Sugar Ray 创作者：
Richard Pryor

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Verse 1
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Fightin' was cool.
Old men like my father and them didn't fight and shit, but they'd always
be talkin' about fights.
Em Em 
 
Like in the barbershop, they'd talk about
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Kid
Gavilan,
Sadly
Sadler.
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And my father'd read the almanac
and wait for somebody to make a mistake.
E E 
 
19 what?
Huh? 1925, my ass!
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Shit, nigga, you wasn't even
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born when it happened!
E E 
 
1932!
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Ooh, 1925, niggas don't even know what they're talking about,
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man.
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They fought 55 rounds.
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I got it in book, nigga, I'll show you.
E E 
 
You got your car here, nigga, follow me.
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There was always one name in boxing you could bring up,
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fuck everybody up, right in your head.
E E 
 
But what if he'd have fought
Sugar
Ray
Robbins?
No shit.
Oh, ooh, you don't fuck with the sugar.
Woo, man that sugar fight so good
make your dick hard.
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Sugar getting
the mother fucker's ass.
E E 
 
That's
Jake
LaMotta.
He fought
Jake
LaMotta,
Jake didn't fall.
D D 
 
That's
Jake,
Jake.
E E 
 
I didn't fall.
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How can you fall,
E E 
 
25 ,000 whiteys holding you up?
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F#m F#m 
 
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Oh, I wish I could, man.
Good boxing, serious.