Revenge
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ron Gilmore/Courtney Shanade Salter/Luther Nicholson/Damon Coleman/Eian Parker/Markus Randle/Robert Gill Jr/Kalon Berry
[00:00.953] 作词 : Ron Gilmore/Courtney Shanade Salter/Luther Nicholson/Damon Coleman/Eian Parker/Markus Randle/Robert Gill Jr/Kalon Berry
[00:02.860][Intro: Ari Lennox]
[00:12.658]Ooh-ah
[00:15.161]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[00:17.794]Hey-yeah-yeah
[00:21.078]Ooh-ah
[00:22.868]Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
[00:25.775]Ooh-ah
[00:27.475]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[00:30.510]Ah-ah-ah
[00:32.857]Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
[00:37.451]Hell yeah, yeah (Ayy-ayy)
[00:43.716]Hell yeah
[00:50.001]Hey-hey
[00:50.681][Verse 1: Doctur Dot]
[00:50.887]Who gon' find the lost souls?
[00:52.852]In Atlanta shapeshifters and trolls, how did I get here?
[00:55.768]My magic carpet unraveled (Woo)
[00:57.585]You scroll through all the channels with your fraudulent financials
[01:00.883]Blame your mama 'cause you started with hardstanders
[01:03.376]We gon' pray on that (Oh Lord)
[01:04.641]Always had my flow, I used to lay on that
[01:06.303]You can say it face to face, facts
[01:08.500]You no longer need it, make your way on back
[01:10.921]You can't escape what you attract, or what you say on wax
[01:14.143]Please don't overthink on that
[01:16.704][Verse 2: Childish Major]
[01:16.893]Like-like-like, like-like-like, like-like-like
[01:17.542]Who gon' find that lost boy?
[01:18.993]High class that she fall for him
[01:20.559]Them whispers get lost and breezes got them whisper, man he call for me
[01:23.175]CVS is hiring and when you drop your application, get some Halls for me
[01:28.181]Coughin' hard, but ain't no need to get that coffin for me
[01:31.596]Ain't nothin' serious, just it’s cold and all the niggas on new levels
[01:34.438]Got through locks so I'm past the codes, outchea tho
[01:36.957]Queen City but no bitch on my roads
[01:38.754]I'ma own that bitch though, can't front on my bill folds, sittin' on gold
[01:43.660][Chorus: Ari Lennox]
[01:43.828]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[01:47.190]Ayy-yee, yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah)
[01:49.958]Ooh-ooh-woah, ooh-ah
[01:54.219][Verse 3: Lute]
[01:54.371]I used to look, down on myself
[01:56.374]Like, what am I missin'?
[01:58.056]Now I, go to the bank
[01:59.809]Now they, talk to me different
[02:01.551]Can you split that in 20's, hunnids, a couple 50's?
[02:04.221]I used to get curved, now bitches DM they titties
[02:07.846]Old friends turn to foes, can't bring **** niggas with me like
[02:11.055]**** it I'm ready to go, niggas be actin' like hoes
[02:14.010]Bitches be tryna get chose, that's just the way that shit go
[02:16.899]You can't complain if you broke, get you some money and clothes
[02:18.308]I got some money with goals
[02:21.500]I know I ain't perfect, barely worth it
[02:24.244]Been an asshole lately but not on purpose, shit be on my mind
[02:28.219]I look around like, "Damn, ain't nobody on my side"
[02:30.373]But never question if I'm down to ride
[02:32.856][Verse 4: Omen]
[02:33.050]Tripped the hurdle but the ground I walk is fertile
[02:36.254]Give you classic quotes just for kicks like Virgil
[02:39.725]Look who in my circle
[02:43.373]The ones that knew me when the nights was hurtful
[02:43.888]Wins, I got a ton like Churchill
[02:46.087]But what about the losses overcome, I wasn't Oprah's son
[02:49.539]'Round my way they holdin' guns, I'm more like Roberson, I'm not a shooter
[02:53.605]All I did was show love, like the Kamasutra
[02:55.171]I was tryna find what's truer
[02:57.786]I couldn't look inside the mirror
[02:59.505]Tryna climb out my dilemmas
[03:02.120]In the land of splendor, glamor, and some damaged women
