Представляем точный текст композиции "Cant Mess" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Square One . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Cant Mess» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Square One передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Square One - "Cant Mess"
Lyrics to Cant Mess : Rasul Allah master supreme, catastrophys theme Traded my laughter for dreams, last to be seen On magazines the footage on your TV-screen I rather get paid and spit sixteen Even with a telescope ya couldnt see me split this cream Hit this scheme, watch me tongue-kiss this dream No mean thats word on my cousine Shireen Aint move of yal can touch or fuck with this team! Hey yo welcome to the SQUARE MCs better beware Grab a microphone, run for cover & stand clear Fuck an introduction got no time for fanfare To get to me, youve got to go through my man here Lyrics like sharp spears cut the listeners ears Leavin you dumb with no eardrum beggin to hear Man of the year GIANNI your label shouldve signed me Untill then I keep building living devinely! [Chorus:] Cant mess with the gods, Baby To all you pretty MCs Cant get with these (twice) The fact is you cant sack these black quaterbacks Were strapped like some cats with love for Arafat New Jacks need to practice they plan to attack We influence the masses it shows in their acts Exposing theyre wack, take their cloth off their back While Im posing for ads Imans composing the tracks Like that and Eddis throwing on the wax So many hos at shows front-rows be packed And perhaps curiosity kills that cat Mad rappers get jacked plus x-ed on their backs Infinite stacks, cut like pieces of crack Beats that you lack all you MCs get smacked We use turntables while you spit off dat Its like Mugsy Bogues, against Big Shaq See it aint where Im from its where Im busting my caps And if you dont know where to put it just fill in the gaps [Chorus] Watch me run with your queen through the garden of eden Teach her the Science of how to father my semen Party with demons, liquor and a jar full of reefer Show off my heater before putting size between her Lie I need her might even buy her sneakers Untill the trick starts to flip and jeoperdize my freedom Thats when I passed her number to Johnny McEnroe cause he sure knows how to mack a ho If lifes a bitch then Im goin to fuck it till I die Have her laying on her stomach while shes reaching for the sky Hitting it so hard leaving marks on her thighs I do my work in the dark before the sunrise Look in my eyes, do I look like a nigger that lies' On some shit that most brothers can only fantasize Singing on your dingaling it happens worldwide Disrespect yourself and damage your girls pride [Chorus] [ Cant Mess Lyrics ]
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