Misdirected Hostility

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311《Misdirected Hostility》吉他谱:共 4 条音轨(miT、Chad Sexton、P-nut、Nick Hexum),60 小节,时长约 2 分 32 秒,GP5 格式,支持在线播放与打印。

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311的五名成员都是成长于70年代内布拉斯加州的Omaha，Nick Hexum,Tim Mahoney和Chad Sexton都住在小镇的西面，都在Westside高中读书。P-Nut和SA Martinez住在小镇的南面，是在Bryan高中里的同学。高中里Nick和Tim一起组了摇滚乐队叫“The Ed's”。Nick还和Chad一起参加了学校的爵士乐队。17岁时，Nick早早地就从学校毕业了，为了追求自己的音乐事业搬到了洛杉矶市中心。当Chad和Tim从学校毕业后他也回到了Omaha——音乐总能把这三个人牢牢聚合在一起。之后他们很快找来了一个键盘手名叫Ward Bones并成立了“Unity”乐队。1988年末Nick,Chad和Ward一起去了洛杉矶，他们很快得到了唱片公司的录音合同，并借此人气一度彪升。　　但对洛杉矶的音乐情势有了更加深刻的认识之后，Chad回到了Omaha，…

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Now I'm not the type to just act like I know

Putting on an angle, putting on a show

Speaking on nothing makes you a stunt

I'll tell you right here yo I won't front

I cross the Ts and skip non-legitimacies, or else please

I cannot handle all the negative vibe merchants

Is that all you have in you, per chance?

So much angst and pain it's so whack

You should take a tip from the one Frank Black

Play some Pachinko, play some Parcheesi

'Cause all the angst shit is just cheesy

It's a 311 bliss, too smooth for pissed

Lyrics talking loud again, yeah, we are the party men

Cosmetics that you fretted, we sport the high aesthetic

Here go, rap kicking the dazzled crazy mathematic

I am what I am, mix some old school jams

On to tape 'cause the party's in the crates I scan

Step into the realm, what you gonna do

Give the party people something funky to listen to

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got

Bodyrock pop and lock, here's an example

Boulevard chrome beats always amping your temple

Punks get got in the age of hip hop

It's just begun like stolen bikes on the blacktop

Born to sing a lyric immaculately concepted

No strain in your game if your game is respected

Drown out the hatred with a rhyme, an electric guitar

Dispatched when rap shattered the glass of radio access

May we turn some soul on their rhythmless dances

You know the time and they'll know the scoop

They'll say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap group

Your rhymes have been outmoded

Your rhymes have been outmoded

Your rhymes have been outmoded

Your rhymes have been outmoded

Your rhymes have been outmoded

So just quit your bellyaching

You're saying that your tortured

Give me a fucking break

And maybe take out the source of your despairing

What do I mean, kick the fucking heroin!

I speak from experience

Because I didn't see clearly once, acting like a dunce

In 1989 I was cocaine and Jim Beam

But now it's '95 and I'm ginseng

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got...