Представляем точный текст композиции "The Red Light" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Smut Peddlers . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Red Light» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Smut Peddlers передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Smut Peddlers - "The Red Light"
Lyrics to The Red Light : [sample played in background throughout song] "My world, is blue" [talking] [Cage] The fuckin Trump.. [Mr.E] Yeah cut it up, cut it up [Cage] This aint no, this aint no bright lights and big city [Mr.E] Its dark alleys, red lights and no pity [Mr. Eon] I got it, locked, stocked, and two smokin bongs Got trees soaked and drawn, the mute grow dissolve drawn Independent like Ralph Nader When I hate yall like Dallas Cowboy tailgators [Cage] I used to cut up my arms Now 12 arms cut up my vinyl pawns Fuck fawn, I get embalmed on the john Then step onstage for encore Stab the promoter with the pen from his Palm 4 [Mr. Eon] East demenic, head dented, so devious The most mischievous, check out the sleaziest Deep in the dead of night, Peddlers getcha head right This here be a soundtrack for the Red Light [Cage] Lick the side of my mouth out, see the words, gouged out Letterin, hangin from the jaws, down stout A verse in blood, that only hybrids see And the non-creatives test my words fro HIV [Hook x2: Both] This here aint no bright lights and big city Its dark allies, red lights with no pity For all-a yall raw dawgs that get gritty Stack ones, carry guns, and live shitty [Cage] You get the tip while I piss on the barcheck Give a bitch some head that I pulled out of a carwreck Am I angelic or just slightly off track My bones shift when my ripped off wings flap [Mr. Eon] Now its a damn shame Dont even fuck with that bull that got Time Corp coursin through his veins Eons called fierce, cuz hes all weird Leave the fuckin record all cut up like Paul Pierce [Cage] My pain pour, quicker than Paul Painful bulletholes that contain splinters from the front door You seen how I did ya dawgs Sent em home, souls collected, impaled on telephone poles [Mr. Eon] They all be catchin eights when I be slashin fakes Makin fun of me' Im still pullin out on classmates With laser-guided missles that dont miss Oh bitch, you dont wanna test when I hold this [Hook x2: Both] [Mr. Eon] When the Earth is cast, its fuckin gun ashes With different aspects of microphone spastics Froze elastic, ass kissed the tragics Swimmin through ya petty bullshittin life jackets [Cage] For the most glamorous eat this shit raw E.C. put Cage down like a sick dog Now kids fiend for my solo LP Like crack addicted Co-Flow fans, you just flee [Mr. Eon] Slayin drones, beat em up with sticks and stones Stick with man-to-man, dont fuck around with zones If Im home or on neutral turf, when I blurt You will hurt, this mics spurts when I smell dirt [Cage] I got a bullet with a name on it, dick got a blade on it Lung got a stain on it, bottom-feeder get AIDS on it I drop shit for the crowds to figure out You touch the mic the crowdll breath and pour they liquor out [Hook x2: Both] [Mr. Eon talking] The Starbuck, The Word King Alchemist, Smut Peddlers, ah-ha My world.. is blue, Eastern Conference... [ The Red Light Lyrics ]
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