Представляем точный текст композиции "At The Helm" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Hieroglyphics . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «At The Helm» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Hieroglyphics передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Hieroglyphics - "At The Helm"
Lyrics to At The Helm : (feat. Del The Funky Homosapien) Here we go [Chorus:] Life is a blast when you know what youre doin Best to know what youre doin fore your life get ruined Life is a thrill when your skill is developed If you aint got a skill or trade, then shut the hell up [Verse One:] My rhymes is like droppin your head on cement Crackin it open hopin to make a dent; Im hell-bent on resurrection, per-fection Lesson #1: rekindle the essence Rap aint about bustin caps and fuckin bitches Its about fluency with rhymin ingenuity All of this is new to me, see I peep rhymes with scrutiny, under a microscope I walk a tightrope A thin line between insanity and sanity mixed with a little vanity, boostin the morality with Hiero hospitality, soon to strike it rich like calories, salaries, ahh sounds like a plan And, I will expand hip-hop as well Might even kick a little impromptu, to stomp you weaklings, speaking things foreign to the human ear that, you will fear now, whether you like it or not Blood clots on your little life on the situation and on the stipulations... the shit you wastin time on you pawns, it was planned like that But we can fight back, like David Horowitz and say we want no more of this and put it in a cyrogenic status Replace it with the latest in technology Hip-Hop policies that demolish ya follies Olly olly oxen free, get off of me You cant see this, your defeatist attitudell get you nowhere fast, I tend to my task cause [Chorus: x2] [Verse Two:] Dont even start on the next man, lets scan your situation, you still have no patience Flip on niggaz, rob niggaz, even family All the way up to your moms -- you cant stand to be in the house, but when you kicked out you beggin to come back in then the same old skit happens You say you rappin but you dont know the essence Just hoe slap and bustin caps is your message Plus every time I put some scrill down, you steal it If thats your way of teachin me a lesson I dont feel it Your raps reflect your life and thats a shame cause the way youre soundin, you must think that its a game I can see if you came from the ghetto, but you came from the Meadow -- you really need to let that go You got no respect for hip-hop, and you tryin to rhyme Biding your time and I find it a crime I even tried to bury the hatchet man Cause we all African, you wanna be a rapper start practicin, you cant even flow right Spend most of your time fuckin hoes, getting in fights Hangin out, with no mission in life And youre missing your life, and youll be missing out on life I wont sweat you for that G you stole cause if youre still alive, Ill be there to see you fold Told ya! [Chorus: x2] [Verse Three:] You could be a rapper an actor a gun clapper A comedian providing laughter as a bachelor A pastor of a chapter, a doctor, a lawyer A fireman, a hired hand, whether boy or girl its your world your future you control it Whatever you do, early on, is how you mold it I record it, sold it, told it to you Mr. Del wouldnt tell you nothin that aint true, because [Chorus] Think youre able to label the Hiero sound' You still havent found a comparable variable You think youre able to label the Hiero sound' You still havent found a comparable variable All you marks... YEAH! This the freshest shit and you know i [ At The Helm Lyrics ]
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