Представляем точный текст композиции "Want It All" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fiend . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Want It All» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fiend передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fiend - "Want It All"
Lyrics to Want It All : (feat. Hound) [talking:] Yo, sound like-sound like the beginning of the album You know, right-right-right there when you finna bust that bitch down You know Im saying, took the wrapping off that right there Nigga never knew it, before they called me Fiend Come from New Orleans, Holygrove I moved to the 3rd Ward, when I was like bout like 12 Shit was cool, I was still Uptown you know Now look at me, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh [Hook: x2] I want it all, this time this time everytime I want it all, this time this time everytime I want it all, this time this time everytime I want it all, this time I want every dime [Fiend:] I got the heart of a ghetto boy, see I know what not to do Let em spark, if I gotta survive mission impossibles Bring it to your ass, aint gon sit here and lie to you Take clips break shit, I do what I gotta do Your face all over the place, you see what that bottle do This dog you hunt, and it would devour you Me rapping nigga, work em over an hour or two Yeah Fiends back, and you shot me a dial or two I waited five times, now you disrespecting my mind Now I gotta, get that iron I sold him that three six, he couldnt tear me up Make the animal fuck boy, and I aint barely up [Hook x2] [Hound:] You fuck with him, believe me we busting ten Fucking round well be busting then, then youll be ducking and Uh in God we trust, but we busting on men Acting like he cant you touched, now watch me touch up on him Hot shots in my palm, and in my arm reach I blow smoke through your lungs, we fuck up your harm means I stay wanted, these niggaz they want it I give it to em fucking round, will have your life gon stay haunted I hustle up in alleyways, got talent like Caff Calloway The streets are telling me, life gon be better that-a-way Dont be smelling me, if I ever put my gat away Ill blow your back away, theyll burry you on Saturday [Hook x2] [Fiend:] When you addressing me, know that Im in someing seven speed Blowing chronic with the east of hairs, that be heavenly You around me alone, get you a felony I teach you how to be a player, but I aint Bellamy Its the one with the melody, it better be Better thangs, and a batch of jungle love I started writing I hear the dope mark, youre up in Pakistan That mean dealing, have them fiends gone silly Yeah you not a hustler, you just got barged hoe Dont know the fast life, till I raised the garage do I steal lives, so ugly a long fo Im in it for islands, not condos Im sending these, through your spine though And can knock an eyebrow, off of a blindfold Yeah Im Cristal spilling, with my wrists while chilling Saying goons, and Im like that I got yall cheering [Hook x2] [ Want It All Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Fiend. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Want It All» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Want It All» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.