Представляем точный текст композиции "I-Deez" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 8-bit . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «I-Deez» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 8-bit передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
8-bit - "I-Deez"
Lyrics to I-Deez : Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. I need a can of beer. I need it right now. I need a can of beer so that I can freestyle. But this grocery store clerk is getting all up in my case, Telling me that I need an ID to get some booze in this place. I get out of there, go to 6th and Alvarado. See a guy standing by, pull over and I spot him. At sixty, I say twenty. Give em thirty, Yeah, its money. Original stock, DMV cant stop that. Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. I tried to get into El Tropicos So I could see some girlies take their clothes off, But Crazee threw me out. I snuck around the back door And slipped Hector a twenty. He ordered watered-down drafts And payed a dollar for a honey. After I proceeded to get tore the hell up, I grabbed a mic and began to MC. The whole place was jumpin and boppin, "Who the fuck is Anti-log'" All up in the place, So get the hell out of my face. L-E-F-R-O-S-T, Model number X5673. Go into the gas station to get some cigarettes, Camel White Lights hard-packed, to be exact. You want a passport, bitch'! I got a laser gun. You wanna stop me' Well, you better run! Gettin so jealous of my infinite lifespan. Step on up, Ill throw your ass in a fryin pan. Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. Gettin drunk off Tecate, That a human-bot mixed. Chillin in the casino Cause they forgot to card me. Now when theyll get me on my way out, If they knew I was a robot, They be like, "Get out and stay out!" Im paid out my robotic ass For calculating the odds of roulette and craps, And now Im making the rounds Slapping bitches on the ass. If worst comes to worst, Ill teleport back to my pad and crash. Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. Robots dont got no drivers license, So we gotta get fake IDs. [ I-Deez Lyrics ]
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