《Nobody Is Smiling》是Common 、Malik Yusef演唱的歌曲，由Lonnie Lynn,Malik Yusef Jones,Ricky Walters,Douglas Davis,Ernest Wilson作詞作曲，收錄於《Nobody's Smiling》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Nobody Is Smiling
- 所屬專輯：Nobody's Smiling
- 歌曲原唱：Common 、Malik Yusef
- 歌曲語言：英語
歌曲歌詞
I'm from Chicago nobody s smiling
Niggaz wyling on Stoney Island
Where the chief and the president come from
Pop out pop pills pop guns
On the deck when the ops come
Pop some ops run
This ain t a game nigga ain't no options
Niggaz sellin on the block like an auction
Dig into my pockets see a profit
Where the money and the bitches is where the gods is
Godfathers in the lodges at the spot
Holdin money like a hostage
She went ostrich from the projects with posture
I draw with the goddess like an artist
Gettin paper with no margins money gods
I do it for Hadiya and Trayvon Martin yo
In the Chi ain't a damn thing funny
Thinkin of ways to get money
Drive down Lake Shore schemin how to make more
If we ain't eatin together what is this cake for
Ain't nobody givin it that's what we take for
Niggaz is broke what I need a break for
Glaciers of ice lasers and lice
Let the chains glow heavy we paid for 'em twice
Made for the life ball out like we out of bounds
Bars and guns niggaz got a lot of rounds
Trippin like you from out of town
The fo'-pound'll leave you on the ground without a sound
Ain't no fathers 'round +Sons of Anarchy+
Fightin attempts trafficking and grand larceny
At the party with the thots with the extra body
I'm in the inner city it's an out-of-body experience
Face on T-shirts with no hashtags
Just big-ass trash bags tagged hash
Out here shit been trill
Fake-ass gangster quick to take a fag s cash
Five versus six Star Wars
No stickers real bullet holes in car doors
Out of ten people that was shot 7 ate 9's
Two trey 8's and one fo'-fives
Tryna get to two-threes the numbers game
Then here come the fame but they won't say no names
Are these celebrities way too shy to be loyal to the town
I take my publishing check and spread my royalties around
Popes bishops disciples stones
Counts princes lords queens and kings
They drillin on my land but ain't no oil to be found
I might be part of the problem
I guess they just tryna prove they can back that shit up
Most of them can't e'en moonwalk
My lil' cousin Bump J don't know what he did when he introduced that goon talk
Is there a Scarface castin at the crib I don't know about
So many shortys have tried out for the role
That's why he slide out and ride out with the pole
Now I see how my daddy felt the dark day he discovered
that black power didn't keep the lights on
Right on the dearly departed still rappin to you
Lookin for some yellow white red black brown flesh to write on
How long will they mourn me after I'm out of mind out of sight gone
A crash a head-on collision affects both riders the most
good Music in the building
Yeah we got ghost writers they just actually ghosts
