Представляем точный текст композиции "Underdogs" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Coup, The . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Underdogs» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Coup, The передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Coup, The - "Underdogs"
Lyrics to Underdogs : [sobbing] I cant take this shit no more I cant take it I cant take this shit no more I cant take it I cant take this shit no more [chorus] This is for my folkers who got bills overdue This is for my folkers, um check one, two This is for my folkers never live like a hog me and you toe to toe, I got love for the underdog This is for my folkers who got bills overdue This is for my folkers, um check one, two This is for my folkers never live like a hog me and you toe to toe, I got love for the underdog I raise this glass for the ones who die meaninglessly and the newborns who get fed intravenously Somebodys momma caught a job and a welfare fraud case when she breathes she swear it feels like plastic wrap around her face Lights turned off and its the third month the rent is late Thoughts of being homeless cryin til you hyperventilate Despair permeates the air and sets in yo hair The kids play with that one toy they learned how to share Comin home dont never seem to be a celebration Bills they piled up on the coffee table like they decoration Heapin sppons of peanut butter, big ass glass a water make the hunger subside, save the real food fo your daughter Ya feel like swingin haymakers at a movin truck Ya feel like laughin so it seem like you dont give a fuck you feel gettin so high youll smoke the whole damn crop ya feel like cryin but ya think that you might never stop Homeless with no heat, stiff in your joint like arthritis If this was fiction itd be easier to write this Some folks try to front like they so above you theyd tear this motherfucker up if they really loved you and so would... [chorus] This is for my folkers who got bills overdue This is for my folkers, um check one, two This is for my folkers never live like a hog me and you toe to toe, I got love for the underdog This is for my folkers who got bills overdue This is for my folkers, um check one, two This is for my folkers never live like a hog me and you toe to toe, I got love for the underdog Theres certain tricks of the trade to try to halt your defeat like takin tupperware to an all you can eat Returnin used shit for new, sayin ya lost yo receipt and writin four figure checks when your accounts deplete Then all yo problems pile up, about a mile up Thinkin bout a partna you could dial up to help you out this foul stuff Whole family sleepin on the futon while you clippin coupons eatin salad tryin to get full of the croutons Across town the situation is identical Somebody gettin strangled by the system and its tentacles Misconceptions raise questions to be solved A lot of b-boys is broke, a lot of homeless got jobs You could make eight bones and hour til ya pass out and still be assed out Most pyramid schemes dont let ya cash out They say this generation make the harmony break But crime rise consistent with the harmony rate Ya take the people from jobs, you goin have murders and mobs A gang of preachers screamin sermons over murmurs and sobs Sayin pray for a change from the lord above you Theyd tear this motherfucker up if they really loved you and so would... [chorus] This is for my folkers who got bills overdue This is for my folkers, um check one, two This is for my folkers never live like a hog me and you toe to toe, I got love for the underdog This is for my folkers who got bills overdue This is for my folkers, um check one, two This is for my folkers never live like a hog me and you toe to toe, I got love for the underdog You like this song cause its relate Its you in the rhyme We go to stores that only let us in two at a time We live in places where it costs to get yo check cashed Arguments about money usually drown out the tec blast Work six days a week, cant sleep Saturdays though Muscles tremin like a pager when the batterys low And you just dont know where the years went Although every long shift feels like a year spent And you could write your resume, but it wouldnt even mention all the life lessons learned during six years of detention Or how you learned the police was just some handicappers On the ground next to broken glass and candy wrappers Now dont accept my collects on the phone just hit me at the house so I know I aint alone And we could chop it up, bout this messed up system Homies thats been killed, how we always goin miss em Its almost impossible survivin on this fraction sip a forty to the brain for the chemical reaction You gotta hustle cause they tryin to push and shove you Ill tear this motherfucker up cause I really love you and so would... This is for my folkers who got rent over due This is for my folkers, um check one, two This is for my folkers never live like a hog Me and you toe to toe, I got love for the underdog This is for my folkers who got rent over due This is for my folkers, um check one, two This is for my folkers never live like a hog Me and you toe to toe, I got love for the underdog [phone rings] hello yeah, whats up daboo' just a bunch of shit this morning, uh, they repoed our shit, Im sittin on the flo I aint lyin My mom, she ya know, she broke down, started cryin She wanted to beat the dude up with a bat But uh, anyway Why, whats goin on tonight I aint got no money [ Underdogs Lyrics ]
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