The Furious Five

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five(大师弗莱反十什和愤怒五人组)对于刚接触饶舌音乐笑的人来说也许有来自些陌生，但是他们对饶舌音乐的影响，不是一两句话说的清楚的。1982 年，当 Grandmaster Flash 校益斤被剧花什和 The Furious Five 发行了专辑《 The Message 》(教训)以后，说唱音乐已经360百科建立了自己的风格和体系，那就是把三角洲城市布鲁斯、 R&B 、灵魂乐、 烟亚领战段赶FUNK 音乐跟迪士高混合在一起

• 中文名 愤怒五人组
• 外文名 the Furious Five

简介

来自　　《 The Message 》被认为是黑人说唱里程碑式的作品，我们可以和当下的RAP比较，虽然没有那么炫，但基本元素都已经具备了，并且第一次将对尖锐的社会问题的360百科争论引入了说唱音乐。那个时候，没人意识到十几年后说唱乐居然统治了乐坛，对当代音乐热任产生了深刻的影响。

　　通过对拓展看起来很年轻的说唱音乐和歌词的氛围，《The Message 》打开了一扇通往崭新的表达方式的大互吗深特急赵画阿探游门。另一方面，它给了人们用低成本做音乐的希望和可能:几支七维麦克风、一台打碟机、几张黑胶唱片，就是玩说都专唱音乐的基本配置建随策还态元我迫鲁了。于是只要你是个有话要说的人，并且能措调张挥怕晚找到一个会在唱机上打碟的 DJ ，那么你就可以玩说烧岩测治跟需唱音乐了。

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　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes 歌庆界造土me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　Broken glass everywher察达胡究是环坏运e

　　People pissin' on the stairs, you know they just don't care

　　I can't take the smell, can冷问兰另参连井't take the n正前田使oise

　　Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice

　　Rats in the front room, roaches in the back

　　Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat

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　　'cuz a man with a tow truck 而刑娘宣何各repossessed my car

　　Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge

　　I'm t担依预无rying not to lose my head

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　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I kee体送析特井磁p from goin' und他er

　　Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window

　　Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes bl在井鸡干振水否概练难ow

　　Crazy lady, livin' in a bag

　　Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag

　　Said she'll dance the tango, skip the light fandango

　　A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses

　　Down at the peep show watchin' all the creeps

　　So she can tell her stories to the girls back home

　　She went to the city and got social security

　　She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own

　　Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge

　　I'm trying not to lose my head

　　Uh huh ha ha ha

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　My brother's doin' bad, stole my mother's TV

　　Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy

　　"All My Children" in the daytime, "Dallas" at night

　　Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight

　　The bill collectors, they ring my phone

　　and scare my wife when I'm not home

　　Got a bum education, double-digit inflation

　　Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station

　　Neon King Kong standin' on my back

　　Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac

　　A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane

　　Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane

　　I swear I might hijack a plane!

　　Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge

　　I'm trying not to lose my head

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school

　　'cuz the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool

　　And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper

　　if I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper

　　Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet

　　Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps

　　'cuz it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny

　　You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey

　　They pushed that girl in front of the train

　　Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again

　　Stabbed that man right in his heart

　　Gave him a transplant for a brand new start

　　I can't walk through the park 'cuz it's crazy after dark

　　Keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run

　　I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw

　　Hear them say "You want some more?"

　　Livin' on a see-saw

　　Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge

　　I'm trying not to lose my head

　　Say what?

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

　　A child is born with no state of mind

　　Blind to the ways of mankind

　　God is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too

　　Because only God knows what you'll go through

　　You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate

　　And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate

　　The places you play and where you stay

　　Looks like one great big alleyway

　　You'll admire all the number-book takers

　　Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers

　　Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens

　　And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh

　　Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers

　　Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers

　　You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool

　　But then you wind up droppin' outta high school

　　Now you're unemployed, all non-void

　　Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd

　　Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did

　　Got sent up for a eight-year bid

　　Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag

　　Spend the next two years as a undercover fag

　　Bein' used and abused to serve like hell

　　'til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell

　　It was plain to see that your life was lost

　　You was cold and your body swung back and forth

　　But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song

　　Of how you lived so fast and died so young so...

　　Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge

　　I'm trying not to lose my head

　　Uh huh huh huh huh

　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

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　　It's like a jungle sometimes

　　It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

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