Представляем точный текст композиции "Wreckgonize" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cru . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Wreckgonize» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cru передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cru - "Wreckgonize"
Lyrics to Wreckgonize : (feat. Black Rob) [Black Rob] Yo all I do is drop lethal, yall know my peo-ple Verbally its a massacre Im sharper then shanks up in Attica Choke them lethally till he suffocate Lifeless but step into this shit thats priceless I cut the life force, now Im on the right course I stifle, those that pop shit but carry rifle, triflin Yet Im wise, every murders organized Its premeditated so brothers recognize No escapin the hell-a-coust, pay your toll, come across And watch me test my burner on a horse Hom-i-ci-dal, I used the vital when I step to suck-a-cidal It all balls down to my recital No time to waste, fill the bass I got ya head in the suitcase Smilin while Im look at ya dead face The cause of death still remains a mystery its a pity They caught me cause the source had to flicker me Not at all tops the shame, no external no blood stains Sharp objects to pierce the brain I got enough dope for your veins and restrain Hand cuffs and chains nuthin but pain [Chorus Yogi] Nigga, you better Wreckgonize You bett-er, Wreck-gon-nize Nigga, you better Wreckgonize Nigga, you better Wreckgonize, nigga [Yogi] Car-los, the base head, is lurkin (lurkin) Askin for change nigga constantly urkin Ms. Elizabeth callin out the win-dow to her husband Joe Nigga died a year ago And every days the 4th of July with the sparks in the sky Aimin at the Gods as we get high, whats your pleasure' Sippin on the booze and the Crus smoke the blunts The whole blunt, nuthin but the blunt But the O heads in the pro-jects, hit the he-ron Dozin off in front of liquor stores through a p-long Dont know how to act, Sister Eve go to church But she still smoke the cracks, praise to the lord, doin bad Spanish kids across the bridge popin on that nes tabs Go to the bar drop the "yay-yo" Sniffin with the lows, all red lookin feyo And the ledge round the way, Yogi still smokes dust Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice-Be, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice) I guess that lesson wasnt delivered When Chip and Elah took that long walk in the river Fuck a 95, we got the 9 2-5s, 3 8-10, 2 4-4s Make a nigga hesitate Thats if you dont know the date [Chrous] [Chadio] In actuality violence is my reality Some tend to talk me but to them its just a fallacy True lies, you kick your stories on the street Now its true, listened twisted up and say it was you But me, Im representin while my peeps puff herb, superb Dropin bombs like a Boznian, Serbs my word It gets no deeper, I bet the Grim Reaper While layin on my chest wish-in I had worn a vest Now dont ask why just Wreckgonize my demise Runnin from 4-5s spark the drive-bys Long hot days in July, the blood dries And the kid that didnt run is the kid who dies The body states of America filled with lies Shorties runin and gunin in front of Gods eye It aint no surprise that the brain just fries Due to excessive use of the get highs And Im that same nigga drinkin Mi-tie And we cant kick out habits no matter how man-y tries Living amongst the new world, doin despise Guys that dont give a fuck the just chastise But I rise, see my minds too wise Catchin bodies with chip-a-bodies I have no ties Hittin home runs while you hit pop flies Dont mind the size nigga just Wreckgonize [Chorus x2] [ Wreckgonize Lyrics ]
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