Представляем точный текст композиции "Countdown" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Square One . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Countdown» — 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 - "Countdown"
Lyrics to Countdown : 12 years of struggle, 12 years of hustle For 12 years couldnt stay my ass out of trouble Ran 12 spots to sell grass in the jungle For 12 years a motherfucker stashed on the humble! Like 11 big dudes on the line of scrimmage I spit with the strength of Popeye on spinach. Give me 11 minutes, nigga, and your girl is finished Leave your ass heartbroke and your world diminshed Caught 10 cases, 10 different files Seen the same face rocking 10 different smiles Bag 10 dimes with 10 different styles Glad the Knicks got rid of Chris Childs There was these wild ass cats thought they had 9 lives, Trapped on 9th behind enemy lines It was two against 9 no escape this time Tapped their spine with a couple blasts from a 9 [Chorus:] Yo my brother is you with it, hey oh yeah Im with it Yo son is you committed, I stay committed Making the digits, 4 ways to split it Souls Infinite, ya got to come and get it [x1] My moms used to tell me I should talk with my father You dropped 1 album with 8 different authors 8 different A&Rs, 88 offers I stick to Showdown, why even bother I take 7 MCs put them in a line Add 7 more brothas that think they can rhyme Itll take 7 more before I go for mine Now thats 21 MCs ate up at the same time 6 million ways to die you know the rest Ive got a 6th sense for shorties with big breasts It used to be whos the best and whos fresh You got something to say player take it to my chest This is real hip hop like Fab Five Fred We murderin tracks like 5 shots to the head You dead. We do it so the kids get fed Sing the song if you heard what I said [Chorus x1] Build 4 corners, cross 4 waters Bloods been shed for the New World Order A penny 4 my thoughts, I need 4 quarters Ive got 4 names 4 my unborn daughter I knew this European chick with 3 black kids With no idea of what black is Had 3 different niggas in just 3 years Even let my man hit it off just 3 beers Thats 2 too many, 2 peas in a pod 2 MCs or not, were like Mo Cheeks & Doc 2 tumtables and 2 mics to rock Blow up spots to set up our own shop Square One life to live so this life we give 1 Love to the ones who pump our shit Thump our shit in 1 room appartments Have your neighbors call the police department [ Countdown Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Square One. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Countdown» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Countdown» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.