Представляем точный текст композиции "Stranger In The Midst" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Z-Ro . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Stranger In The Midst» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Z-Ro передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Z-Ro - "Stranger In The Midst"
Lyrics to Stranger In The Midst : [Hook - 2x] Im a stranger in the midst, a star Im dodging death with every breath, because my world is torn You hate me now, but see me lay a pistol in my palm Its a hustling team, but still we thugging on, my word is born [Z-Ro] They lay me down, lay the pistol in my palm, must thought It was over, when they put two in my back plus put one in my arm But Im a soldier, aint traveling toward no tunnel with no bright light I kick it with murderers, steady busting gun shots And a kin, of any one of my enemies Drowning in marijuana, codeine, sherm and hennessy Im outside of my mind, but Im not trying to find a way back Cause I live by it and die by it, Im talking about my strap 4-4, she be the only lady showing me love Niggaz get nervous when they see us, cause they know we thug Military minded, but Im trying to mind my own Niggaz running up on my ride, got me in a friense brandishing my weapon Aint no second guessing, release first live life Im busting on motherfuckers, and touching they wind pipe I got a bullet up in the chamber, bullet up in the chamber Run nigga run, cause your ass in some danger [Hook - 2x] [Klondike Kat] First things first off top, mama raised no fool I was brought up in that South, in the swamps dropping too smooth Hustling taking life, it aint as trifling Never will get catched dog, and corrupt snatching this I be just, kicking the game while Im young and You should be thinking the same, dont be dumb A small heart and a soft ass, that ant gon lasted Im watching all my niggaz, I grew up before in a casket Some sad shit I seen in myself, pulling reefer Black history, that was taught by my teacher Go to Pimping Tina next do, I know she tweaking But I aint know she better hits know, until I be dead Young nigga what you seeking, outside looking in Im here on this black top, confused with a flat top They got dope in the streets, cause the game Im a stranger with no name, Im for the fame my nigga [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Im a stranger, cause Im a nigga you aint seen Face to face with death, bitch nigga you cant scream Better cherish this your last breath, cause you done walked Into an unfed guerilla, nigga now witness your last step I was creeping, with the sawed off In a rage boguard, blowing niggaz balls off Im the reaper, touching fellas on madula-oblan-gatta Will I ever regret it, I think nada [Klondike Kat] I got this evil balling up inside, riding with my 4-5 And itll be in my blood, I hope its gon before I die Grown men we dont cry, about it Just put our straps up real high, then we walk about it Gon be about it till Im gone, Im a gator boy Knock the tops off a hater, for that paper boy Im just a stranger aint asking for shit, then ask for life But the Lord gave in, and you know he shall take it away [Hook - 2x] [ Stranger In The Midst Lyrics ]
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