[03:04.542]Strappin' up, strappin' up, can't do no gamblin' with 'em
[03:07.753]Shootin' high percentage, I been changin' my agenda
[03:10.618]Finally came up out my shell, I ain't have no Master Splinter
[03:14.221]Became the Top Chef, this another classic dinner
[03:17.032]I fell down, came back, now that's a natural winner
[03:20.088]Never could I pretend, nor ever would I surrender, yeah
[03:24.055][Chorus: Ari Lennox]
[03:25.338]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[03:28.487]Ayy-yee-yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah)
[03:34.334]Ooh-ah (Ooh-ah)
[03:36.849]Ooh-ah
[03:38.541]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[03:40.549]Ayy-yeah-yeah
[03:44.137]Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
[03:46.298]Ooh-ah
[03:47.592]Ooh-ooh
[03:48.603][Verse 5: REASON]
[03:48.799]Look, I been speakin' for the misguided sons and the dead fathers
[03:52.458]As I walk through the shadow of death, where we tread waters
[03:55.584]Paint pictures of the stories forgotten, them dead authors
[03:58.776]His blood gettin' mixed with that paint, so we dead artists
[04:01.797]He told me, "Nigga, you better slide", you ain't said nada
[04:05.198]Them niggas took my nigga, so **** it, this lead karma
[04:08.345]Struggle to pull the trigger as I did the tears fallin'
[04:11.153]'Cause I know I let my mama down, she done raised all us
[04:15.350]She gave up everything she had to keep our road straight
[04:18.501]We ain't even have no room to have our own space
[04:20.886]Look I gave everything I have to make my own way
[04:24.151]And in three seconds I made a decision to let this clip off
[04:27.398]This ain't even related, just some shit I had to get off
[04:30.372]Repetition how we make decisions
[04:32.915]'Cause my brother doin' life, and the judge done told him he would never get off
[04:36.843]The struggle like hand me downs, nigga one size fits all
[04:40.091]Woke up sweatin', panic with deep and breathin'
[04:42.854]Goin' through deep depression, wonderin' why I chose to live
[04:46.825]And the way with my freedom indecisive, it's on the fence
[04:49.598]When I been blessed with rappin', no wonder they call it gifts
[04:52.821]Got up from that bed, picked up the phone like, "What I missed?"
[04:56.372]Got a call from some Dreamers, said that they was out for revenge
[04:59.085]Excited then I thought about it, and started crying 'cause a year ago my cousin was killed searchin' for his, yeah
[00:00.953] 作词 : Ron Gilmore/Courtney Shanade Salter/Luther Nicholson/Damon Coleman/Eian Parker/Markus Randle/Robert Gill Jr/Kalon Berry
[00:02.860][Intro: Ari Lennox]
[00:12.658]Ooh-ah
[00:15.161]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[00:17.794]Hey-yeah-yeah
[00:21.078]Ooh-ah
[00:22.868]Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
[00:25.775]Ooh-ah
[00:27.475]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[00:30.510]Ah-ah-ah
[00:32.857]Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
[00:37.451]Hell yeah, yeah (Ayy-ayy)
[00:43.716]Hell yeah
[00:50.001]Hey-hey
[00:50.681][Verse 1: Doctur Dot]
[00:50.887]Who gon' find the lost souls?
[00:52.852]In Atlanta shapeshifters and trolls, how did I get here?
[00:55.768]My magic carpet unraveled (Woo)
[00:57.585]You scroll through all the channels with your fraudulent financials
[01:00.883]Blame your mama 'cause you started with hardstanders
[01:03.376]We gon' pray on that (Oh Lord)
[01:04.641]Always had my flow, I used to lay on that
[01:06.303]You can say it face to face, facts
[01:08.500]You no longer need it, make your way on back
[01:10.921]You can't escape what you attract, or what you say on wax
[01:14.143]Please don't overthink on that
[01:16.704][Verse 2: Childish Major]
[01:16.893]Like-like-like, like-like-like, like-like-like
[01:17.542]Who gon' find that lost boy?
