Представляем точный текст композиции "Hit Em" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Zion I & The Grouch . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Hit Em» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Zion I & The Grouch передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Zion I & The Grouch - "Hit Em"
Lyrics to Hit Em : (feat. Mistah F.A.B.) [Verse 1: The Grouch] Street blocks to tree tops, sweet spots found The diction to detox, three Pacs now He walks with, he talks like me, Im sound Conviction to beat knocks, from my head to my cheap socks Underneath Living Legends Reeboks Im bound to free speech thoughts, seep around rocks Volcanic or crack, hard to hold back Go with the flow, know what you know and show that Too relevant, but I go back like keggers on a hill, five on a dope sack Smoke stack, think Ac, shrink wrap Rap with a shrink before you and ink the tat Thats permanent, life learnin it, pat Never wanna see the world turn into a track I aint runnin no game, small time, no names If we one in the same, you gunnin for change [Hook: Zion (The Grouch)] Amp, Hit Em with a "one" (Zion, Hit Em with a "one, two") Go on and count me in, now "one, two, three" (Universal how we pen the styles) (Amp, Hit Em with a "one") Grouch, Hit Em with a "one, two" (Go on and count me in, now "one, two, three, four") They feelin the styles [Verse 2: Zion] Hey, I got this Blues train runnin all through to my veins Slave ships, Middle Passage, crack cocaine Ten slap in the Lac, corner boys ground packs In the belly of the beast where the life go flat But the music is the remedy, inhale my rhythm steadily Perched on the curb, watch church converge Its the meeting of the minds, at time, light occurs How we cultivated words like they sacred herbs Put it in your pipe and puff it, squares cant touch it Rough and rugged, how you love it, with no budget Independent game, man, with my slang tang You can do the same thang, utilize your damn brain Metaphors are mountains, countless bouncin A multitude in viewed, clubs and houses We rain like fountains to wash it clean Im in the back with my mug on mean, my whole team [Hook: The Grouch (Zion) {Mistah F.A.B.}] {Amp, Hit Em with a "one"} (Grouch, Hit Em with a "one, two") Go on and count me in, now "one, two, three, four" (Universal how we pen the styles) (F.A.B., Hit Em with a "one") {And Zion, Hit Em with a "one, two"} (Go on and count me in, now "one, two, three, four") They feelin the styles [Verse 3: Mistah F.A.B.] Let the beat give life to dead souls The rhymes turn wienies to red bulls The feelin is a whole nother level The drums, the bass, the snares and the treble So let it go, count me in, Im on all corners Winter, summer, spring, then I fall on ya My mindstate define great, the crime rate Got me irate, its high stake, so why wait' Move now, roll out Hate it when Hip Hops finest sold out My gold out, but Im pourin my soul out I never change, only my shows get sold out So, whats the science' Dont be defiant My music turn midgets to giants, just try it Go crazy, riot, Grouch and Zion Mistah F.A.B. is who I am [Hook: The Grouch (Zion) {Mistah F.A.B.}] Amp, Hit Em with a "one" (Grouch, Hit Em with a "one, two") Go on and count me in, now "one, two, three, four" (Universal how we pen the styles) (Amp, Hit Em with a "one") {And Zion, Hit Em with a "one, two"} (Go on and count me in, now "one, two, three, four") They feelin the styles [ Hit Em Lyrics ]
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