Представляем точный текст композиции "Olde English" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 7L & Esoteric . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Olde English» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 7L & Esoteric передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
7L & Esoteric - "Olde English"
Lyrics to Olde English : (feat. Slaine) "For a true writer, each book should be a new beginning fore he tries again, for something that is beyond the pain. He should always try for something, that has never been done; or that others have tried, and failed. Then sometimes, with good luck, he will succeed." [Esoteric] Where we livin in the city where the law is 3 strikes We rock Nikes and victims get no pity, vision isnt pretty Shit Im spittings gritty, with the precision of Bibby Dribble in the transition Im like Nixon with the ribbie Outstanding in my field like, Janet with her titty Witty with the ammunition Im commandin a committee Piss-drunk, shitty-faced, steppin out of state Ready to faint, jettin with Denny, blunted to fresh paint MCs, steady squeeze til the heater is empty We get Bs til they think that bleedin people is trendy When Im disses, legions wanna leave to defend me Therefore bitches wanna keep me like Aziz to Effendi Your girls are homegrown, they just regional entries I get floor models open like the keys to a Bentley The media frenzys gettin greener with envy So Im like Randy Johnson, thought Id treat em all friendly "Beacuse he was always dreaming of impossible inventions, and adventures and explorations in the remotest parts of the Earth, he was generally known in the neighborhood as Commander, Crackpot, oh ho ho!" [Slaine] Yeah, cmon Yo I came in this game with my attitude pissy A hot celly and a potbelly like Missy A Makaveli fury and a pocket full of whiskey With so much damn rage I gotta stop to pull it with me I dare the cops to come and get me, and mothers and they family callin up the motherfuckin governor to ban me Tell Mr. Romney I got a pistol on me And vocab that moves more like a vicious army And these bitches will never disarm me Calm me down mami Im a human tsunami Find me laid up in the back of an apartment to spy on me So high on drugs that my face is purple as Barney Fuck fashion and wearin Armani pants up I stay playin a hot corner like Connie Lansford But I aint no ballplayer athlete {'} fuckin rap demon with cracked teeth Its Slaine "This is for your own good." "I know better than you [snort] whats [snort] good for me." "John youre breathing very hard." "Thats the way I breathe. [snort] I breathe the best I can. [snort]" "You dont like my breathing' [snort] I dont like your breathing! [snort]" "You breathe [snort] like this you can drop dead Kenny." "John, no, dont get angry, Im only trying to be your friend." "I dont want your friendship, and I dont believe in friendship, I dont want that." "Well Id be the first to say youre certainly in a misanthropic mood today." "Yes Im misanthropic! Very misanthropic indeed!" "And I enjoy, being, misanthropic." [ Olde English Lyrics ]
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