[01:18.993]High class that she fall for him
[01:20.559]Them whispers get lost and breezes got them whisper, man he call for me
[01:23.175]CVS is hiring and when you drop your application, get some Halls for me
[01:28.181]Coughin' hard, but ain't no need to get that coffin for me
[01:31.596]Ain't nothin' serious, just it’s cold and all the niggas on new levels
[01:34.438]Got through locks so I'm past the codes, outchea tho
[01:36.957]Queen City but no bitch on my roads
[01:38.754]I'ma own that bitch though, can't front on my bill folds, sittin' on gold
[01:43.660][Chorus: Ari Lennox]
[01:43.828]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[01:47.190]Ayy-yee, yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah)
[01:49.958]Ooh-ooh-woah, ooh-ah
[01:54.219][Verse 3: Lute]
[01:54.371]I used to look, down on myself
[01:56.374]Like, what am I missin'?
[01:58.056]Now I, go to the bank
[01:59.809]Now they, talk to me different
[02:01.551]Can you split that in 20's, hunnids, a couple 50's?
[02:04.221]I used to get curved, now bitches DM they titties
[02:07.846]Old friends turn to foes, can't bring **** niggas with me like
[02:11.055]**** it I'm ready to go, niggas be actin' like hoes
[02:14.010]Bitches be tryna get chose, that's just the way that shit go
[02:16.899]You can't complain if you broke, get you some money and clothes
[02:18.308]I got some money with goals
[02:21.500]I know I ain't perfect, barely worth it
[02:24.244]Been an asshole lately but not on purpose, shit be on my mind
[02:28.219]I look around like, "Damn, ain't nobody on my side"
[02:30.373]But never question if I'm down to ride
[02:32.856][Verse 4: Omen]
[02:33.050]Tripped the hurdle but the ground I walk is fertile
[02:36.254]Give you classic quotes just for kicks like Virgil
[02:39.725]Look who in my circle
[02:43.373]The ones that knew me when the nights was hurtful
[02:43.888]Wins, I got a ton like Churchill
[02:46.087]But what about the losses overcome, I wasn't Oprah's son
[02:49.539]'Round my way they holdin' guns, I'm more like Roberson, I'm not a shooter
[02:53.605]All I did was show love, like the Kamasutra
[02:55.171]I was tryna find what's truer
[02:57.786]I couldn't look inside the mirror
[02:59.505]Tryna climb out my dilemmas
[03:02.120]In the land of splendor, glamor, and some damaged women
[03:04.542]Strappin' up, strappin' up, can't do no gamblin' with 'em
[03:07.753]Shootin' high percentage, I been changin' my agenda
[03:10.618]Finally came up out my shell, I ain't have no Master Splinter
[03:14.221]Became the Top Chef, this another classic dinner
[03:17.032]I fell down, came back, now that's a natural winner
[03:20.088]Never could I pretend, nor ever would I surrender, yeah
[03:24.055][Chorus: Ari Lennox]
[03:25.338]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[03:28.487]Ayy-yee-yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah)
[03:34.334]Ooh-ah (Ooh-ah)
[03:36.849]Ooh-ah
[03:38.541]Ooh-ooh-ooh
[03:40.549]Ayy-yeah-yeah
[03:44.137]Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
[03:46.298]Ooh-ah
[03:47.592]Ooh-ooh
[03:48.603][Verse 5: REASON]
[03:48.799]Look, I been speakin' for the misguided sons and the dead fathers
[03:52.458]As I walk through the shadow of death, where we tread waters
[03:55.584]Paint pictures of the stories forgotten, them dead authors
[03:58.776]His blood gettin' mixed with that paint, so we dead artists
[04:01.797]He told me, "Nigga, you better slide", you ain't said nada
[04:05.198]Them niggas took my nigga, so **** it, this lead karma
[04:08.345]Struggle to pull the trigger as I did the tears fallin'
[04:11.153]'Cause I know I let my mama down, she done raised all us
[04:15.350]She gave up everything she had to keep our road straight
[04:18.501]We ain't even have no room to have our own space
[04:20.886]Look I gave everything I have to make my own way
[04:24.151]And in three seconds I made a decision to let this clip off
[04:27.398]This ain't even related, just some shit I had to get off
[04:30.372]Repetition how we make decisions
[04:32.915]'Cause my brother doin' life, and the judge done told him he would never get off
[04:36.843]The struggle like hand me downs, nigga one size fits all
[04:40.091]Woke up sweatin', panic with deep and breathin'
[04:42.854]Goin' through deep depression, wonderin' why I chose to live
[04:46.825]And the way with my freedom indecisive, it's on the fence
[04:49.598]When I been blessed with rappin', no wonder they call it gifts
[04:52.821]Got up from that bed, picked up the phone like, "What I missed?"
