Текст, перевод и аккорды “Childrens Story”
- [child #1] ...and then jackie chan just started kickin em Like pow! pow! pow! [child #2] whaaaaa? ? ! [mos def] alright yall, alright yall enough of that Its time to go to bed yall Time to go to bed -- I dont wanna hear that You know what time it is, you know what time it is [children] uncle mos? [mos def] yeeesss? [children] would you read us a bedtime story please? [mos def] okay, okay. yall tucked in? [children] yeessss... [mos def] heeeere we go... Once upon a time not long ago When people wore adidas and lived life slow When laws were stern and justice stood And people was behavin like hip-hop was good There lived a little boy who was misled By a little sha-tan and this is what he said "me and you kid we gonna make some cash, Jackin old beats and makin the dash..." They jacked the beats, money came wit ease But son, he couldnt stop, its like he had a disease He jacked another and another, michael jackson, stevie wonder Set some r & b over the track for deep cover (187!) The kid got wild startin actin erratic He said "yo, that presidential I got ta have it..." With liquor in his belly son, he made up the track But little did he know that his joints was wack The shiny a & r said "great new hit g!" "whenever you need a loop, yo come get me..." The kid got amped and he starts to figure "im-a get dough like all-a these otha niggaz!" So, hes in the studio workin round the clock For pop radio, jacked the beat to planet rock Was out in the street when he met this sister Who couldnt sing for shhhh but the mix wit her sister Hooked up the track and in excitation He decided hed head for the radio station But (but!) he was runnin and he made a left Was skeezin at top speed and ran into mos def I slowed the young man down and I started: "yo money, Yo, why you sellin lies to our wives and children? " He ran upstairs up to the top floor Opened up the door then guess what he saw? (who? ) Jane the chickenhead radio host Who be yappin bout beef between east and west coast He said "this ones a bullet, you got ta give it run!" The chicken said "thanks." and spanked it #1 He went outside, was gettin props all over Then he dipped into his ride, the 4-point rover Raced up the block doin 83 Some cats with hennessey saw him at a r-e-d He winked his eye like his star status mattered They rat-a-tat-tatted to make his blood splatter "you rockin crazy ice and all you do is cling static And rollin down to brooklyn late night is problematic..." His eyes was bloody red, he hung on every word they said They told the kid "back down, that playa shit is dead." Deep in his heart, he knew he was gone But he grabbed his 45 and decide to blaze on Wit shades on founded had him astounded an Before long, the young man got surrounded Those grabbed the guns, so goes the glory And that is the way I got ta end this story He was out chasin cream and the american dream Tryin to pretend the ends justify the means This aint funny so dont you dare laugh Its just what comes to pass when you sell your ass Life is more than what your hands can grasp Good night! (kids talking) Knock em out the box mos, knock em out mos Knock em out the box mos, knock em out mos (3x) Knock em out... A-nother...mos def...black star movement... Presentation... cruuumbs!
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