Представляем точный текст композиции "4:30 AM" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Atmosphere . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «4:30 AM» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Atmosphere передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Atmosphere - "4:30 AM"
Lyrics to 4:30 AM : (Anonymous) Why dont you get the fuck back to your seat cuz I dont like you! (Slug) Hey Spawn tell me a joke Hahahahaha Hey yo Spawn, what you doing' Hahahaha! (Slug) I sever heads just to sharpen my skills Zoom in on braids like a John Carpenter kills Surprise, thats the element, your confidence is delicate Never recuperates, I leave your mutant sell of it Break the victim down to a jelly consistency The brain twisted spits, now tell me who gets with me I felt they were listening and the smell of fear amps me Sweet tooth, room full of candy wrappers, I get antsy Mission activated, attention captivated Vocals ring bring the so-called king unstages assassinated Youre nice, where you from' Thats the question I ask Distraction got struck pull their heart out their ass To blast this nuclear, when the crew appears So sheek shelter, the only helpful advice Is that you should steer clear of the exits I take reps and make messes Broken, when the spot closes were off to breakfast Invested breath, skills, adrenaline Refill the guth into my hut to build with the pentagon From Henipen to Lexington the first section conquered Laid seeds in the soil, preeped to props and onem''' (Spawn) Its 4:30 AM, do you know where your heads at' Its 4:30 AM, do you know where your heads at' Its 4:30 AM, do you know where your heads at' Its 4:30 AM, do you know where your heads at' (Slug) Cant expect everyone to see shit the way I see it Cant expect anyone to be dope the way I be it So be it, atmospherly stew like sunbeams To snap you like a bungee when the Sayers takes the country Hungry, and this emptyness makes me grumpy Take an emcee, stuff him between some bread cheese and lunch me Its just a snack, rely on Ant to thrust a track Into the mind as I slip behind the whack and crush his back Must react, if we dont we have no work So I stomp them, let a steam remove remains upon the astroturf Now whos eager' To be made a believer' It wakes the dead when I shake a rivals head until his teeth hurt Need jerk, when I yank your brain into a beaver And melt the weak channels in your receiver You need to keep your beaver in your pants Fuck your leisure and your plans I wear a Van Halen T-shirt Bust a stance and crush your plans Its all inside the flows balance, we figure well Your style has the personality of a speak'''' You need development to reach the plateau Im at So take a fat step back so I dont mistake you as a bat (Spawn) Its 4:30 AM, do you know where your heads at' Its 4:30 AM, do you know where your heads at' Its 4:30 AM, do you know where your heads at' Its 4:30 AM, do you know where your heads at' [ 4:30 AM Lyrics ]
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