作词 : Jose Cid/No I.D./TóZé Brito/Shawn Carter/Terius Nash 作曲 : Jose Cid/No I.D./TóZé Brito/Shawn Carter/Terius Nash Yeah Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant the livest one Representing BK to the fullest Bastards ducking When Hov be buckin' chicken-heads be cluckin', uh Back when ratchet was a ratchet And a vixen was a vixen And Jam Master Jay was alive I was mixing Cookin' coke in the kitchen Back when Rodman was a Piston Mike was losin' to Isiah But he soon would get his sixth one Gave birth to my verbal imagination Assume a virtue if you have not Or better yet here's a verse from Hamlet "Lord, we know who we are Yet we know not what we may be" So maybe I'm the one or maybe I'm crazy I'm from Marcy Houses Where the boys die by the thousand Back when Pam was on Martin yeah That's where it all started When Denzel was blottin' carpet I'll pack a nine millimeter When Slick Rick made Mona Lisa When Lisa Bonet was Beyoncé of her day I had divas, y'all Think I just popped up in this ***** like a fetus Nah Pregnant pause, give you some second thoughts There's room on the bandwagon, don't abort Marcy me Marcy me Streets is my artery, the vein of my existence I'm the Gotham City heartbeat I started in lobbies now, parley with Saudis Summer Sufi to the goofies, I could probably speak Farsi That's poetry, read a coca leaf from my past Came through the bushes smelling like roses I need a trophy just for that Old Brooklyn, not this new ***t ***ft feel like a spoof Fat laces in your shoe I'm talkin' bustin' off the roof Hold a Uzi vertical, let the thing smoke Y'all flirtin' with death I be winkin' through the scope Shout out to all the murderers turned murals Plural **** the Federal Bureau Shout out to Nostrand Ave., Flu***ng Ave., Myrtle All the County of kings, may your ground stay fertile Shout out to Big Poppa, Daddy Kane, heroes Thus concludin' my concerto, Marcy me Must be in the air Oh, can't walk away, I know, I know Just the way I was raised I know, I know, I know Oh Marcy, Marcy me just the way I am always gonna be I ain't gonna change, no Marcy, Marcy me just the way I am I ain't gonna change, no I ain't gonna change no no no no(Como hás nome, cavaleiro) You couldn't change me if I want it too(Eu hei nome Todo o Mundo) You couldn't change me if I want it too(E meu tempo) I'mma take this with me to the moon
[00:00.000] 作词 : Jose Cid/No I.D./TóZé Brito/Shawn Carter/Terius Nash [00:00.505] 作曲 : Jose Cid/No I.D./TóZé Brito/Shawn Carter/Terius Nash [00:01.10]Yeah [00:06.00]Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant the livest one [00:09.13]Representing BK to the fullest [00:12.33]Bastards ducking [00:13.34]When Hov be buckin' chicken-heads be cluckin', uh [00:16.70]Back when ratchet was a ratchet [00:18.34]And a vixen was a vixen [00:19.75]And Jam Master Jay was alive I was mixing [00:22.76]Cookin' coke in the kitchen [00:24.20]Back when Rodman was a Piston [00:25.40]Mike was losin' to Isiah [00:26.68]But he soon would get his sixth one [00:28.20]Gave birth to my verbal imagination [00:30.25]Assume a virtue if you have not [00:32.15]Or better yet here's a verse from Hamlet [00:34.12]"Lord, we know who we are [00:35.27]Yet we know not what we may be" [00:36.87]So maybe I'm the one or maybe I'm crazy [00:39.69]I'm from Marcy Houses [00:41.14]Where the boys die by the thousand [00:42.55]Back when Pam was on Martin yeah [00:44.17]That's where it all started [00:45.36]When Denzel was blottin' carpet [00:46.81]I'll pack a nine millimeter [00:49.61]When Slick Rick made Mona Lisa [00:51.04]When Lisa Bonet was Beyoncé of her day [00:53.21]I had divas, y'all [00:54.31]Think I just popped up in this ***** like a fetus [00:56.89]Nah [00:57.43]Pregnant pause, give you some second thoughts [01:00.43]There's room on the bandwagon, don't abort [01:02.62]Marcy me [01:08.90]Marcy me [01:09.87]Streets is my artery, the vein of my existence [01:12.69]I'm the Gotham City heartbeat [01:14.08]I started in lobbies now, parley with Saudis Summer [01:17.47]Sufi to the goofies, I could probably speak Farsi [01:19.85]That's poetry, read a coca leaf from my past [01:22.55]Came through the bushes smelling like roses [01:24.01]I need a trophy just for that [01:25.42]Old Brooklyn, not this new ***t [01:27.15]***ft feel like a spoof [01:28.36]Fat laces in your shoe [01:29.50]I'm talkin' bustin' off the roof [01:31.42]Hold a Uzi vertical, let the thing smoke [01:34.01]Y'all flirtin' with death [01:35.37]I be winkin' through the scope [01:36.74]Shout out to all the murderers turned murals [01:39.96]Plural **** the Federal Bureau [01:42.80]Shout out to Nostrand Ave., Flu***ng Ave., Myrtle [01:45.69]All the County of kings, may your ground stay fertile [01:48.46]Shout out to Big Poppa, Daddy Kane, heroes [01:51.49]Thus concludin' my concerto, Marcy me [01:55.36]Must be in the air [01:58.35]Oh, can't walk away, I know, I know [02:01.76]Just the way I was raised I know, I know, I know [02:05.35]Oh Marcy, Marcy me just the way I am always gonna be [02:15.22]I ain't gonna change, no [02:18.72]Marcy, Marcy me just the way I am [02:26.20]I ain't gonna change, no [02:29.87]I ain't gonna change no no no no(Como hás nome, cavaleiro) [02:39.02]You couldn't change me if I want it too(Eu hei nome Todo o Mundo) [02:43.90]You couldn't change me if I want it too(E meu tempo) [02:47.42]I'mma take this with me to the moon
