Представляем точный текст композиции "Who' Me." и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Skinnyman . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Who' Me.» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Skinnyman передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Skinnyman - "Who' Me."
Lyrics to Who' Me. : [Skinnyman] Who' Me, listen.. This time when we splash, trust were gonna splash Theyre gonna come up runnin and pun us with their mash Men are gonna stand firm, some are gonna dash Some of them boys just aint ready for the clash When you dont see your life past you by in a flash Cuz others wanna hate on the fat Jamaic cash Everything theyve tried to achieve has even crashed Theyre left walkin up and down road lookin brassed Alas, most of them men are fassios Every two weeks they have to sign for dole Im on another level blood, check it, Im-a roll Rippin down any spark with my famine toll You dont know how that go, any way you want it Settin you which way, blood Im on it, so run it Who' Me, listen.. I used to roll deep with a crew of nasty soldiers Now I hold heat, carryin that weight on my shoulders The way that Ive been raised is too much to get over The way the streets have tried to mould us then hold us to the pavement Now were facin modern day enslavement Gettin shift, lookin at the world behind the jail fence Twenty three hours locked down is how your days spent Thinkin bout the way all of my old school braves went Cuz I been here puttin it down for years I watch my silence, screams will break the death ears Nothings left here but a holy but fuckery All over the country road is lookin ugly, trust me From the age of ten years old Certain runnings that Ive been through remain untold Who' Me.. Thats why I resurface, cause everything I hear sounds worthless Man who wanna play your part, they know your purpose I know my heart, my rhymes stomp full of curses Makin every one around me start actin nervous Call doctors and nurses, emergency services Pull it back like cartwheel spin reverses Check my verses, the way Im puttin em down The way Im shuttin em down, Im not fuckin around Im cleanin up town like some old street sweepers In broad daylight, I roll with night time creepers Whoever want to eat us, beef us or show my peeps love The others can meet their Grim Reapers Forget bein six feet deep dug, it dont matter After Ive left ya with ya scull bone shattered The heads that you see me roll aint no rappers Gun clappers who live like nuttin dont matter [ Who' Me. Lyrics ]
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