Представляем точный текст композиции "50 Ways" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста DJ Quik . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «50 Ways» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую DJ Quik передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
DJ Quik - "50 Ways"
Lyrics to 50 Ways : [DJ Quik] Why you keep givin me cards I cant keep' I throw these two back, you throw me two more, theyre so cheap I couldnt get the winning hand that I wanted in my sleep Cause when the dream get good, I get trampled by sheep Nightmares, even when Im walkin in day Im havin dreams that Im runnin but theres smoke in the way And theres this man in a suit, he take a toke and he say, "You have a promise that you made and you broke it today." Now which part of this movie here did I just miss' Did I really sell my soul to this big red bitch' I dont think what you got to offer is really enough For cars sex and houses, money and stuff Id rather be broke and own nothin but piece of mind and a Benz, and a house, and a nine-deuce-nine on top, help me out before I sink the boat Theres gotta be more than 50 ways to keep afloat Cause I feel like Im suffocatin, I cant breathe I wanna go, but Im too afraid to leave Take me with you Mausie, I know youre seein somethin grand as you fade away, and you gently release my hand And it shook my balance, cause you aint no more alive You think Id see you, if I chewed this 45' Oh Id be the first person poppin three, droppin me to the abyss, but I miss, whats stoppin me' I got the pressures of the WORLD on my little back My nerves are turnin into jelly and Im bout to crack You think Im cheatin on my homies, by holdin back' No I really protect them all because the truth is wack Forever bars and forever scars Bein trapped and dyin young makes forever stars Tell me why am I so hesitant' And the way lifes goin, looks like when hell comes, Ima be a resident [Chorus 2X: Wanya Morris] La, la la-la - la, la la-la La, la la-la - la, la la-la [DJ Quik] They tell me Quik, suck it up, Im supposed to But me and Mausberg was closer than most knew It aint dramatized, and it aint a fuckin act when youre traumatized, and it aint no turnin back When youre so connected, and its hard to keep your focus When youre so affected, and its hard to love again When youre so neglected - suck it up, Im posed to That aint easy for somebody youre close to, shit See your homey in a coffin is so wicked and vivid Its gon be harder on all of us, cause we gon relive it Over and over, drunk or sober, from October to October I steadily feel like Im gettin knocked over And all the money in the world, dont make it better And a whole bottle of alcohol, dont make it wetter With a blur and a slur Im still callin ya name And on top of this drama you add fame' Wild But when you start to bubble then your friends they spite you And if you go to church, then hip-hop wont like you I feel like a giant on a worldwide stage but at the same time trapped in a real tight cage With no way out, I play out, then I come back Cause theres an unwritten law that says I cant be wack So I put on my game face, go back to the same place Only to realize that yall aint got the same taste Even with somethin new, they look at you cold And without a hot face, consider you old And leavin me stressed and broken-hearted How could I be finished with West coast rap' I helped start it! [Chorus] [ 50 Ways Lyrics ]
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