Представляем точный текст композиции "The Spark" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Roots, The . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Spark» — 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 - "The Spark"
Lyrics to The Spark : Chorus: Malik B (2X) Yo, the feet that I walk with The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with The mouth that I talk with, the terror that I stalk with Now its time to spark shit [Malik B] Look God, I walk around a little edgy already Yall MCs come into my face, but my aims steady M-illitant is skilled in most strategic plan I float across seas and, breezed across land Standin, in these thoughts of murder within The structure of this world thats corrupted with sin Im always hittin, to leave MCs guessin For any transgression, in my perimeter there will be a blessing, and your explicit intoxicated buddha session, to stop stressin me with the madness, puttin niggaz on my had list No sadness is felt, you shuffled and your cards get dealt Jim Carrey ass niggaz start to melt Impact like a buckle bein swung from off a belt Any help for shelter, when in the realms of a welter My weight will tilt ya, hold alignments and change your filter My attitude a product of society So sometimes for gratitude, you know you cant rely on me Niggaz eyein me, with looks of they anxiety Wonderin whats in my heart, velocity or piety Yo, it depends on which one, you bring to surface At times I get trife, but what to worship is my purpose Malik B blend with the tree, to spot an enemy You cloggin me up cat, now vacant the vicinity Chorus [Malik B] Im symbolic to a ballot, its Abdul Malik Dont approach with bullshit, Im quick to call it invalid Route through your district, we keep it simplistic No need for the rapper to talk, put it on halt Show me the vault, or the safe, cause Im on the paper chase Wade through route states for bout thirty down my waist Im tryin to get it, these rain bottlin thoughts become acidic With one in the chamber, ready to aim and spit it A girlfriend and team made nigga cash just splintered I take what you got to give, cause I got to live The last hour, I bet your ass ' Might act up, but I still can pass dowa Im usin new ways to try to reach these better days Instead of tryin to take you under I just make you wonder I still fast, make salaat, and pay zakaat I didnt make Haj yet, but thats my next project Livin two lives, one of turn and one with true lies Keepin a hoe, knowin these hands into my dua In the quarters livin modest with my nigga Trotter I circle my foes, like tawaf around the kaba I used to live life, like there was no manana Now Im treatin every breath, like it was your honor Im Mill-itill-itant with the Fifth that stand firm like a pillar, Im I and T-L like Manilla Chorus 2X This is what its all about (7X) [ The Spark Lyrics ]
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