Представляем точный текст композиции "Pick Your Game Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Slow Pain . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Pick Your Game Up» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Slow Pain передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Slow Pain - "Pick Your Game Up"
Lyrics to Pick Your Game Up : feat. Diamonique) [Slow Pain (Diamonique in background):] Heres a story (Whats going on) Of an O.G. Speaking on my hood (Oh) For the very first time (Whats going on) Now, I never intended on recording this song That is Until the day (Whats going on) When a good homie of mine happened to thumb through my notebook He said, "Slow You gotta do somethin with these lyrics (Tell me whats going on) People wanna hear about it, homie" [Verse 1: Slow Pain] I see the sun dont shine in the hood anymore Death fill the streets, police chalk on the floor Uno eighty-sevens headline on that news Cops puttin free dope On the street for some clues (Fuckin punks) Puppet caught a case, fifteen in the pen Flacos rollin hard in the 06 pen Sleepy got weak, God, he killed his old lady Shotgirl, seventeen Goin on a third eighty Bouncers callin shots with the needle in his vein Lil Lazy got a jacket, put a hole in his brain Trigger got five from his part time job Robbed the corner liquor store and got shot for a score Now hes in a wheelchair Handcuffed to the floor Hatin life And beating on his wife The hoods all fucked up, times gettin dirty So I sleep with my dawg (You know) A chrome thirty thirty [Chorus: Slow Pain] The hoods all fucked up Pick your game up Blame yourself Homie, clean your name up The hoods all fucked up Pick your game up Blame yourself Homie, clean your name up [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Education for my people, I wanna clean up the streets (Streets) Rollin dice with my life To be an O.G. Taking chances with my music Crossin the line Speakin my mind Bout to fuck in county line Haters speakin on mine Like they livin in my brain (Fuckin punks) Its funny how so many be Hating Slow Pain Mossy from the gang, still tellin on the homies Settin up the homies Sleepin with the homies (Biotch) He a doin the homies dirty, gettin high but she sick H.I.V. Scandalous ass chick Slam dunkin like LaBrawn James (Whoo) Pushin darker veins Got the little homies throwin trains (Ha ha ha) Steal his shit from the malls To pay the dope man Stolen TVs and DVDs To [' ] van What a waste of a precious life How could she ever be a wife When a old mans locked up, doin life [Chorus x2] [Diamonique:] Whats going on Tell me whats going on [Verse 3: Slow Pain] Money dont make you a motherfucking man Your name dont make you a real Mexican (Chale) The hood dont make you a killer or a soldier The dice in your hand dont make you a roller Joker, he a joke like a Ben hundred spokes (Fuckin punk) Sleeping with his crying baby momma on the low Bugsy doin time, not knowin whats goin on (Whats goin on, homie') But when he paroled, Jokers ass is gone Homies killin homies on some straight bullshit (Bullshit) Another homie gone Another sad song Somethin wrong in the hood I could feel it in the air In you, punk ass bitch If your ass dont care Little kids all freaked out Losing they mind, I know Everyone sees it, homie, stop actin blind (Stop that shit) I been speakin my mind Kill me with that A.K. The hoods all fucked up, thats all I gotta say (What) [Chorus x2] [Slow Pain:] The hoods all fucked up [ Pick Your Game Up Lyrics ]
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