Friday, July 17, 2009
The Bar Exam
Artist: Nas featuring Lauryn Hill
Track: If I Rule the World
Album: It Was Written
Yo, it'll be paradise life relaxin' Black, Latino and Anglo-Saxon
Armani Exchange to Range
Cash, Lost Tribe of Shabazz, free at last
Brand new whips to crash then we laugh in the iller path
The Villa house is for the crew, how we do
Trees for breakfast, dime sexes and Benz stretches
So many years of depression make me vision
The better livin', type of place to raise kids in
Open they eyes to the lies history's told foul
But I'm as wise as the old owl, plus the Gold Child
Seeing things like I was controlling, click rollin'
Trickin' six digits on kicks and still holdin'
Trips to Paris, I civilized every savage
Gimme one shot I turn trife life to lavish
Political prisoner set free, stress free
No work release purple M3's and jet skis
Feel the wind breeze in West Indies
I make Coretta Scott-King mayor the cities and reverse fiends to Willies
It sounds foul but every girl I meet to go downtown
I'd open every cell in Attica send 'em to Africa
Labels:
Hype Williams,
Lauryn Hill,
Nas,
Nick J. Sciullo,
The Bar Exam
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"The way to be, paradise like relaxin' Black, Latino and Anglo-Saxon
ReplyDeleteArmani Exchange the reins"
I think the line is:
"YO, IT'LL BE paradise LIFE relaxin' Black, Latino and Anglo-Saxon
Armani Exchange TO RANGE."
Also,
"I make Coretta Scott-King mayor the cities and reverse themes to Willies"
I'm pretty sure the line is:
"I make Coretta Scott-King mayor the cities and reverse FIENDS to Willies"
Thanks for your comments. I think your changes are probably correct. I reported the most common internet transcription of the lyrics.
ReplyDeleteAlthough I did listen to the song five or so times and compared to the transcribed lyrics, I was likely influenced by the lyrics directly in front of me.
Keep up the careful reading. Especially on The Bar Exam posts because we often don't have the luxury of lyrics included in CD jackets anymore.