Представляем точный текст композиции "Samuras Optic" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cyne . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Samuras Optic» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cyne передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cyne - "Samuras Optic"
Lyrics to Samuras Optic : [Cise Star:] Afro-American, livin in the eyes of Aryan Characteristics, contacts and hair extensions And what we doin to ourselves just to fit in They had us in the fields or slavin in the kitchen It is my mission, to shed light to the subject Confederate flags over the houses of the rednecks American pride, or just evil in disguise A close reminder of why many of my people died To bring change in the midst of pain and oppression We had to stand together and our hope was the weapon Now we neglectin, important lessons from our forefathers We need to stand tall and reclaim our lost honor [Akin:] Definin blackness, whats ghetto, and whats real And what the fuck make a nigga wanna feel That he gotta chase, dollars and fake Pipe dreams and 38s, hate, wit the nickel plate Within a arms grasp, Im marchin past Them so called thugs waving arms to blast Another black, ass Destruct the masses, Im Cassius Clay boxin bastards Lyrically speaking Im tryna touch the people and Lyrically speaking I must critique the people and Im far from the likes of God Though I am one wit self yo position is odd Nigga, how the fuck you go knockin my style If Im not a real nigga than whats the profile Is it, new shoes on my feet, every other week Or carryin heat but niggaz just like me Id rather spend the most of my time Writin in my composition note, book of rhymes My minds confined for now but itll be free When the fat lady sing from her soul to me [Cise Star:] Were quick to forget historys hardships And ready to trade pride for money and bullshit Its sick the way the media portrayin our people Instead of motivatin change theyre perpetuating evil Negative outlooks make impressions on the youth They try to ignorance synonymous with blackness Its blasted, the way the images of acid Burning into the soul, go give it guns and ratchets [Akin:] Yo, its farewell to hell and, welcome in heaven A new man is born divine like the number seven Walk with me, if you will Through the depths of a niggas will it might feel Kinda surreal I woke up this morning smiling wit the rising sun Like Robert Ness but hardly my day begun One with the most high, I keep her close by My heart when folks try To bring me down now Im knockin on heavens door Jump the gate ask for God on the seventh floor Come holla at me see my people gotta hate complex with self Til the point where were numb to the pain thats dealt Across the load, this bullshit were not gonna know About some brothers killin people in Sierra Leone Over jewels that we cherish, here in America Peace to Sorious Samura, thanks for helping the World see the truth that they already know So lets get free people all across the globe From the great walls of China to France, to Johannesburg Back to the land of Egu-Egu I recite the words [Cise Star:] I pledge allegiance only to those believing in me My eyes steady on the prize til the people are free Words to the wise so I always try to see The things holdin me back so I can breathe [ Samuras Optic Lyrics ]
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