Представляем точный текст композиции "Feel Like Me" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Clipse . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Feel Like Me» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Clipse передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Clipse - "Feel Like Me"
Lyrics to Feel Like Me : (feat. Pharrell) [Intro - Pharrell] Yo, we lovin this I got it baby Aint nothin but a par-ar-ty On my laced out chicks, par-ty All my niggaz in the six, par-ty Clipse comin wit the hits, par-ty [Verse 1 - Pusha T] Yo, the flow echo, grab a ho, wont let go Chick shake her ass, Kalipso, Im drinkin on the world Sip slow, techno scene, lace a beam My team up, stand out like indigo dreams In the club, bitches starin, dress, Donna Karen They inch a bit close to see the links we wearin The jealous cats fill the room, but thats they doom Because if the beef get set (PW: We cause a typhoon) Yeah, what you here for, you better prepare for The background cause your presence no onell care For the auto-matac, retaliate if its sat-ac Stagger when I walk, let my emeralds talk Terrors status, tote unquote top, never drop While the competition pleads and begs for us to stop The interlock, stack like stock, style I got Gonna make the world build off me like catchers glocks, yo [Chorus - Pharrell] All I wanna do is drink on the world Layin on the beach, takin sips wit my girl Here they come tryin to trouble me I just giggle cause I know they dont see Nor can they hear so they need to explain Its piece on pieces, thats simple and plain This is our ode to the galaxy Niggaz in the wrong if you feel like me [Verse 2 - Malice] Do you not know what the Clipse is Malicious, M.C. type relentless Why risk going against this, senseless You in the realm where your team is defenseless Players we ball, you in the benches Full of clips, underground wit extensions You thought the camp had love, we show none like a show gun Malice murderin MCs, except wit no gun The slow gun, beatll live fast, die young We from where they strike in the flash, like Cy Young How you come where you aint welcome puzzlin Take us more sips to cliss, we guzzlin Got me wonderin, how can you live wit yourself Move a detective, similar to the self Drama, you want drama, we do drama The prize package, we blow like Unibomba [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Pusha T] Its a fine line, between the have and the aint got Mad cause you aint hot, in fact, far from it Watch you plummet, we reside at the summit Full of clips, run this, ridiculous Why you makin me laugh, eat clips And an E-class, tap the wine glass at the lip Then on behalf of the clique, take a sip Remember how we used to be like now it be like, whatever Malice and Terror, of the bad double header [Malice] Its the congruent, symmetrical bomb unit Opposition fate, end up in found unit Sync wit the flow, hell no, we fine tunin And make the lie, kiss while you break your spine to it Talkin to make you feel me walkin without a worry Blaze up the spot, watch the whole crowd hurry Magnetic, do you like a tractor, pathetic Fully clips, M.O., yo, ready to chest hit [Chorus x2 w/ ad-libs] [Outro - Pharrell] Par-ty.. Aint nothin but a Clipse par-ty All my niggaz in the six, par-ty On my laced out chicks, par-ty [ Feel Like Me Lyrics ]
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