Представляем точный текст композиции "Buried Alive" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Hell Razah . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Buried Alive» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Hell Razah передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Hell Razah - "Buried Alive"
Lyrics to Buried Alive : [Movie sample:] "What did you mean when you said we were all dead'" "Do you ever think two times before you do anything'" "You ever think about what we want to do'" "And how to get it passed the white man'" "We dont live life, we survive through life" [Intro: Hell Razah] Nu Kemet, Renaissance Child, raise the dead Yea, Godz wrath, Im back niggaz, (about to bury niggaz) Open my casket, brush it off, brush that shit Wipe the dirt off my shoulder, lets go [Hook: Hell Razah] This rap game want me "Buried Alive" (Yea) This rap game want me "Buried Alive" (Yea) This rap game want me "Buried Alive" It dont matter if youre rich, is you ready to die' You can tell I survived from the dirt in my eyes (Yea) This rap game want me "Buried Alive" This rap game want me "Buried Alive" [Verse 1: Hell Razah] I aint dead son, my mind was in Solomons Tomb No divas like Queen of Sheba, who be swallowin shrooms Blair Witches from the hood, who dont ride on no brooms Just hard dick, wit a G-pack in hotel rooms Im back, holdin that ratchet, yall left it on my casket A rap kid that opened up my CD plastic Another birth of a MC classic I Hell Raz the dead, when I speak to the masses Im like.. Embalming fluids in Champagne glasses They say my name backwards in toast to they soldiers I let a Zombie beside wipe the dirt off my shoulder We be Pyramid builders, we be dealin wit boulders When I shine, its Supernovas that be hoverin over Wrote a Scripture on your tombstone, in the ink of a cobra Tossin niggaz off the ship, if they think theyre Jonah We payin Hospital visits, if theyre layin in comas Spit a verse on the corner, that be strong as Ammonia Red Hook to Demona, we snuffin slave owners Even if its chain gang, we got a shank on us Its Maccabee, bang-bang, get a tank on us Black Market military, project cemeteries Rhymes be obituaries, simple as a dictionary Draw it like its pictionary, blacker than The Mother Mary Renaissance Icon, each bar legendary Yall lookin like the Blue Notes did, when they aint have Teddy Come and get me, if yall really ready, some for Armageddy [Hook: Hell Razah] This rap game want me "Buried Alive" (Fuck em) This rap game want me "Buried Alive" (Yea) The crack game want me "Buried Alive" (You know) You cant tell I survived from the dirt in my eyes It dont matter if youre rich, is you ready to die' This rap game want me "Buried Alive" [Verse 2: Hell Razah] For dead men walkin, I wrote this in they mental coffin Kill your first borns off, wit a verbal abortion Im written in stone in the project, valley and dry bones You were made like eye-clone sittin in my throne (Get up) I play a skeleton bones like its xylophone (Brrrriinnnng) For that money, my mummy strapped wit a lot of chrome Its flat line, dial tone wake em up, daddys home They can bury my flesh, but cant bury my soul I aint atlas, but could carry the globe I stroll wearin my gray clothes, draggin my robe To a cipher, like a seance, and kick you a poem Turn the club to a catacomb, wit bloods on the dance floor Got models like Jezebel, takin they pants off Im tucked to common with fine diamonds, surrounded by violence Archaeologist grave robbin in silence Invaded by those British tyrants, like Howard Carter I do this for Saints of Martyrs, and our father Dustin off an old revolver, Ill let the cylinder turn And henny burn, that I sip in the urn I draw it first then cremated, so remember the words Its either one God you serve, or you can sleep wit the worms (Yea) [Hook: Hell Razah] This rap game want me "Buried Alive" (Ha-ha) This rap game want me "Buried Alive" (They wanna bury me man) This rap game want me "Buried Alive" It dont matter if youre rich, is you ready to die' You can tell I survived from the dirt in my eyes (Look at me man) This rap game want me "Buried Alive" (You know Im comin for yall niggaz) This rap game want me "Buried Alive" (Look at my fuckin eyes man, this shit is all real) [Outro: Hell Razah] Niggaz thought I was gon rest in peace But Ima rise in peace, knowwhatImsayin' This goes out to all them fake ass record companies And them fake ass record labels Who thought they was just gon toss some fuckin dirt on our grave And walk out the door with our masks and shit, knowwhatImsayin' Naw man, we gon hunt yall niggaz down man We gon hunt yall niggaz for the rest of yall life man The last niggaz that did shit to us, the studio burned down The last label that did some shit to us, they had to file bankrupcy Feel me', we not playin no fuckin game no mo man, Maccabees Niggaz want us "Buried Alive", yall want us "Buried Alive" We gon write rhymes underground, in the underworld On a fuckin tombstones, inside the caskets Thats Mental Caskets though, cause yall niggaz is mentally dead Its the return of the livin dead man [ Buried Alive Lyrics ]
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