Представляем точный текст композиции "Rap 101" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Crooked I . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Rap 101» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Crooked I передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Crooked I - "Rap 101"
Lyrics to Rap 101 : Homie, dont bother this fatherless child Niggaz wit problems get shot in the eusophagus, set off the apocolypse now the projectiles choppin you down cock it and blaaw robbin you for every profit in ya pocket and smile My cannon dismantle you, let it off like roman candles point two nines at you with bandanas on the handles blast through ya flannels we just Sopranos smashin in astro vans with ammo stashed in the panels we animals when its drama move like mechanical anacondas, we hannibals, cannibals, and piranhas the last nigga with info that hand over the feds the homies jumped in the hummer, ran over his head hand over your bread we snatch you out your land rover, choke ya smoke ya while we stand over your bed just to let ya know, this is westcoasonostra ever since Pac passed you thought the westcoast was over but look closer and youre liable to find My homicidal recitals the kind that inspires a guy to rewind king of survival, the title is mine I write for ya spine and stifle ya mind with a cycle of triflin rhymes It aint a gangsta that us hustlaz wont reach we bust just to touch the cold streets you bustas wont cease and thats why my next tattoo will say "no justice, no peace..." plus "fuck the police" (yeah.. thats how we do this shit... Rap 101) (yeah, get your bars up) (your metaphors and similies aint right) (ya know what Im talkin about') (you old niggaz, just keep a fresh swagger) (you new niggaz, learn your history in this hip-hop culture and youll be alright) (this is the art of MCing.. this is Rap 101) (listen and learn..) Nigga, I wish you would speak on my label Ill walk in your house, put my feet on your table, see whats on cable soon as you speak, shots leave you leakin from navel rock you to sleep in a cradle, you geeks weak and unable we can disable haters from Tennessee to Diego Long Beach to Vallejo law low, a yo, we givin niggaz wings and a halo squeezin them thangs so easily without seein a reason to say no they ask, "why ya by yourself'" cuz I walked into the firearm store, tried to buy the entire shelf to jackers out to acquire wealth I fire shells, while ya yell, I serve ya like the hired help My science are sins, my mind tire within the bad guy wins like the giant got goliaths revenge puttin 5 in ya benz, tie up ya wife in it then quiet your friends with gunfire as maniacal rhyme sire begins to strike like a viper and snipe ya again you can recite whatcha like but ya fight for ya life cuz the "I" can ignite the mic and hes slightly tighter than you when he write with the pen whos rivalin him' (Its Rap 101) (teachin you the art of MCing) (I hope you all takin notes out there, ya know) (or Im a flunk you dumb asses) (yeah, get them metaphors up) (get your patterns and rhyme schemes together) (how you gonna let my timin be better than your rhymin') (Its Rap 101) (to all you A&Rs out there...) (if it dont sound like this, it dont like shit...) (yeah, its Rap 101...) [ Rap 101 Lyrics ]
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