Представляем точный текст композиции "Die Slow" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Shyne . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Die Slow» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Shyne передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Shyne - "Die Slow"
Lyrics to Die Slow : Its over nigga one sandscript The heckler makes good fellas run frantic Guns i brandish make men vanish Got bodies in Kansas, across the Atlantic Once me and lance hit, you dont wanna chance it no matter how you plan, you cant antic- ipate it, stupid nigga hestiated Now his remains be cremated (')(')(') never debated The killings clean, its shyne related Do it like suicide cant retrace it Heckler Koch too hot' Gotta replace it Charge is murder, never attempted I tried, you died cause no defense is Strong enough to withstand my assault Before I go hit your safe and the vault They fled through the night (')(') Hitler hit ya, lives is lost Bodies is found dead, no remorse Gun fire to the tire, to exhaust Catch fire, we aspire to extort Kids with valuables in all resources Cops will never find where the corpse is While we driving 12s, and box porsches [Hook 2x] We cop their names and squeeze Hit the target, then flee So nigga tell me what you wanna do Is dying what you wanna do' Organized crime, mafia Touch mine got heckler koch for ya Daily news nigga, make ya popular Gone by the morn, while maggots rotten ya So be cautious, you dont wanna cross us Force us, to leave your body corpsed up (')(')(')Tell em boys horsed up While we fledding 12s 300 horsed up My hand never far from the safety, Fucking with me' too bad for your safety Nigga hard stares, kill that Before you find yourself tied up and kidnapped Chopped up, let em find out where your ribs at Days later; send it to your mom gift wrapped, get that' I say fuck a fist fight banana clip fights is what im into 100 rounds into you for the torque and this aint interview shootin every inch of you then hit the mall and buy a mink or two Brooklyn gettin money, that be the principal [Hook] I got guns armstrong like BJ Have you runnin fast like its a relay race, pray once im reachin my weights No bullets (') (') and weights He dont know i kill armies Dont tell him when bullets hit him and figure like Tommy Get the picture, sweet dreams when i kiss ya Rock the sleep, wrap the sheets, call the priest Talk is cheap, Bullets pricly I make you pay me The cost might be An arm, a leg or an organ L.A to New York, fuck your origin Im killin, send national guards in To stop me Killed more crews than Motley Cop the Heckler 50 caliber Blaze andything standing my diameter [Hook] Die slow nigga, die slow Die slow nigga, die slow Die slow nigga, die slow Die slow cocksucker, die slow *Gun fire while beat fades out* [ Die Slow Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Shyne. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Die Slow» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Die Slow» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.