Win Some Lose Some - Brother Ali.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Brother Ali
[00:16.41]( CHORUS ) (2X)
[00:21.54]Man, you win some, lose some
[00:23.43]They run the gamut from hilarious to gruesome
[00:26.22]In my life I done caught some and threw some
[00:28.50]And I done been in some shit
[00:30.24]But this is one that I will never forget
[00:32.19]( VERSE 1 )
[00:32.43]Testosterone-filled hallway confrontation spectacle
[00:36.18]Time to see who got the testicles
[00:38.49]I'm not the type to holler, "What you wanna do then?"
[00:41.01]Hands parallel to my shoulders, I keep it movin
[00:43.47]There's one thing I hate is for another man to take control
[00:46.47]Of a situation, you don't want me to play the role
[00:49.35]I'm in my element on Front Street, I love a spotlight
[00:52.20]Bringin an audience to diss me is just not right
[00:54.84]I told him, "Listen stupid, I know what you're here to do
[00:57.54]But we're not gonna do it
[00:58.86]This is a movement that I'm part of it
[01:00.51]You're lucky I'm a righteous blackman"
[01:02.58]And you thought I had issues now, really had em back then
[01:05.61]I turned my back with the anti-climatic spitefulness
[01:09.18]That's the worst type of diss
[01:10.62]And I stepped off, adolescent, passive aggressive
[01:13.62]Jesus Christ superstar to send the world a message
[01:16.32]And there stood little man soft dick in hand
[01:18.87]Wonderin 'What the **** just happened?' Not enough to kill a man
[01:22.08]I turn the corner like as long as he ain't pullin a gun
[01:24.84]I'd rather catch a ass-whippin than run
[01:26.85]( CHORUS )
[01:29.04]( VERSE 2 )
[01:37.80]I put them out there bad, too, really, they had to
[01:40.50]I turned around, they runnin right directly at me, they looked mad, too
[01:43.98]A half a minute felt like a half an hour
[01:46.14]When he got close enough I stuck him once for black power
[01:49.26]All three bombed on me, started swingin me around
[01:52.32]Hollerin, "Get him down, get him down!"
[01:54.24]I'm like **** that, y'all don't gettin me on the linoleum
[01:57.15]So three white boys can start stompin only one
[01:59.97]They didn't hold back at all
[02:01.62]They started bangin my head against a steel locker like a freakin racket ball
[02:05.61]Grill was all busted, the locker was rusted
[02:08.04]And when my face hit it it split my bicuspid
[02:11.13]They spilled blood on my 'Boys N The Hood Increase the Peace' t-shirt
[02:14.67]Now, isn't that symbolic?
[02:16.65]I came to school a week later with a eye full of stitches
[02:19.59]And I held my head higher than mother****ers
[02:21.81]They lookin at me like, 'Yeah y'all done ****ed me up'
[02:24.24]What you think that's a thing that's gonna shut me up?"
[02:26.61]****, nope, still swaggerin, still battle rappin
[02:29.82]And still not givin em the satisfaction of bein mad
[02:49.14]( CHORUS )
文本歌词
作曲 : Brother Ali
( CHORUS ) (2X)
Man, you win some, lose some
They run the gamut from hilarious to gruesome
In my life I done caught some and threw some
And I done been in some shit
But this is one that I will never forget
( VERSE 1 )
Testosterone-filled hallway confrontation spectacle
Time to see who got the testicles
I'm not the type to holler, "What you wanna do then?"
Hands parallel to my shoulders, I keep it movin
There's one thing I hate is for another man to take control
Of a situation, you don't want me to play the role
I'm in my element on Front Street, I love a spotlight
Bringin an audience to diss me is just not right
I told him, "Listen stupid, I know what you're here to do
But we're not gonna do it
This is a movement that I'm part of it
You're lucky I'm a righteous blackman"
And you thought I had issues now, really had em back then
I turned my back with the anti-climatic spitefulness
That's the worst type of diss
And I stepped off, adolescent, passive aggressive
Jesus Christ superstar to send the world a message
And there stood little man soft dick in hand
Wonderin 'What the **** just happened?' Not enough to kill a man
I turn the corner like as long as he ain't pullin a gun
I'd rather catch a ass-whippin than run
( CHORUS )
( VERSE 2 )
I put them out there bad, too, really, they had to
I turned around, they runnin right directly at me, they looked mad, too
A half a minute felt like a half an hour
When he got close enough I stuck him once for black power
All three bombed on me, started swingin me around
Hollerin, "Get him down, get him down!"
I'm like **** that, y'all don't gettin me on the linoleum
So three white boys can start stompin only one
They didn't hold back at all
They started bangin my head against a steel locker like a freakin racket ball
Grill was all busted, the locker was rusted
And when my face hit it it split my bicuspid
They spilled blood on my 'Boys N The Hood Increase the Peace' t-shirt
Now, isn't that symbolic?
I came to school a week later with a eye full of stitches
And I held my head higher than mother****ers
They lookin at me like, 'Yeah y'all done ****ed me up'
What you think that's a thing that's gonna shut me up?"
****, nope, still swaggerin, still battle rappin
And still not givin em the satisfaction of bein mad
( CHORUS )