[04:56.372]Got a call from some Dreamers, said that they was out for revenge
[04:59.085]Excited then I thought about it, and started crying 'cause a year ago my cousin was killed searchin' for his, yeah
作曲 : Ron Gilmore/Courtney Shanade Salter/Luther Nicholson/Damon Coleman/Eian Parker/Markus Randle/Robert Gill Jr/Kalon Berry
作词 : Ron Gilmore/Courtney Shanade Salter/Luther Nicholson/Damon Coleman/Eian Parker/Markus Randle/Robert Gill Jr/Kalon Berry
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Hey-yeah-yeah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ah-ah-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Hell yeah, yeah (Ayy-ayy)
Hell yeah
Hey-hey
Who gon' find the lost souls?
In Atlanta shapeshifters and trolls, how did I get here?
My magic carpet unraveled (Woo)
You scroll through all the channels with your fraudulent financials
Blame your mama 'cause you started with hardstanders
We gon' pray on that (Oh Lord)
Always had my flow, I used to lay on that
You can say it face to face, facts
You no longer need it, make your way on back
You can't escape what you attract, or what you say on wax
Please don't overthink on that
Like-like-like, like-like-like, like-like-like
Who gon' find that lost boy?
High class that she fall for him
Them whispers get lost and breezes got them whisper, man he call for me
CVS is hiring and when you drop your application, get some Halls for me
Coughin' hard, but ain't no need to get that coffin for me
Ain't nothin' serious, just it’s cold and all the niggas on new levels
Got through locks so I'm past the codes, outchea tho
Queen City but no bitch on my roads
I'ma own that bitch though, can't front on my bill folds, sittin' on gold
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ayy-yee, yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah)
Ooh-ooh-woah, ooh-ah
I used to look, down on myself
Like, what am I missin'?
Now I, go to the bank
Now they, talk to me different
Can you split that in 20's, hunnids, a couple 50's?
I used to get curved, now bitches DM they titties
Old friends turn to foes, can't bring **** niggas with me like
**** it I'm ready to go, niggas be actin' like hoes
Bitches be tryna get chose, that's just the way that shit go
You can't complain if you broke, get you some money and clothes
I got some money with goals
I know I ain't perfect, barely worth it
Been an asshole lately but not on purpose, shit be on my mind
I look around like, "Damn, ain't nobody on my side"
But never question if I'm down to ride
Tripped the hurdle but the ground I walk is fertile
Give you classic quotes just for kicks like Virgil
Look who in my circle
The ones that knew me when the nights was hurtful
Wins, I got a ton like Churchill
But what about the losses overcome, I wasn't Oprah's son
'Round my way they holdin' guns, I'm more like Roberson, I'm not a shooter
All I did was show love, like the Kamasutra
I was tryna find what's truer
I couldn't look inside the mirror
Tryna climb out my dilemmas
In the land of splendor, glamor, and some damaged women
Strappin' up, strappin' up, can't do no gamblin' with 'em
Shootin' high percentage, I been changin' my agenda
Finally came up out my shell, I ain't have no Master Splinter
Became the Top Chef, this another classic dinner
I fell down, came back, now that's a natural winner
Never could I pretend, nor ever would I surrender, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ayy-yee-yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah)
Ooh-ah (Ooh-ah)
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ayy-yeah-yeah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ooh
Look, I been speakin' for the misguided sons and the dead fathers
As I walk through the shadow of death, where we tread waters
Paint pictures of the stories forgotten, them dead authors
His blood gettin' mixed with that paint, so we dead artists
He told me, "Nigga, you better slide", you ain't said nada
Them niggas took my nigga, so **** it, this lead karma
Struggle to pull the trigger as I did the tears fallin'
'Cause I know I let my mama down, she done raised all us
She gave up everything she had to keep our road straight
We ain't even have no room to have our own space
Look I gave everything I have to make my own way
And in three seconds I made a decision to let this clip off
This ain't even related, just some shit I had to get off
Repetition how we make decisions
'Cause my brother doin' life, and the judge done told him he would never get off
The struggle like hand me downs, nigga one size fits all
Woke up sweatin', panic with deep and breathin'
Goin' through deep depression, wonderin' why I chose to live
And the way with my freedom indecisive, it's on the fence
When I been blessed with rappin', no wonder they call it gifts
Got up from that bed, picked up the phone like, "What I missed?"
