Представляем точный текст композиции "Black Cotton" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 2Pac . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Black Cotton» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 2Pac передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
2Pac - "Black Cotton"
Lyrics to Black Cotton : (feat. Eminem, Kastro & Young Noble of the Outlawz) Intro: 2Pac Black Cotton Black Cotton Black Cotton- A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tail Ghetto gospel that is- listen Robbin Black Cotton in Gods eyes Speak Verse One: 2Pac Black Cotton Steady stressin Smith and Wessons count my blessins Class is in session the worst question is the first question Why do we work like slaves sweatin blades to an early grave Never got paid but still we slave (In the nine tre) Answer that then answer this too- Loves gonna get ya you know its true lifes a bitch true You best to backtrack and try to act black and live Not to be phony and positive but why be negative' Whats the matter G' Black cat got your tongue Fat track gotcha sprung now your hung (Do ya feel me') Dum dum diddy is it me' Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets If not peace then at least lets get a piece Im tired of seeing bodies on the streets- deceased Lookin through my highschool yearbook Reminiscin of the tears as the years took One homie, two homie, three homies - POOF We used to have troops but now theres no more youth to shoot God come save the misbegotten Lost ghetto souls of Black Cotton (In Gods eyes) Chorus: Eminem Nobody dont care (No matter how hard I try/Look to the sky/--') Nobody dont care (Seems like my dreams/Drowned in by screams/No answer to my questions) Nobody dont care (Feels like Im pressed/Why do I stress'/Its like Im being tested) Nobody dont care (Seems like my prayers/Vanish to thin air/Please answer my questions) Nobody dont care Kastro: Verse 3 In the belly of the beast Im bubbling up Running out of luck, about to self destruct Old heads say live your life like such Your sure to catch her witcha one day boy I wouldnt listen to em Your power movement was cool But it aint fix nothin So I just go with what i know I dont trust none Look what the 80s did To whats Bebes kids And now we grown up Nobody aint own us yet Young Noble: Verse 4 Black cotton, Im plottin ---' Im workin without a profit They shacklin all my homies Im hurtin but keep the mind '---No idea---' certainly we survive with Outlaw Ridas Whats the reward for a strugala If the lord lovin us then why they hate to see us comin up Runnin up, Gun cocked like nasty gloves If you aint got a penny, mind the glove No love Waitin for my 40 acas and a blunt to blaze Biblicle times good hearts with milita minds Black Cotton - Im hoppin over enemy lines Black Cotton - I aint stoppin till they givin me mine Black Cotton (Chorus) [ Black Cotton Lyrics ]
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