Представляем точный текст композиции "Free Or Dead" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Atmosphere . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Free Or Dead» — 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 - "Free Or Dead"
Lyrics to Free Or Dead : So here I am, trying to be the man, right Using my gun to see at night, sleeping with my flash light In the afterlife I hope the AC works So while I wait well Ima pass out and taste this curb And she attacked with flirts, smacked my nerves There in that black skirt Got my nature so hard it made my back hurt I cracked a smirk cuz I was dumb and drunk she gave wink and a smile and dropped a quarter in my cup man, people are kind of odd so I keep my eyebrow raised I only hear the words for what they mean, know what I mean' and I do believe in God cuz I keep comin across all these fine woman with low self esteem, you know what I mean' I got attention deficet, Ive got the bedroom eyes Ive the storms in my head, Ive got my telephone voice Ive got to make a decision of whether I live or die Id rather just run cuz either way its one hell of a choice [Chorus] my car is like my own personal universe shes my drug and it only takes twelve bucks to fill er up but in my galaxy there aint no room for Earth so Im leavin it cuz I can feel the oil pressure building up turning over the ignition of my solar system check the gauges, push in the tape, put my foot on the break shift existance light my cigarette and take it state to state until I crash into my fate now Im giving back everything they gave me, not a damn thing itll take me more than a good DJ to save me, and Im not dancing I cant seem to make up my bed, much less my mind so Im a take another puff to my head, and press rewind I wish this car had cruise control, so I could rest my legs Ive got this itch to prove my soul, and test my fate doing hunny(hundred) in a sixty five, got stopped by a copper caught, spotted, and radared by a chopper Wisconsin-style, over the limit by forty miles whyd she smile', cuz I aint been around here for a long while grabbed my paper, gave her thanks', have a nice day yo, word of advice, trade the doughnuts in and gets some rice cakes back to my travels, running from my shadows some hitchhikers and bikers honkin the horn harrasin the cattle airbags/hair back sticking to the seat, sweat drippin from the heat diggin through of gruel', Im looking for something to eat yo, theres a Hardees at the next stop dont wanna, but I need ta cuz Im craving something to chase the taste of this tequila (uhh, yeah, you guys got value meals' can you put some barbecue sauce... I wanna honey bun. change that shit. I want chicken pebbles. no, onion bun, onion bun. onion rings. extra pork. word up. can you supersize that' yo girl, you got kind of a pretty voice. yo girl, what time yu get off work') 90 east towards Chicago, on my way to Cincinnati I wont ever let em catch me, and I wont ever make em happy watch your wives and your daughters when Im passin through the hometown, castin lines into the water, catchin goldfish out your bowl and Im as cool as the cat that came to school just for lunch Im the rebel pissin in the public pool, just for fun I speed in the sun, everyone in speakin in tounges find the talk radio station, yo, turn it up so it bumps dont cry, girl, Im out and Im a make my way east cuz everyone in my world is takin my peace I need release, and I dont think Im a find it in between your legs yo, Im just jokin, only going to the corner to get some eggs so when she starts makin the coffee I toss my bags in the back seat and I can remember it all like it must have happened last week sometimes I stop to think, for all the money Ive spent how Id rather live in a tent than bust my ass and pay the rent but Im eager to pay my dues, and Id be glad to pay the tollbooth and Ive agreed to sing the blues ever since the day I broke loose just like a blindfolded child walking through the toy store voice', not even aware that the world is my oyster [Chorus - 2X] [ Free Or Dead Lyrics ]
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