Got a call from some Dreamers, said that they was out for revenge
Excited then I thought about it, and started crying 'cause a year ago my cousin was killed searchin' for his, yeah
作词 : Ron Gilmore/Courtney Shanade Salter/Luther Nicholson/Damon Coleman/Eian Parker/Markus Randle/Robert Gill Jr/Kalon Berry
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Hey-yeah-yeah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ah-ah-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Hell yeah, yeah (Ayy-ayy)
Hell yeah
Hey-hey
Who gon' find the lost souls?
In Atlanta shapeshifters and trolls, how did I get here?
My magic carpet unraveled (Woo)
You scroll through all the channels with your fraudulent financials
Blame your mama 'cause you started with hardstanders
We gon' pray on that (Oh Lord)
Always had my flow, I used to lay on that
You can say it face to face, facts
You no longer need it, make your way on back
You can't escape what you attract, or what you say on wax
Please don't overthink on that
Like-like-like, like-like-like, like-like-like
Who gon' find that lost boy?
High class that she fall for him
Them whispers get lost and breezes got them whisper, man he call for me
CVS is hiring and when you drop your application, get some Halls for me
Coughin' hard, but ain't no need to get that coffin for me
Ain't nothin' serious, just it’s cold and all the niggas on new levels
Got through locks so I'm past the codes, outchea tho
Queen City but no bitch on my roads
I'ma own that bitch though, can't front on my bill folds, sittin' on gold
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ayy-yee, yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah)
Ooh-ooh-woah, ooh-ah
I used to look, down on myself
Like, what am I missin'?
Now I, go to the bank
Now they, talk to me different
Can you split that in 20's, hunnids, a couple 50's?
I used to get curved, now bitches DM they titties
Old friends turn to foes, can't bring **** niggas with me like
**** it I'm ready to go, niggas be actin' like hoes
Bitches be tryna get chose, that's just the way that shit go
You can't complain if you broke, get you some money and clothes
I got some money with goals
I know I ain't perfect, barely worth it
Been an asshole lately but not on purpose, shit be on my mind
I look around like, "Damn, ain't nobody on my side"
But never question if I'm down to ride
Tripped the hurdle but the ground I walk is fertile
Give you classic quotes just for kicks like Virgil
Look who in my circle
The ones that knew me when the nights was hurtful
Wins, I got a ton like Churchill
But what about the losses overcome, I wasn't Oprah's son
'Round my way they holdin' guns, I'm more like Roberson, I'm not a shooter
All I did was show love, like the Kamasutra
I was tryna find what's truer
I couldn't look inside the mirror
Tryna climb out my dilemmas
In the land of splendor, glamor, and some damaged women
Strappin' up, strappin' up, can't do no gamblin' with 'em
Shootin' high percentage, I been changin' my agenda
Finally came up out my shell, I ain't have no Master Splinter
Became the Top Chef, this another classic dinner
I fell down, came back, now that's a natural winner
Never could I pretend, nor ever would I surrender, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ayy-yee-yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah)
Ooh-ah (Ooh-ah)
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ayy-yeah-yeah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ooh
Look, I been speakin' for the misguided sons and the dead fathers
As I walk through the shadow of death, where we tread waters
Paint pictures of the stories forgotten, them dead authors
His blood gettin' mixed with that paint, so we dead artists
He told me, "Nigga, you better slide", you ain't said nada
Them niggas took my nigga, so **** it, this lead karma
Struggle to pull the trigger as I did the tears fallin'
'Cause I know I let my mama down, she done raised all us
She gave up everything she had to keep our road straight
We ain't even have no room to have our own space
Look I gave everything I have to make my own way
And in three seconds I made a decision to let this clip off
This ain't even related, just some shit I had to get off
Repetition how we make decisions
'Cause my brother doin' life, and the judge done told him he would never get off
The struggle like hand me downs, nigga one size fits all
Woke up sweatin', panic with deep and breathin'
Goin' through deep depression, wonderin' why I chose to live
And the way with my freedom indecisive, it's on the fence
When I been blessed with rappin', no wonder they call it gifts
Got up from that bed, picked up the phone like, "What I missed?"
Got a call from some Dreamers, said that they was out for revenge
Excited then I thought about it, and started crying 'cause a year ago my cousin was killed searchin' for his, yeah
