Представляем точный текст композиции "Future Sport" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Cease . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Future Sport» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Cease передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Cease - "Future Sport"
Lyrics to Future Sport : (feat. Joe Hooker, Mr. Bristal, Redman) [Lil Cease] Let the Mony out (yo, yo) Let the Mony out (yo, yo) [Monkey noises] [Redman] Yo, yo, this Funk Doc Straight up, nigga, lay down No time to play now (uh ha) Brace be around your hip from the waist down Keep it calm and dont react Cognac be the Zodiac Lo, we back, cock, so these cats wont relax You see the face through the open mask, body Open gash, hoes throw me cash We gon blow, front row, do tash Im a what you call a dog *Dog barking* Fucking girls that do hair in mini-malls Lunatic when Doc spit, four patted walls (uh ha) Sick therapy got you back in the raw (uh ha) Cocky mass, I put the axe in the door Massacre, seminars off Branson jars Ill strip your hoe, strip your Benz Even strip that black line on your Master Card Card, card, card [Chorus: Joe Hooker] Youre fraid to say what you mean Youre just too scared to say what you feel Youre afraid of us Youre afraid of us [Mr. Bristal] BK niggas, hold it down correct (uh ha) Been a long time coming, niggas better start running Do more than top-gunning Dumming like a fifty-dollar sum And yall cowards dont mean nothing (uh huh) Kept it real with this Rap shit while you try to go Pop I got the Maz flow down on the schemes and plots (uh ha) If I want, nigga, I could come and take your block So call them, the first one to call the cops Like a lesbi, strictly platinum status nigga, lets see I dont wanna test, B, niggas dont impress me Who got you gassed like Ghetty, funny like Eddie' (uh huh) Bris flow deadly, cuttin niggas like a machete Done, I die tech when its indirect (cmon) The home team woulda never let a nigga disrespect (cmon) We carry every object, enough ammo to take em (uh huh) Any ghetto project, so what nigga wanna test' (aaaahhh!) Wha [Chorus] [Lil Cease] Yo, yo, ha ha, yo Its the phenomenonal Cease, kill more than cancer Serious, real thug, no dancer (what) More cheese than cameras, cock them hammers (uh) My fo fo leave niggas bent like Montana Im killer than these cats could imagine when Im rapping (oww) I make it happen when Im relaxing Who want action' Ima give you whatcha bargain for Its not friction, its like fiction Puttin these cats outta commission Flows thats devastatin, Im dissin, so listen If its hot, then get the fuck out the kitchen We All-City, we all-pretty Niggas rather die just to floss wit me (ha) Keep it real, fuck how niggas feel (feel) Cuz this direct shit gonna get niggas killed Niggas sayin Cease cant write, Cease cant rob (yo) Little do they know, Im ahead of my time Future rhymes, what [Chorus: to end] [Lil Cease] Yo, cmon Yo, yo, say what Ha ha, yo You afraid You afraid Motherfuckers Yeah, yo Uh huh, uh huh, huh Future sport motherfuckers Buck buck buck buck Huh, ahhhh! Uh huh, cmon Uh huh, huh Ha ha, ha [ Future Sport Lyrics ]
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