Gangsta's Paradise (Remix) - My Academic Swagger - K!nder/Ghost Brand - K!nder.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : K!nder/Ghost Brand - K!nder
[00:01.000] 作曲 : K!nder/Ghost Brand - K!nder
[00:02.000] 编曲 : K!nder/Ghost Brand - K!nder
[00:03.155]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[00:24.095]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[00:30.306]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[00:36.175]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[00:42.245]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[00:47.872]They see the chain, think I’m slingin’ on the corner
[00:50.727]But my flow’s built on equations, not a nine in the holster
[00:54.082]Got a mic instead of a glock, books over blocks
[00:57.173]They say “You’re a thug” but my thesis on quantum’s gettin’ props
[01:00.423]They call me gangsta ‘cause my beats go hard
[01:03.295]But my grind’s in the lab, synthesizin’ formulas after dark
[01:05.602]Drillin’ rhythms like I drill data sets
[01:07.230]While they bang on the block, I’m bangin’ out peer-reviewed abstracts
[01:10.517]Yo, the hood’s tryna claim me, but my turf’s the library
[01:13.542]Stackin’ knowledge like bricks, no need for a mandatory
[01:16.547]Flow so raw, they think I’m sellin’ dope on the avenue
[01:19.021]But I’m sellin’ concepts, PhD dreams in the review
[01:22.423]Ain’t no drive-bys, just drive to the podium
[01:25.102]Spittin’ bars that’ll make Newton and Einstein nod in slow motion
[01:28.901]They say “You’re too hood to be so smart”
[01:31.202]But I’m mixin’ metaphors with matrices, that’s my art
[01:34.613]Living in the gangsta’s paradise
[01:35.779]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[01:42.259]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[01:48.145]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[01:54.106]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[01:59.854]Clip in my pen, not a glock, word to the wise
[02:02.868]They think I’m slidin’ through the projects, but I slide through syllabi at night
[02:07.163]Sample beats and sample data, double the game
[02:09.591]While they flex with firearms, I flex with citations in my name
[02:13.295]Lab coat on under the hoodie, that’s my disguise
[02:16.445]Poppin’ bottles of reagents, not Patron on the rise
[02:19.489]Ain’t no beef, just peer pressure in the academic field
[02:22.279]But my verses hit harder than a grant proposal sealed
[02:24.706]They see the tattoos, think I’m reppin’ a set
[02:26.956]But each ink’s a formula, periodic table on my neck
[02:29.683]Flow so sick, they call the paramedics
[02:31.370]But I’m just cookin’ up theories,
[02:32.679]Professors say “Son, you’re wasted on the mic”
[02:36.130]But I’m stackin’ degrees like I stack tracks on a mixtape
[02:38.877]Gangsta? Nah, I’m just gangin’ on equations
[02:41.382]While they front in the streets, I’m frontin’ at conferences, rockin’ the nation
[02:44.979]Accepted manuscript causes progression with the article payment
[02:48.081]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[02:54.374]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[03:00.144]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[03:06.017]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[03:11.701]This ain’t Compton, it’s Cambridge, but my flow’s still lethal
[03:14.985]They expect me to rep a hood, but I rep my thesis title
[03:18.405]40s in the fridge? Nah, 40 hours in the lab
[03:21.896]While they stunt with rims, I’m stuntin’ with published graphs
[03:25.074]Microphone in one hand, pipette in the other
[03:27.770]They say “You can’t be both” but I’m breakin’ that mother****er
[03:30.863]Ain’t no gang signs, just signin’ journals with my name
[03:33.663]Grindin’ like a gangsta, but my game is academic fame
[03:36.044]Haters say “He’s frontin’, he ain’t about that life”
[03:39.421]But my life’s about variables and logarithmic hypes
[03:41.655]Drop a verse that’ll make the dean lose his mind
[03:44.279]While they bang in the hood, I’m bangin’ out equations, that’s my kind
[03:47.910]This paradise ain’t paved with gold or thuggin’ tales
[03:51.342]It’s beakers, books, and beats that make the crowd go wild
[03:54.244]I’m no gangsta, just a scholar with a mic
[03:55.763]But when I spit, the whole world knows my academic swag is tight
[03:58.981]To live in the paradise
[03:59.958]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[04:06.112]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[04:12.112]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[04:18.360]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[04:23.588]Tell me why are we so blind to see
[04:29.700]That the ones we hurt are you and me
[04:36.041]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
[04:41.935]Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise

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作词 : K!nder/Ghost Brand - K!nder
作曲 : K!nder/Ghost Brand - K!nder
编曲 : K!nder/Ghost Brand - K!nder
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
They see the chain, think I’m slingin’ on the corner
But my flow’s built on equations, not a nine in the holster
Got a mic instead of a glock, books over blocks
They say “You’re a thug” but my thesis on quantum’s gettin’ props
They call me gangsta ‘cause my beats go hard
But my grind’s in the lab, synthesizin’ formulas after dark
Drillin’ rhythms like I drill data sets
While they bang on the block, I’m bangin’ out peer-reviewed abstracts
Yo, the hood’s tryna claim me, but my turf’s the library
Stackin’ knowledge like bricks, no need for a mandatory
Flow so raw, they think I’m sellin’ dope on the avenue
But I’m sellin’ concepts, PhD dreams in the review
Ain’t no drive-bys, just drive to the podium
Spittin’ bars that’ll make Newton and Einstein nod in slow motion
They say “You’re too hood to be so smart”
But I’m mixin’ metaphors with matrices, that’s my art
Living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Clip in my pen, not a glock, word to the wise
They think I’m slidin’ through the projects, but I slide through syllabi at night
Sample beats and sample data, double the game
While they flex with firearms, I flex with citations in my name
Lab coat on under the hoodie, that’s my disguise
Poppin’ bottles of reagents, not Patron on the rise
Ain’t no beef, just peer pressure in the academic field
But my verses hit harder than a grant proposal sealed
They see the tattoos, think I’m reppin’ a set
But each ink’s a formula, periodic table on my neck
Flow so sick, they call the paramedics
But I’m just cookin’ up theories,
Professors say “Son, you’re wasted on the mic”
But I’m stackin’ degrees like I stack tracks on a mixtape
Gangsta? Nah, I’m just gangin’ on equations
While they front in the streets, I’m frontin’ at conferences, rockin’ the nation
Accepted manuscript causes progression with the article payment
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
This ain’t Compton, it’s Cambridge, but my flow’s still lethal
They expect me to rep a hood, but I rep my thesis title
40s in the fridge? Nah, 40 hours in the lab
While they stunt with rims, I’m stuntin’ with published graphs
Microphone in one hand, pipette in the other
They say “You can’t be both” but I’m breakin’ that mother****er
Ain’t no gang signs, just signin’ journals with my name
Grindin’ like a gangsta, but my game is academic fame
Haters say “He’s frontin’, he ain’t about that life”
But my life’s about variables and logarithmic hypes
Drop a verse that’ll make the dean lose his mind
While they bang in the hood, I’m bangin’ out equations, that’s my kind
This paradise ain’t paved with gold or thuggin’ tales
It’s beakers, books, and beats that make the crowd go wild
I’m no gangsta, just a scholar with a mic
But when I spit, the whole world knows my academic swag is tight
To live in the paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise