Представляем точный текст композиции "The Actual" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста All City . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Actual» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую All City передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
All City - "The Actual"
Lyrics to The Actual : "No...no doubt baby... All City TRUE... Ready to flip shit, comin through with the crew" [x4] Yeah, what, uh Like that how we do The N-Y Bed-Stuy Brooklyn [Verse 1:] Check it For you to fuck with this apostle, its not possible Mega large collossal nigga you docile And I sizable play me close and Ill ox you Thats only logical cause Im fact, you costume Now who da obstacle' Throw basic, watch me blaze shit, The Alls faced it Its natural for champs to hate shit Plenty cases, some anonymous, age m-i-n-t, with a diamond glist, like jewelery You hold on, youll see, if it kill me All City, bound to be rich, without the filthy My players skillt me, your glares dont tilt me My pops def built to the point Im not moved by no thing Man or material, crime without the serial never been inside, unless it was a V.I. Although they got plans to knock me I feel em watchin me, eyein the city while we monopoly The game is hot to me, but I play to win "CREW" "No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...dont get it wrong... comin through with the crew...No...no doubt baby... All City CREW... Ready to flip shit, comin through with crew...." [x4] [Verse 2:] Yo, yo, yo We the forever livin, theres no beginnin or endin All Citys The Actual, yall niggas is pretendin In jeans and linen, I will attract the flyest women My waves stay spinnin, and not a dime of mine they spendin Thats pimpin tradition, play Sony in the Expedition Play your position, who wandered with my coalition we boa constricted, gettin so many splits its sickenin Lyrically stick ya, every pedestrians a victim I gotta addiction, to marijuana and the Henny Brooklyn send me, we break bread and convert pennies into major dollars We lock jaws like rottweilers, duck tapin your mouth so they cant here you hollar, you held for hostage, now we informed ya niggas, the ransom is handsome seven digit figures, and some, while back at the mansion we light up the Branson, and write hot shit to leave you dancin as we advance on through, All City "CREW" "Ready to flip shit, comin through with crew... No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...dont get it wrong... comin through with the crew...No...no doubt baby... All City CREW... Ready to flip shit, comin through with crew....No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...dont get it wrong...comin through (echoes)" [Verse 3:] For this dough yo, the mega flowin coastal Plan to be the next mogul, through rap vocal No love if I dont know you, fam is so few N-Y streets I flow through, layin low dope, like Im suppost to Till Im boku, in the gold coupe, the city wanna whole Lou You couldnt go through, platinum medallion with the opal Swingin low true, you fugazi, yo shits shaky, made you shady The mega psalms hades, never play thee, put in work till shits gravy, move greatly, up in the grey V-12 puffin the hazy, eyes lazy, thoughts paisley me and my shorty from Baisley, All City raise due new ones to follow, chrome nozzle, we spit things that leave you hollow sophisticato, strictly for the cargo, gems sparkle, new wave El DeMarco, I play my part though, the city hot though "CREW" "dont get it wrong...comin through with the crew..." [Verse 4:] Yo, Im certified raw, you heard of me before Verbally Im bringin war to those who wanna murder me Put ya niggas servin me, King put em through surgery Had you on a respirator in state of emergency Rob you for your currency, yall worry me not Blast a shot and watch you faggot niggas scurry from spot I play the devils advocate play me sideways I aint havin it you rather get mauled by attack dogs, thats havin this you cant fathom this, when in the presence of the fabulous rap attackin this, fly at niggas with the rapidness who bout to clap at this, we at the top of our rank Your shit is juvenile compared to my style you shootin blanks Behold this metropolis, gold, throw ya hands in Me and my mansn, we explodin like loose cannons Lace you quick with the basic wit, Tiger like Asics Theatrical niggas be tryin to play sick, stay awake kid... "All City Crew..." [ The Actual Lyrics ]
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