Представляем точный текст композиции "Higher Living" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Atmosphere . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Higher Living» — 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 - "Higher Living"
Lyrics to Higher Living : Follow me, everybody spread around, I want you all to hear this Join me, sit down, sit down I wanna tell you guys something, I got story listen I knew this girl named Roulette-lette-lette The coolest woman I ever met, met, met I never tried to hook it up, up But I used to fantasize about the guts Fuck, bust nuts, rush Grab the gold and carry it in your mouth But Im a try to hold the microphone and turn the party out And if its the type of crowd that doesnt like to shout, fuck it Ill give em something to chew on, something to talk about Snap, crackle pop rock, never had a sawed-off Dont never wanna blow up, cause I never wanna fall off Adjacent to that vacant lot, next to the weed spot Sits a head shop, beneath a tree watching peace talks So let me catch a round of applause So maybe I can persuade some lady out of her bra (come on baby) Ladies and gentlemen... We now ask that you give a warm Minnesota nice welcome to MC Ive your man on the mic, you know... Ladies and gentlemen, give it up Put your hands together, put your hands... Cause if we cant do it together Well do it apart Aint no way well ever make it how it was at the start But thats a given Now within the distance of your vision measure the persistence How are you living' Ill smack the whack and sell em crack while Im laying down my mack (Im trying to tell you homeboy) Ill get sick on a trick, talking shit firm grip on my dick (Ayo bitch I got what you need bitch, yo, yo) I make moves and get loose wearing a camouflage goose (And thats juice, like what, what, what, what) Yes, yes, I never stress Make a mess on the mic sipping a Becks, wearing a vest Cause well, you know Its that Rhyesayer with a razor, truck jewelry, Chuck Taylors (Yo man, pass that blunt kid, yo kid, kid) Tall sharp and handgun, paid a ransom for these pants dun So step off kid youre playing me too close If we cant do it together Well do it apart Aint no way well ever make it how it was at the start But thats a given Now within the distance of your vision measure your persistence How are you living' Killed all the thoughts about killing all the cops No longer get as pissed off when I have to jerk my dick off I just want a mic and a crowd and if thats asking for too much Fine, lemme just have that mic and Ill be alright (Ill be alright) Stuck, between a rock and the sky With an option to buy and I got lost in a lie Tossed them fakes out the door, I aint your whore I make music, can you feel it' Cool, then Im a make some more Yes, yes yall you are now rocking with the best of the mess hall In root to the basement, while Ant drives the vessel All apologies to those insulted By the repulsive vultures that fly loose when Im seduced by the impulses (By the impulses) Defense mech in effect, protect the rep From all forms of public infliction But listen I love the ripping, so fuck the friction it takes focus off whats the mission (Yo tell em whats the mission) To be the man on the mic, to be the man on your mind To be the man that made you push rewind To be that mother fucker over there on that mic You know what that means' That means I can show you what I need you to see, see, see (See here, what you need to do is follow, follow us baby Before you can... what you need to do is see, see, see, see, see) If we cant do it together Well do it apart Aint no way well ever make it how it was at the start But thats a given Now within the distance of your vision measure your persistence How are you living' Measure your persistence How are you living' Measure your persistence Higher living Higher living, higher living How you living' Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than heaven The musics gonna take you there Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than heaven The musics gonna take you there Higher, higher, higher, higher... [ Higher Living Lyrics ]
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