Представляем точный текст композиции "Day By Day" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Tommy Tee . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Day By Day» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Tommy Tee передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Tommy Tee - "Day By Day"
Lyrics to Day By Day : (feat. A.L., Punch & Words, Talib Kweli) [Talib Kweli] Yo you think that, its crazy man' This brother from South Africa told me that theres like a Tupac tribe, and a Biggie tribe right' And heads got like AK-47s and machine guns and and and and Africans killin each other over some East coast/West coast, knahmsayin' I mean that we deaded it a long time ago man but lives is bein lost, yaknahmsayin' Over some bullshit, yaknamsayin' I dont really understand it yo [Wordsworth] Yo, reality is life and death, full of fights and threats Murders, burglars, prostitutes search the night for sex Rollin dice on steps, take advice from vets, brains are bright in death and you can have accounts that never bounce from writin checks Life and tecs, there aint really much here Either sports video games you deal or cut here Jeeps or Porshes, a portion of dreams in fortune Intercourse that Im stressed to keep it or abortion My topics full of plans, on profit from this land A pocket full of grands to have your optics full of fans Im tired of dollar bands, shoppin carts pushin cans and jobs aint callin back, you better off pullin scams To rack props, cops harass black blocks Parents addicted, kids on they colors from crack tops for jacktops, pistols instead of tissue muscle to bust you You got a choice, either b-boy or drugs can rush you [A.L.] Life is too short, thats why I strive to live it to the fullest Half my brothers are locked up, the other half a caught a bullet To pull it, its kinda strange like every night I got a full moon I used to pull boom, hopin one day Id drop a jewel soon but hard to see that, with so many problems in my picture My car ' that, I try to soft it with the liquor Were dissolvin quicker, my streets are hotter than Cancun Backstabbersll shank you, say more than thank you and prank you Theyre brainwashin us, thats why I never use the shampoo The game knockin us, thats why Im clever when the cam zooms So whats the reason for the treason who you pleasin when you skeezin Bullets breezin every season leavin bodies freezin Forget excuses, puttin the blame up on the flamer Hip-Hop is useless, when entertainers hit containers Simple and plainer but crime is gettin stranger Wrinkles my gainer, but in time well live in danger No remainders in my chamber my eras are filled with toxicant Lyrics my oxygen I get the spirits from my moccassins My mouth is where I dropped my gem, I made the glock my friend No peace in the East, little kids is throwin rocks again [Chorus: Talib Kweli] Its only one life to live so I sacrifice But nobody came back from the afterlife Life and death is the fate of the streets Take it day by day, pray before I eat, pray before I sleep One life to live so I sacrifice When nobody came back from the afterlife Life and death is the fate of the streets Take it day by day, pray before I eat, pray before I sleep [Talib Kweli] The survivor of slavery, definition of bravery Flowin like Brooks bust Nines in Deep Space like Avery With rhymes made to be complete like A to Z or the number nine the months of pregnancy, what can you say to me' Call up the travel agency, book a flight to the end of time when the wicked get refined, the righteous kick a rhyme livin divine Rewind, to the present state of mind right now where beef will have you dead like the first man to catch Mad Cow Life is full of too much trifeness to chill and be enjoyin I be in the inner city like asbestos and lead poison My memories within the cannon of history Ready aim spit-fire my artillery, in the faces of cats who grillin me (Yo what you lookin at') Quick to touch up cats who aint feelin me with the ability, to plug you in, like auxillary Livin digitally, the only condition is critically You still the man physically but Im sunnin you spiritually Consider me far from average, lyrical rites of passage Rhymes comin out my cabbage, cold light up a savage Take you back to baby carriage, yo, for what its worth Drop a master verse before they cleaned up the afterbirth [Punchline] Aiyyo since I was teethin, I was labelled a heathen A demon, my pops must have had bad semen Now all eyes peepin, the man with the raps Been kickin since the womb and my moms felt that Train of thought off track, cause I couldnt F widdit I taught myself to hold ground on one pivot and never be timid, call me the rap God A slave to the game just like Amistad I rap eager, a daydreamer I seen cats dance for crack, like Gator in Jungle Fever While the thugs bust shots til it just dont stop Ill have a fat knot, controllin finances through the laptop Enhancin your mind, at night when I rhyme I spit gems that shine havin you thinkin its daytime I be the final sign, at any rate, opposin debate for all rappers with militant mindstates [Chorus] [ Day By Day Lyrics ]
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