Представляем точный текст композиции "WND" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Atmosphere . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «WND» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Atmosphere передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Atmosphere - "WND"
Lyrics to WND : [Slug] Its summer, and Im chillin on my steps with my little crew Just like the videos, just like all the little rappers do We voice love to the heads we know that walk past Sunshine and smilin, Livin out of a shot glass And I talk fast when it comes to girls Hey baby Im just a nut tryin to fuck a squirrel Maybe we could shut the world up Let some slug into your life Suddenly she hypes an eyebrow up, like "What do you mean'" and I start buggin like "If I was to fallowed you home would you keep me Would you feed me, would you pet me Would I fuck you till your sleepy'" She said Im creepy, and walked off Too late, I already got off on the fact you even stopped You knew Id treat you like an object You knew I was a rapper, you knew it was the trend For us rapper men to disrespect women infront of friends Nonetheless; here comes that kid Sean that I used to be cool with Went to school with, now this kid is talkin fool shit Gettin supper touchy with his lips about how I stuck his bitch supposedly What the fuck is this supposed to be Seans got nuts, hes alone, Im wit crew Now tell me what the fuck Im supposed to do I spew. Look (''') makes believers of cartoons And I happen to know your bitch sleeps in until the afternoon Honestly, my man, you dont bother me Cause Everybody bleeds, now go and ask your seed who his father be [Chorus] Im like "What, What" (Im like) "What Kid What" Im like "What, What" (Im like) "What Kid What" Im like "What, What" (Im like) "What Kid What" Im like "What, What" (Im like) "What Kid What" [Slug] Now Sean kicked my ass, I aint gonna lie, aint gonna laugh It wasnt fun, but fuck em, Ima get my gun Shit like that gets done in the world of rap If they pushin on ya vibe, you just a pussy if it slides So I sprint up three flights, Get into the feet whipe on the door Draggin dirt and blood on the rug, and the wood floor Couldnt believe my squad just stood there and watched Word to God, this boy tellin me to blame it on my cock Im amped, and Ima shoot every motherfucker out there Im ill, and Im gonna prove that shit when I get back downstairs Into the bedroom, my passion aimed at the closet Visualizing the top shelf, thats where the shoebox is I push the top up, enough to fit my hand in Reach into the box in a frenzy, realizing that its empty Hand rests in the box, head festers in an open stun Then I remember, I dont even own a gun [Chorus] "What, What" (Im like) "What Kid What" Im like "What, What" (Im like) "What Kid What" Im like "What, What" (Im like) "What Kid What" Im like "What, What" (Im like) "What Kid What" Im like "What, What, (Im like) "What Kid What" Im like "What, What, What Kid What" Im like "What, What, What Kid What" Im like "What, What" (Im like) "What Kid What" Im like "What, What, What, What" [Outro] Writers Never Die Writers Never Die Writers Never Die Writers Never Die [ WND Lyrics ]
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