Представляем точный текст композиции "Sacrifice" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Roots, The . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Sacrifice» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Roots, The передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Roots, The - "Sacrifice"
Lyrics to Sacrifice : [Verse One: Black Thought] Listen, I got you phobic off of this like arachnids Drastic, it aint plastic its Pro-Blackness Grown man tactics, no pediatrics The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous The catalyst, Thought with the knack for splashin Im dashin I mastered the craft of mashin The level-headed thoroughbred, the females passion Mag-netic attraction be keepin them askin The crews in the Cadillacs with the Pendergrassin Swerve half-naked, wont come near crashin But if I go to heaven, would yall know my name or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh' Clap for you freedom dog, thats whats happening My spit take critical political action The hustle is a puzzle each piece is a fraction And every word thats understood is a transaction Im an S.P. soldier, microphone holder Rep Philly set from Bolivia to Boulder Paris, France to Tip and Tioga How we gonna make it through the dark, I show ya [Chorus: Black Thought & Nelly Furtado] I tell you one lesson I learned If you want to be something in life You aint gonna get it unless You give a little bit of sacrifice Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry You need a heart thats filled with music If you use it you can fly If you want to be high [Verse Two: Black Thought] Listen, yo kick off your shoes, jump off the jock I fly higher than them dudes, from off your block My name Black, the style is unorthodox It tap chins in your mens til you thought could box A couple of people wanted Thought to stop, but guess what' My man grab the missile, plug for the gut Now next time Beatty stop being such a glut Im precise with it like Fahim with haircuts We up close on em with toast but no crust Its fructose on em they froze and wont bust Choke on your face you jewels is lacklust Got to put it to you straight, yall fools is jacked up Came close to the utmost but no cigar Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars The number one runner with the number one drummer Grammy award winnin its the worlds eighth wonder Come on I tell you one lesson I learned If you want to be something in life You aint gonna get it unless You give a little bit of sacrifice Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry You need a heart thats filled with music If you use it you can fly If you want to be high [Verse Three: Black Thought] Your first impression might be Im a asshole Or say Im sometimey and give people a hassle Or try to suntouch and put the heat in the capsule Dog Im far deeper than that though; I get in the zone Recognize Im a rolling stone No time to lollygag or lounge with scallywags Give me the disc or I put it where your body at Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks With no apology fraud or trick-knowledgy Just trust, what I see and I say and follow me my way I read an open booklet inside me The star of the story that groove teller got me Through all the dark times part of the business The light be contingent on small forensics My microphone ll make a man a newborn infant Its true so the crew gon sense it I get in the zone I tell you one lesson I learned If you want to be something in life You aint gonna get it unless You give a little bit of sacrifice Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry You need a heart thats filled with music If you use it you can fly If you want to be high I tell you one lesson I learned If you want to be something in life You aint gonna get it unless You give a little bit of sacrifice Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry You need a heart thats filled with music If you use it you can fly If you want to be high I tell you one lesson I learned If you want to be something in life You aint gonna get it unless You give a little bit of sacrifice Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry You need a heart thats filled with music If you use it you can fly If you want to be high The fact of the matter is a matter of fact.... [ Sacrifice Lyrics ]
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