以下は,カニエの妻であるキム・カーダシアン(Kim Kardashian)がカリフォルニア州の皆さんに「STAY HOME」の重要性についてメッセージを伝えている動画です。この動画は,カリフォルニア州知事=ギャビン・ニューサム(Gavin Newsom)が #StayHome のPSA(お手本)としても流しました。「Stay home and save lives.(おうちにいて,命を守りましょう。)」
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
In this manila envelope, the results of my insanity
Quack said I crossed the line ‘tween real life and fantasy
Can it be the same one on covers with Warren Buffett?
Was ducking the undercovers, was warring with muh’fuckers
Went from warring to Warren, undercovers to covers
If you believe in that sort of luck, your screws need adjusting
In the world of no justice and black ladies on the back of buses
I’m the immaculate conception of rappers-slash-hustlers
My God, it’s so hard to conceive
But it all falls perfect, I’m like autumn is to trees
Aw, the doc interrupted
He scribbled a prescription for some Prozac, he said, “Take that for your mustard
Boy, you must be off your rocker
If you think you’ll make it off the strip before they ‘Pac ya
Nigga, you gotta be psychotic or mixing something potent with your vodka
It takes a lot to shock us but you being so prosperous is preposterous
How could this nappy-headed boy from out the projects
Be the apple of America’s obsession?
You totally disconnected with reality, don’t believe in dreams
Since when did black men become kings?”
[Verse 1: Jay Electronica]
In the land before time
A land before altar boys, synagogues, and shrines, man was in his prime
Look how far I go in time just to start a rhyme
The method is sublime, you get blessed with every line
I’m in touch with every shrine from Japan to Oaxaca
The melanated carbon-dated phantom of the chakras
Me and Puff, we was chilling in Miami
He said, “Nigga, fuck the underground, you need to win a Grammy
For your mama and your family, they need to see you shined up
You built a mighty high ladder, let me see you climb up
Nigga, what you scared of?
Terrorize these artificial rap niggas and spread love, pollinate they earbuds
Like you supposed to, spit it for the culture
Pay no attention to the critics and the vultures
They rather have a shot of Belvy just to spite you
They casting judgments ’cause they feel they got the right to
Fuck ’em, I let the dice roll like The Father did
I gotta shine, it’s in my blood, I’m a Harlem kid
I treat my babies right, treat my ladies ladylike
Hit them with a remix to make sure that they play me twice
I thought you said, “It’s the return of the black kings
Luxurious homes, fur coats, and fat chains”
You could catch me bummy as fuck or decked out in designer
On I-10 West to the desert, on a Diavel like a recliner
Listen to everything from a lecture
From the honorable minister Louis Farrakhan
To Serge Gainsbourg or Madonna or a podcast on piranhas
[Refrain]
I lift my hands in total praise
Amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen (Hallelujah, the Lord Jesus)
Amen (Come on altos, sing your song)
Amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen, amen (Come on all the tenors, come on, sing your song to the king)
Amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen, amen (This soul)
Amen, amen (My deliverance is soul, my healing is soul)
Amen, amen (Shall be done)
Amen, amen (Sing it to me, sing!)
Amen, amen
Amen, amen
[Verse 1]
Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down (Ooh-ooh)
Oh, Lord (Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down)
Oh, you’ve been (Building your kingdom)
All over (All over this land), and that’s all right
Satan, hey (Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down), yeah
[Verse 2]
The mothers are gonna pray your kingdom down (Ooh-ooh)
Any mothers out there, prayin’? I heard the mothers
Mothers are gonna pray your kingdom down (Pray your kingdom down)
Yeah, you’ve been (Building your kingdom), hey, all over
All over this land (And see, that’s alright)
‘Cause Satan, hey (Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down) down
[Verse 3]
One more thing I heard
See, I heard the preachers are gonna preach your kingdom down (Ooh-ooh)
Oh, Lord, the preachers
Preachers, they’re gonna preach your kingdom down (Oh, they’re gonna call the preachers)
Yeah, yeah, you’ve been (Building your kingdom), hey, yeah, ohh
All over this land (And, see, that’s all right)
Satan, yeah (Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down)
We’re gonna tear it down, hmm
[Verse 4]
See Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down (Ooh-ooh)
This is your last one, Satan
Satan (Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down), we’re gonna, we’re gonna, yeah, yeah
You’ve been (Building your kingdom)
Yeah, yeah, all over (All over this land), hey, that’s alright, that’s alright
Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down (Satan, tear your, we’re gonna tear it down, yeah, hey, yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down (Satan, we’re gonna tear it down, tear it down, tear it down, tear it down)
Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down (Tear, hey, we’re not here to play with you, not here to play with you)
Satan, we’re gonna tear your kingdom down (Satan, tear your kingdom down, yeah, yeah)
[Refrain]
Woke up today feeling Godly
Glad to be part of God’s body
Lord, you’re welcome en mi casa
Heaven’s gon’ be one big ol’ party
Thankful for all we’ve been given
You always take care of Your children
Every single moment we lift Him up
All of God’s people stay winnin’
[Chorus]
Oh, we knew life would be alright
But who could have known it’d be this good?
Oh, Lord
It gets better, better, better, better
Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you paradise
[Refrain]
Woke up today feeling Godly
Glad to be part of God’s body
Lord, you’re welcome en mi casa
Heaven’s gon’ be one big ol’ party
Thankful for all we’ve been given
You always take care of Your children
Every single moment we lift Him up
All of God’s people stay winnin’
[Chorus]
Oh, we knew life would be alright
But who could have known it’d be this good?
Oh, Lord
It gets better, better, better, better
Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you paradise
Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you paradise
Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you paradise
[Refrain]
Woke up today feeling Godly
Glad to be part of God’s body
Lord, you’re welcome en mi casa
Heaven’s gon’ be one big ol’ party
Thankful for all we’ve been given
You always take care of Your children
Every single moment we lift Him up
All of God’s people stay winnin’
[Chorus]
Oh, we knew life would be alright
But who could have known it’d be this good?
Oh, Lord
It gets better, better, better, better
Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you paradise
Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you paradise
Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you paradise
It’s the return of the Mahdi, it’s the return of the Akhis
It’s the return of the lost and found tribe of Shabazz, the Annunakis
It’s the return of Mr. Shakur spittin’ out phlegm at paparazzi
That’s my new style
When I lay down in my bed it’s like my head in the vice
When I look inside the mirror all I see is flaws
When I look inside the mirror all I see is Mars
In the wee hours of night, tryna squeeze out bars
Bismillah, just so y’all could pick me apart?