think I'm finally finding me
My whole life it's been hide-and-seek
I used to suffer in silence
I never showed you that side of me
Hypnotized by society
All the people I tried to be
Gangsta, geek, or guerilla
I'Il let you peep the psychology
We packed five in a Honda
Origami behind the seat
Smokin' strong, but it got me weak
'Cause this pain we feel chronically
I'm a star, they astonished
I never studied Astrology
I'm too pop, I'm too polished
Or I'm too Pac in my policies
No apologies, b***h
Temperature rising, we mobbin' deep
I'm my poppa's lil' prodigy
And my grandmama coddled me
Said I'm born to be funky
Baptized in pot-liquor, collard greens
Coulda swore they was British
Niggas would die for this pot of tea
As for me, I haven't been myself at all lately(At all)
Runnin' low on friends to call,
feel likethey all hate me (Goddamn)
Switchin' on you whenever I click the call, waitin' (Uh)
Sippin' on my Kool-aid until the wallbreakin'
Ooh, grass green over here though
We some good fellas, so I need my dinero
(Need my dinero)
Rain come now, get soaked 'til it clear up
Ain't no clouds, just smoke in the mirror
Mirror (Mirror, mirror on the wall, Wall)
(Tell me who the realest of them all, Hey,yeah)
Just open your eyes
(Mirror, mirror on the wall,Wall)
(Tell me who the realest of them all, Uh)
Ooh
Need my dinero
Ooh
Just open your eyes
Damn, I was bad when I was younger yo