Представляем точный текст композиции "Clay" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Atmosphere . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Clay» — 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 - "Clay"
Lyrics to Clay : When I first landed the damage was outlandish anguish, anxiousness, and taking it for granted but when I first landed I was so relieved I lost my focus so we exceeded recommended dosages now I hold the crib' that holds the soul that holds the poet skills exlcusive it leaves illusions of unfocused flows I dont suppose youre taking too much time breaking too much mind trying to unravel the parable' that dismantled and left the lines in need of some assembly so I can find the secret key and free all the emcees this planet spins on a thin axis all axis passes wont help you to grasp the atmos I mean, what did you think my agenda was to freestyle, smile, get paid to smoke weed, and grab the mic and spoonfeed' theres more to this than just paying the rent if youre riding on this song you need to ride it to the end [Chorus] what could you say as the Earth gets further and further away' planets as small as balls of clay (x4) some shells get broke some keep their wigs closed some get exposed as little man big pose some make moves and some stay daydreamers but everbody seems to want some loot, food amd a beemer well make mine hunter green with camel insides, 10 percent tips, Mr. Pibb and some french fries inch by inch I take it closer to the shoulder but day by day its getting harder to stay sober once again on the edge, heads inebriated movement needs motive, its easier to be sedated what makes me mighty and another tiny' why does my psyche give a damn about whether or not you like me' if this crimes right I might be wrong I grip this mic tight because its all I really have a grip on so let the losers lose and let the players play the difference is the day to the dust some clay, what [Chorus - 4X] whos world is that' it aint mine, and Im grateful already got a plate full of clay on my table Im capable of handling fate, I know this so do the people that get pissed when this microphonist spits too many get caught up in the lines that emcees thought up but its clear to me the ones that fear me are the ones that outta I spot a blemish on your planets existence I deliver subtle terror submerged in clever sentences instantly pissin' away the misfits the only residue that came of the hypothecially spew they sprayed when they swayed Id have em half of em cant fathom where the Mats' from I may be on those you can ask em at last, when we get down to it theres more than sand and fluid in how I revolve and evolve can we solve the secrets' No. can we take trinkets' No. so when the ink hits its more than just a sequenced flow I cant bring you with me so Im a leave me here centuries from now theyre gonna study Atmosphere carefully I steer, Im aware life is fatal when I go, I wanna go like Ho, taken by the play-dough [Chorus - 4X] [ Clay Lyrics ]
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