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Текст песни «FIGJAM» от Butterfingers

Представляем точный текст композиции "FIGJAM" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Butterfingers . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «FIGJAM» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Butterfingers передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Butterfingers - "FIGJAM"

Lyrics to FIGJAM : I woke up this morning, but I didnt wake Til the afternoon, because I slept in late With a great mental state and a date with destiny Ill roll down the block without a copper even stressin me Let alone arrestin me or giving me a ticket Its coming into summer, and the weathers fucking wicked So I figured Id be hitting the beach Look at skinny-dippers titties and get something to eat After half a pound of chips and a flounder burger I was sitting on my arse like a council worker Reminising about being pissed off about My house burning down to the ground, and being out on my arse Before my change of fortune Now I score tunes, dont get up before noon So your mamas on the head of my knob And its better than heading to my dead-end job Because the boss was a cockhead when I was a clerk So I clocked him - and now I dont work Its beautiful day, and I can use a cliche, cause "I am the greatest!" ...like Cassius Clay I got the world at my feet, and my toe jams nasty Figjam! Fuck Im good, just ask me I couldnt give a shit about your corporate hierachy Figjam! Fuck Im good, just ask me Ahhhh! I cant believe how good I am, Im the motherfucking man Ahhhh! I cant believe how good I am, Im the motherfucking man Ahhhh! I cant believe how good I am, Im the motherfucking man Ahhhh! I cant believe how good I am, Im the motherfucking man I rock around in track-and-thongs Fucked off a buck-of-bongs If you dont like it, you can come suck a long dick. Cause Im brit pop, all the way to hip hop I get so plastered, youd think Im drinking gyp-rock But Im shit-hot, no matter how you look at it And my lyrics make you wanna read the book-a-let Dont - cause Im cooking it like the iron chef! Thats why Im deaf, up to the high clef Figjam! The rhymes are fat like Chief Wiggum and in fact I never lack its like a magic pack of Tim Tams Weatherduck snobs and you sucking on a give-a-damn, so good on the cut They should call me Edward Scissorhands So give a hand for me and my associates ... (You suck!) Well thats just inappropriate Smoke me a kipper, bitch Im from the Ipa-switch Side of town, dont forget to write it down (West side, eeee!) What the fuck' It aint gangster rap! Think youre tougher, then youd probably suffer wankers cramp And Ill thank you to fuck right off Professional fuckwits, take one night off Im Evil Eddie with a rock-steady microphone mastery Figjam! Fuck Im good, just ask me As a concept, the intellect cant grasp me Figjam! Fuck Im good, just ask me Ahhhh! I cant believe how good I am, Im the motherfucking man! Ahhhh! I cant believe how good I am, Im the motherfucking man! Ahhhh! I cant believe how good I am, Im the motherfucking man! Ahhhh! I cant believe how good I am, Im the motherfucking man! I got the strong profile, without the help of rhinoplasty Figjam! Fuck Im good, just ask me Kicking arse in the cha, but you cant class me Figjam! Fuck Im good, just ask me I just had a threesome with ya moma and your aunty Figjam! Fuck Im good, just ask me And theyre coming back this arvo for the bukkake party Figjam! My dick is bigger than a wigwam! And you can see my peepee three feet above the tv And if you are getting very sleepy, wake up! (these cunts need a shape up) Im a jet-set, go-getter, but I got a vendetta Just got a death threat over the phone Better go lay low, under ground, like a bilby Figjam! Chill man, people wanna kill me! But I dont let that bullshit sweat me Im at ya mamas if you wanna come and get me, You shady fuck, I may be stuck In a crazy situation but Im favoured by lady luck You wanna stop me' Youd Wanna do it properly' [Blam blam] Ah fuck! Somebody shot me! [ FIGJAM Lyrics ]

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