求被解放的姜戈原声大碟TRINITY (TITOLI)、I GOT A NAME、100 BLACK COFFINS的歌词
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Trinity
by Luis Bacalov
He's the guy who's the talk of the townwith the restless
gun
don't shoot broad out to fool him around
keeps the varmints on the
run, boy
keeps the varmints on the run
You may think he's a sleepy
tired guy
always takes his time
sure I know you'll be changing your
mind
when you've seen him use a gun, boy
when you've seen him use a
gun
He's the top of the West
always cool, he's the best
he keeps
alive with his colt 45
You weren't glad at your fooling him
around
when you've seen him use a gun, boy
when you've seen him use a
gun
He's the top of the West
always cool, he's the best
he keeps
alive with his colt 45
Who's the guy who's riding into town
in the
prairie sun
You weren't glad at your fooling him around
when you've seen
him use a gun, boy
when you've seen him use his gun
I’ve got a name 以父之名伴我同行
Jim Croce
Like the pine trees lining the winding road 象是挺立于蜿蜒公路边的松树
I've got a name; I've got a name 我拥有了名姓 我拥有了名姓
Like the singing bird and the croaking toad 象是歌唱的鸟儿和呱呱直叫的蟾蜍
I've got a name; I've got a name 我拥有了名姓 我拥有了名姓
And I carry it with me like my daddy did 我会象父亲一样永远以此为荣
But I'm living the dream that he kept hid 虽然此刻只我一人在追逐他曾经深埋心底的梦想
Movin' me down the highway 载我前行吧
Rollin' me down the highway 在人生路上驰骋
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by 不要错别生命的任何风景
Like the north wind whistlin' down the sky 如同北风在空中呼啸而过
I've got a song; I've got a song 我学会了歌唱 我学会了歌唱
Like the whippoorwill and the baby's cry 如同夜鹰的鸣叫和婴儿的哭啼
I've got a song; I've got a song 我学会了歌唱 我学会了歌唱
And I carry it with me and I sing it loud 这歌声将永远伴我左右
If it gets me nowhere, I'll go there proud 无论身在何方亦或老无所依 它依然是我的骄傲
Movin' me down the highway 伴我前行吧
Rollin' me down the highway 在人生路上驰骋
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by 不要错别生命的任何风景
And I'm gonna go there free 永远自由自我
Like the fool I am and I'll always be 永远虚心若愚
I've got a dream; I've got a dream 我拥有了梦想 我拥有了梦想
They can change their minds but they can't change me 梦想将永远指引我的方向 决不动摇
I've got a dream; I've got a dream 因此我拥有梦想 因为我拥有梦想
Oh, I know I could share it if you want me to 这梦想 我会毫不吝惜与别人分享
If you're going my way, I'll go with you 如果同道 那就同行吧
Movin' me down the highway 偕手同行吧
Rollin' me down the highway 在人生路上驰骋
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by 不要错别生命的任何风景
100 Black Coffins
演唱者：Rick Ross, 旁白：feat. Jamie Foxx
旁白
"Oh, now you are one lucky nigger"
"You better listen to your boss, white boy"
"Oh, I'mma go walking in the moonlight with you"
"You wanna hold my hand?"
"Hahaha"
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins, oh lord
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, oh lord, black coffins
I need a hundred...
[Rick Ross]
I seen a hundred niggas die
I put that on my life, lord, I wouldn't tell a lie
Unless it had to do with mine, in the middle of the night
Killas coming for your life, all he wanna do is shine
I broke off the chains, only the realest remain
See you praying to Jesus, but will that help ease the pain
Seen a brother get slain, for a job full of change
Yet I post on the block, look like I'm Big Daddy Kane
Is you a cat or a mouse, keep them rats out the house
Battle scars on my back, nigga, tattoos all around
Hundred dead bitches, hundred black coffins
Money on his head, bitch, I'm trynna make a fortune
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins, oh lord
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, oh lord, black coffins
I need a hundred...
[Rick Ross]
I seen a hundred women burn
As they stood firm, treat a nigga like a germ
What did she do to deserve, put me on the farm
Pig's feet in the jar, serve it to me warm
Any questions, they hang 'em, better pray for Django
Got me working in fields, too many years, it get fatal
All I want is my woman, such a wonderful mother
On the days that it rain, her smile bright like a summer
Our revenge is the sweetest, bitch, cuz I'm coming
Got to die in my arms for what you did to my mother
Hundred dead bitches, hundred black coffins
Twelve gauge shotgun, chest full of copper, boom
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins, oh lord
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, oh lord, black coffins
I need a hundred...