Представляем точный текст композиции "Got My Mind Made Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 2Pac . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Got My Mind Made Up» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 2Pac передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
2Pac - "Got My Mind Made Up"
Lyrics to Got My Mind Made Up : Verse One: Daz You find an MC like me whos strong Leavin motherfuckers aborted, with no verbal support And when I command the microphone I gets deadly as Kahn though With a bear and a snake and a panda, Im on those Who can withstand, the mo power I gain and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck ya brain Imagine and keep on wishin upon a star Finally realizing who the fuck we are When I penetrate, its been withstandin, faded would it be the greatest MC of all time When I created rhyme for the simple fact When I attack I crush your pride My intention to ride, every time all night Im faced with the scars beyond this one bar for me to put down my guard, Im faced with it, Im a ride breakin in gas with the six-eight all day In and out with my pay Im soon to count the bodies... Verse Two: Tupac So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you facin We must be based on nothin better than communication Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations Sorry I left that ass waitin No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that asss shakin Im bustin and makin motherfuckers panic Dont take ya life for granted put that ass in the dirt You swear the bitch was planted My lyrics motivate the planet Its similar to Rhythm Nation but thugged out, forgive me Janet Whos in control Im acvtivatin yo souls You know, the way the games get controlled Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind Bear witness to the dopest fuckin rhyme I wrote Takin off my coat, clearing my throat Chorus: Method Man I got my mind made up, come on... [come on] get in get in too [get on it] let it ride [get wit it] tonights tha night I got my mind made up, come on... get in get in too let it ride... tonights tha night Verse Three: Kurupt Well I comes through with two packs of the bomb prophalaks for protection So my fuckin sac wont collapse Cause nowadays, shits evading the x-rays Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MCs shows my hearts as cold as the tundra Electryfing like thunder, Im just too much Rough and raw with that motherfuckin poisonous touch Im an MC with lyrics thats tha fuckin bom-bay Ya got dissed, thats before its ingest like balmay My rhymes, I leave a mark on ya mind As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pine Theres no escape, nah I aint blastin I use my mental to assassinate assassins for those askin Opposed to laughin, raw maniacal villian Laughter enhances the chances of tha killin Why is that' Cuz smilin faces decieve You best believe, to MCs Im the deadliest disease My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe Ya whole camps under seige, and Im Jason Vorhees In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes My verbal snipe, your vocab on site Im out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere The greater rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator I rock from here to there, to Philly and back To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat Verse Four: Method Man Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers like Hitler, stickin up [jews] wit german [lugers] The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle Will be back after this mess-age dont touch tha dial Rarely do you see an MC out for justice Got my gun powder and my musket -- blaooow!! Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen Half of my Clans three deep felons Niggaz best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel Man I stay on point like icicles Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical All up in your motherfuckin mouth Head banger boogie Catch me on tour with Al Doogie Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me Better take one and pass or thats that ass Your vital statistics are low and fallin fast Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast Verse Five: Redman Aiyyo, lyrical gas spittin tha criminal tactics Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards Lets face it, theres no replacement Taste this, mad underground basement, shit Im laced with Avalanche on ya whole camp when Im splifted Funk Doctor who' Spock bitch dont get it twisted I got connects like Federal Express to get the fresh package of bless, tha dogs cant fetch Got the clear spot from tha rear block to bust til every nigga here drop, men I fear not Hold ya nose and blow out til ya ears pop Since ya crew suit you to shift now you claim that you gets lot With, this underground cannabis Im dangerous like John the bomb analyst Then proceeds like keys My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LPs Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by mistake So I erase the whole front row at the wake I planned my escape in case jake or a snake bust it Im the one pushin the hearse in the first place Confidence for you shaky ass folks Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked choke, off this anecdote got you ope Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Coly And Im out for nine nickel [INS tha rebels] [West, list this, this, this...] [ Got My Mind Made Up Lyrics ]
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