Представляем точный текст композиции "Trip to London" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fiend. Наша коллекция содержит детально проверенные слова песни, включая скрытые метафоры, отсылки и эмоции, вложенные автором. Лирика «Trip to London» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fiend передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани любимого трека.
Fiend - "Trip to London"
[Fiend]
He never really saw the bullet coming, no type of instinct for running
I wish he would have came with me to London
I never knocked his hustle, I was the one that gave him muscle
And showed him how to make a missle and snap a bone tissue
Red covered the floors, only by the doors
Incase the D.E.A. got a drug sweep tour
To feed the kanine, look, I keep one on your waistline
A few thoughts if they really wanna chase mine
Why they wanna replace mine, chance with the killer when I chase mine
I wear bullet proof transform, leave a number on who made mine
Smoking that gray pine, they save mine
I had to seek it, now Im one of the ones that can speak it
[Mo B. Dick]
Yeah you didnt want to listen the first time nigga warned ya.
But now nigga bring that pain to your ass now.
Look where you at, look where you at now nigga.
What?
[Kage]
Bitch, you bitch.
The games survival, follow motto of Fiends eleven hollows
And if I woes my rivals, represent the cash to Austin Powers
Toss a towel, its the arrival of the most powerful shots sprayed
Like your ex girlfriends, and goes, finger fuckin gun and ammos
Lay a centerfold who they feel like Congo
Fuck a knife when we jump out the Bronco
With the four fours, uptown desperado
Hit you with a Roy Jones combo, this aint a boat load
To your afro, murder you, come to your funeral
Buck and peel low, its a new time, heres the intro
Fuck with Fiend, you die, lose your vitals
[ODell]
You didnt see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came with me to London
You didnt see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came to London
You didnt see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came with me to London
You didnt see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came to London
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