Представляем точный текст композиции "Fat Chance" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 311 . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Fat Chance» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 311 передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
311 - "Fat Chance"
Lyrics to Fat Chance : Na, na, na na na na, get up! (mumbling) Freak yall, (im gonna peak yall') (mumbling) Ive seen the devil and the devil is coke Im not down with that cuz it aint a f---in joke trip the shrooms fantastic, shit gets drastic I didnt believe (a word') Can you hear this, can you hear it, (thaw') makin music, soothin your system come on now, come on now hear the beat so sweet I (shouldnt') tell you how Freak yall, (im gonna peak yall') (mumbling) much love to my man, Stan Diamond Id like to say like what up, to our man, Eddie Offord Wed like to, (mumbling) and it goes like, and it goes like Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on ----- You know Im ready, yes to rock steady my names not Betty or Teddy, but Nick and Im what you might call a heretic yes, and I am from Nebraska my girl is satisfied you can ask her you know Ive never visited Alaska huh, where the oil was spilt that drunken captain should be killed for polluting the sea, an atrocity but he still walks free, well this one goes to all the birds that drown F--- the bullshit its time to throw down f--- the bullshit its time to throw down f--- the bullshit its time to throw down f--- the bullshit its time to throw down (Hey Holmes) just f--- the bullshit to many damn fears and panic and its time to throw down so I said it words of wisdom that will keep you guessing cause Im tired of laying and Im tired of messing around With all those suckers yes, stupid mother f---ers who put down what we do we stand alone with the group thats new if I was a dwarf Id surely be Dopey Im a stoned wheat thin, you can not cope G kick in the teeth a condescending frown F--- the bullshit its time to throw down f--- the bullshit its time to throw down f--- the bullshit its time to throw down f--- the bullshit its time to throw down Yeah, right about now Id like to turn over the mic to my man SA Martinez I am sly in the mix I am the mix master death and destructor, lyric conductor rollin with the rhythm of the rhyme Im rollin cold cap the parasites when I start to spazz Nicholas hits hard hes got the jazz now the b-boys rockin breakin moves on the floor 311s stepping out have em yellin for more go on hoping, Im poetry in motion when I fire I spray duck down Im locin P-Nut, the bass storm is looming and in your mind the rhythm is booming P to the N to the U to the T Just f--- the has-beens and their stupid-ass rappin promising bullshit you cant come through with do it in the basement no complacent Its time to kick the fuck in, begin to win, no sin and then share it, declare it in the public domain, refrain Id be perfectly sad if rap was a fad but its not so Id thought Id come out with a shot stupid dumb lyrics make you think Im a clown I dont give a f--- its time to throw down F--- the bullshit its time to throw down f--- the bullshit its time to throw down f--- the bullshit its time to throw down f--- the bullshit its time to throw down thats right, knockin em down, nineties, all of that [ Fat Chance Lyrics ]
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