翻訳: 戦士ドリーム. デイインデイアウト.
(feat. GangStarr) [Chorus] the life you is walking through such a bitch day in to day out the same old thing kid [Verse 1: Spek] bring me to the end
Krayzie Bone and the bone with my mighty, mighty warriors With my mighty, mighty warriors 'Cause this is all real, what you see I said, it's all real
The place lays phased like a warrior slayed Engraved into the space with his sword still raised Layers of charcoal sprayed through hallways Praise relays
workin' it It's a promise not a threat Go and get what we set out To do in the first place Divide and conquer With the intensity of earthquake [Mad Child] Demonize day dream
I'd see the day they tried to send you [Incomprehensible] Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know It takes a lot to walk a day in the
Mexicans? Black love brown pride and the sets again Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY
Don't think so, you know my M-O Beretta 9, black Rambo Big guns, extra ammo Plus, heavy artillery, D-stream me and military Killarmy A-rabs, out for your
world that you transform' The people were delighted Coming forth to claim their prize They ran to build their cities And converse among the wise But one day
Dream Warriors Intro... Beres Did I wake you too sudden baby Did I take you out of your slumber Did I disturb your sweetest dreams It's just a lovers
secret we all have This truth is growing And as a warrior I have to fight I can already feel The love I'll discover I had this dream, our planet surviving
legs of galloping cavalry Resting their dreams in the shade of the apple trees Toy soldiers drunk on warm lemonade And the children dream of glory and
[Verse 1] Night Blows, Stoves don't work, Hoes at work A warrior, so I wear 'em on my shirt Wish I was free as Che was,I spend a day buzzed Trippin on
set 3 pounds 7 And her man said, "One move ya dead" Dunk out their pockets, as if I had a shovel Movin' on the double, 'cause we ain't tryin' to see trouble Dreaming
20's of clips at a time Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah Hang out
life he dreamed of Give him a bottle It might ease his pain Sunday evening death wish Tomorrow it begins again HeA's a Monday Warrior HeA's a sold out
Hear me I'm the story teller of knights and warriors I know many tales "Their joyces and cries" Around the fire, in the redening light "I'll sing my song
