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アーティスト：Sir Mix-A-Lot  アルバム：What's Real  作詞：Unknown  作曲：RAY ANTHONY L/SIR MIX A LOT 

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[Verse 1 - Sir Mix-A-Lot] 1977 was a no cocaine in my hood-ject The brothers was stuck on Chuck without a mind set I got tired of watchin "Good Times"feelin like J.J., I'm standin in the food bank line My momma was ridin on the bus tryna get to work Early in the morn', it's cold and her knees hurt She got a .38 sittin in her purse Cause my moms was the King County Jail nurse So how in the hell could you tell Mix That I never lived this, when you was just a snotty nose age six Young buck, just graduateAnd your lyin when you say your street educated Cause I'ma veteran boy and you's a new booty So stop frontin to your friends like you knew me Cause you don't and you never did, kid So FUCK your respect and the shit you claim ya did To all ya real, when ya claimin ya gang bang Doin everythin to gain fame and get yourself a name But I done seen my homies gettin smoked over dice games When you was still at home doin nice things Back in the days of turtle wax on Cadillacs Life to a brother was hoes and macks I had to come up some way Pimp daddies and ex-Black Panthers used to school me Why moms was puttin in eight to twelve I was in the hood gettin schooled on makin mail I can't let my moms die a poor black sister Gotta make her richer So tell me what's real, partner [Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Da-da-da-down for mine) (You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?) So what's real fool? (Da-da-da-down for mine) (You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?) [Verse 2 - Sir Mix-A-Lot] Back when MLK Way was Empire Way I was stuck on broke, but I used to hear pimps say Better get what you can get before you get got Come up and snatch yours and buy yourself a nice spot And that's stuck in my head 'til this day G So I apply pimp game to life you see But I ain't beatin on my sister in the streets I'ma focus on my real enemy, yeah So if I'm pimpin, then who's my hoeys In D.C. livin in a big white house bro Changes his name every four years Mr. Carter caught me slippin, but Reagan wasn't gettin his I never wanted a hand out young Jake I never got jealous over how much a brother makes So I was on my own, no love in the school zone No blacks in the books, so I'm gone And now the only color that I love is green see Cause my history books never taught me about me



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