Текст песни «Ripped To Streads» от Craig G

Представляем точный текст композиции "Ripped To Streads" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Craig G . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Ripped To Streads» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Craig G передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Craig G - "Ripped To Streads"

Lyrics to Ripped To Streads :

(Transformer)

This calls for some affirmative action

[paper is ripped]

(Then show me)

(Show me)

Yo, I gotta rip somebody on this one

(Show me)

(All - you - gotta - say)



Give me a bassline, and a mic just in case Im

Prepared to rhyme and get hype, I wont waste time

Craig G is back in effect with a flow and a flex

And it dont matter whos on next

Cause there wont be a mic left

And the stage got ripped from the hype steps

Speakin of steps, dont step to this

Cause Craig Gs just too treacherous

With a mic in hand I command like a foreman

And all of my troopsll start stormin

So any MC in the vicinity

You better run or prepare for an injury

Yeah, thats the way I like to flow

One rhyme to your minds like a death blow

I oughta be jailed for this

But to some its considered a gift

So Ima shoot it, just like a Mac-10

Way to the front and up to the back and

You little wack hip-hop basehead

Heres a rap thatll turn your whole face red

A brother makes three LPs

And hes still sportin Pumas and Lees

And his label wants to give him the boot

But he owes em so much loot

That theyre writin him off with their taxes

It considers his albums as practice

But yet he took the time out to dis me

On some bold chance that he thought he could rip me

He called me his son, but is he sure'

I never slid checks under his door

So yo, watch your step, you little asswipe

Your album sales couldnt generate a flashlight

Or buy you a pack of gum

Your juice spilled, so heres a sponge

And if you try to play me as a kid

Just remember, I know where you live

And next time you hit the pipe

And you think you wrote somethin hype

Just think: I could kill you dead

But nah - Ill just rip you to streads

Punk
[ Ripped To Streads Lyrics  ]

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