Представляем точный текст композиции "How You Doin'" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Extended Famm . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «How You Doin'» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Extended Famm передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Extended Famm - "How You Doin'"
Lyrics to How You Doin' : [Chorus] We dont say "Hi" & We dont say "hello" The only thing we say after wrecking your show is How U Doin' [V1A: PackFM] Its outrageous, The way I stay rippin up these stages I spit shit so sick, you wish it was contageous Spread like The Plague is with vibes like silent pagers Niggaz kickin fake shit, blame it on the matrix Youre so wack that youll leave a theif screamin "I cant take this!" I get Biz like Mark, Im catchin weck, youre catchin vapors All youre perpetratin is pure cetification That you wouldnt be as dope as me if you did ya best impersonation I still cant stand you, rhyme parapallegic Niggaz thinkin Im ill, cause their raps are makin me sick So what you want from me', Evacuate my company You could swallow my sperm, and wouldnt be spittin as nuts as me [V1B: TONEDEFF] Im cussin when Im bustin frees, Id love to see you fuck with T If I crush your team with cuts that means, I clutched you in my custody I touch a beat reluctantly, cause of what it does to me Theres something freakish up, it seems, I suddenly can jump the trees The function is perfunctory, with stunning ease I lunge for Greece And only cease, because, you see...I stumped my feet on Tuscany My running cleets were scuffed to pieces. MCs are cunts in heat That scrub and clean for nothing, B - Their mugs are freakin ugly Theyre clumsy in their drudgery. Shit...my tongue is tweaked abundantly My luxury moneys eaten by monthly fees In summary, I stunningly can stomach these abundantly unfunny geeks These scummy freaks are somewhat neat to hunt for weeks I strut the streets comfortably, cause punks duck in retreat Im the one that makes you shun beliefs, like nuns & priests with cummy sheets Ive brung complete sums of treats. Youre buggin how I strung this feat The sublety is null indeed, so dont confront us when we meet! [Chorus] [V2: MECCA] I will go all out, to humiliate you Burn through any squad that affiliates you Thatll give the kids on the corner something to chat about Give all these mad rappers something to be mad about Im made for this, like guns was made to buck Got entertainers pissed, cause I break their legs for luck Stuck watching this son of southside who accomplished this Blocking this' Tell me how you plan to stop apocalypse Thats claiming to be all the flame & the heat And how we, reign in the street and put your name if defeat Have a seat...dont ever come through acting loud Cause I will leave you slumped on that block youre so proud of You bow, cause I always impress, always amaze Straight arsonist...constantly coming with blaze In another minute, you gon wanna chase me Cause your vibe just cant replace me, flow just cant erase me I remain rhymer-proof, time constructed Forgive them father...they know not who they fuck with Cause as an MC, I stay baptized to bang While you could be crucified and still couldnt hang Whoever think they got something for it, get up on it Ill teach you and your crew what it means not to want it I dont air out tracks...I ventilate, rhymes penetrate Crews disintergrate... its meccas way or the interstate [Chorus] [ How You Doin' Lyrics ]
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