Представляем точный текст композиции "Caught In Da Game" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Sticky Fingaz . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Caught In Da Game» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Sticky Fingaz передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Sticky Fingaz - "Caught In Da Game"
Lyrics to Caught In Da Game : [Chorus] In these streets, where we from We all caught in the game Tryna pull our life out of the drain If you dont make it, you the one to blame In this life, that we live We only tryna survive Its hard with the blind leading the blind Everybody here stuck in the grind [Sticky Fingaz] They said I was crazy, nigga sick in the head Who raised me' My mother was sick in the bed How could you blame me' On the block gettin that bread They couldnt change me, too hot, dippin them feds I made a promise, not to go back to jail Under my garments, gun tuck, packin that steel But reguardless, this nigga here is out of the field Now my partners is only money, thats real I got my mind made up, my shine aint up Until Im in that casket, my time aint up Tell you bout my lifestyle, Ill walk you through First mix the Louie wit the Johnnie-Walker blue Now peep the hooptie, Im followed by my crew Hundred thou in jewelry when the God come through I kept it thorough with my ear to the streets Now we gettin Cash Money without the gold teeth [Chorus] [Sticky Fingaz] I done seen pain, felt pain and lived pain nigga Half my life in these streets down the drain Analyze the game through the eyes of my father Had to feel my way through with the revolver That goes to tell you he aint show me nothin Mad at the world when they aint owe me nothin So I apply pressure, why not for more measure And more cake, we turn hoods to whole states For my real niggaz, dressed in greens is upstate Trapped in that cold cell with no bail We aint mean to hurt nobody to get them dollars up Half my niggaz goin deadll push ya flowers up Im fresh out the county, with no shoe laces They thought they could stop us with probation' We just live on the run and switch up locations Play the future by the air until its time to face it [Chorus] ['''] Young niggaz stay hungry for war Bred and raised by hustlers and whores Born the struggle in this jungle, escape poor While the White House got ten rooms with ten blind doors I was born to fight for whats right, by the day and night Prayin for life cause shit aint tight in these streets Thats why I stay squeezin my heat And strippin life from mammals A hungry young hustler ready to gamble For a better way of livin so fuck sittin in prison Cause every niggaz a ' victimized by the system Cops and cellblocks, why hell rots Young thugs from Queens to ' Slugs give shellshocks in these streets where funeral bells knock [Chorus] [ Caught In Da Game Lyrics ]
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