Kill him where he stand And stand over him Shake his hand then jump back in That mini van Double back to his block And blam I ain't backing down for nothing I'mma back 'em down like Shaq With this black 2-2-3 in my hand Better pray that this chopper jam Like a radio single man Police radio signals saying That a 187 land On your corner coroners comfort your momma "Momma he's dead" the next morning I toasted up with my homies We drink and smoke m*******a Want us to change our ways Uh-huh You see this game we play come from uncles That raised me in Compton Ask me what I have accomplished I don't know I don't have conscience I just load up and start dumping on enemies; I'm head hunting No sympathy ain't no love When you in these streets just get something Protect ya neck cause they coming for sets Respect split your onion Then chop your deck your head tumbling Like gymnastics
(Cause ignorance is bliss) Now everybody put your hands up high If you don't give a f**k Put your hands up high This the hardest sh*t you've heard From LA this far And I'm this far from a discharge But never will I dish off
We all tryna ball and When I got the rock I'll dish off Until the day I pistol Whip you posers 'til y'all pissed off Then peel off In a hooptie come back and make These niggas wanna shoot me And they b**ches wanna salute me or seduce me Indubitably I'm too street Indubitably I'mma do me Better than your b**ch would But you niggas too weak But just give me 2 weeks And I'm good I'll make an album that'll Put a smile on Malcolm Make Martin Luther tell God I'm the future for Heaven's talent No tarot card reading I'm foreseeing you niggas vanish Not only from the rap game I'm including the planet Cats so watered down clowns can sink Titanic Tie titanium around their neck And watch 'em panic Give me respect dammit Or get damaged Die young corpse identified By your parents Apparently you're a parrot Mocking me and my blueprint
But I won't share it Just make you cop it Then call you a sheriff Stop it I'm hearin' the comments The critics are calling me conscious But truthfully Every shooter be callin' me Compton So truthfully Only calling me Kweli and Common
Proves that ignorance is bliss
And this still the hardest Sh*t you've heard from LA this far And I'm this far From a discharge but never will I dish off This my world I grab the universe then play kickball And they wonder Why these California earthquakes hit so hard
I'm So-Cal you so-called rappers need to go call Ghostbusters to shoot busters I'm Casper When I go off I show up to show out and show off You a hundred percent behind me And if you hard then wreck your car And walk up to my crime scene I remember being 17 wishing Someone would sign me Now the only way These labels get me back is When they rewind me Backin' down bargains
Backin' down b**ches We gon' flip her once she off That blue dolphin you gon' tip her
Cause ignorance is bliss
And Willie B I'm a fool on your beats I bleed out the speaker As the speaker that spoke When they didn't speak
คำถามที่พบบ่อย
ท่อนฮุก ของเพลง Ignorance Is Bliss คืออะไร ?
And Willie B I'm a fool on your beats I bleed out the speaker As the speaker that spoke When they didn't speak
