Представляем точный текст композиции "Furious Anger" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Shyheim . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Furious Anger» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Shyheim передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Shyheim - "Furious Anger"
Lyrics to Furious Anger : (feat. Big L) [Report set to "Co-Defendant" beat] [Reporter] Shyheim, the youngest member of the Wu-Tang Clan, was jumped at a Staten Island club, and his face still bares the scar. [car spinning out of control and crashing] [beat drops] [multiple gunshots] [Samuel L. Jackson] "And you will know my name is the lord..." [Big L] Shyheim, yeah Corleone Uh-huh, check it out Yall niggas be walkin the streets, iced out Not knowin the walk, so put the price out To get you stuck and punch ya lights out Or catch ya car in the night and snatch ya wife out And beat the hoe up if you dont give the dough up You got me pissed off, frontin and ya whole clique soft If ya had ya Roly on, I might cut ya wrist off Then lick off, and slide ya bitch off, punk I hope ya ready for the kick-off Ya flankin niggas and Im gettin rich off I done sold coke, sold crack, sold smoke, sold smack Now I wanna go plat, can I get it sold plat It aint no part a time out, once I climb out The garbage can, wit 2 nines out, and blow ya spine out or I got you cats by a long-shot, every song hot 1-3-9 and Lennox is a strong block I left enough a yall stinkin What the fuck was yall thinkin' My shits tight, nigga, I spit writin Yo, what' [Shyheim] Young outlaw, the state wanna get rid a me Ill probably die from the death penalty Yall analog, Shyheim I keep it digity Im not pussy so I dont need security Like Big L, Im MVP on the street I did wet more people than the pool and the beach So be easy, or Ill expose you like shock TV O.G., thats why they put me in a movie Dont screw me, cuz if I punch you in ya face Youll probably try and sue me, and take me to Judge Judy Look me in my eyes cuz ya handshake dont fool thee Stapleton Staten Islander, the names marked on the calender Aint no screwin off a silencer, uh-uh [gunshots] [Samuel L. Jackson] "And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger on those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers, and you will know my name is the lord." [Big L] If you got somethin to say, then cough it out Cuz niggas be wantin beef, but when you pull out the heat they ready to talk it out What is there to talk about' You was just frontin, now it aint nuttin Aint that somethin' I should start bustin anyway and put one a you punks in the ground Yall niggas be killin me with yall faces round, jumpin around Like you scarin us, not even Cuz me and Shy gon be some thugs til we stop breathin [Samuel L. Jackson] "My name is the lord..." [Shyheim] Niggas be actin like they hoodlums Until they get shot up or locked up, now they Bloods and Muslims In the Wu, benz bang em like a Benz, touch kid nuttin thin Put his ear to his chin I gotta win and beat this game of dyin rich and old Cuz these playa-hatin niggas wanna block my gold Its untold like the truth, they thirsty for my juice But when I let loose, have them jumpin out they boots [ Furious Anger Lyrics ]
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