Представляем точный текст композиции "I C Dead People" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Redman & Method Man . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «I C Dead People» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Redman & Method Man передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Redman & Method Man - "I C Dead People"
Lyrics to I C Dead People : [Verse 1: Redman] Word is bond, Redman make the eardrum Im seeing dead pople creepin on my income Piercing the ear drums, how the fuck he do it' Got little miniture Redmans, crawlin into it, cause my (Tactics is a tool, kids actin like a fool) Thats what happens to students, when you keep em after school I stay a wild child, beef, bring it like "Raow! Raow!" My guns go boom, boom, while your guns go pow pow! Still, I feel a chill, bumps in my body The spirits of other MCs, Rucka center party Cause, you being, the man that I am Im awfully hunted by them guns with wide lens on the scope Sucka, you miss, Im a get my laugh on You fuck around and woke up, with ya stash gone How I spaz on niggaz is ugly You got the game fucked up on makin the money See I dont say Im thugged out, but I know my choice Back up plans, got back up; if I blow my voice Thats why Im Brick City, and what to put my niggaz on To see us perform, we sellin out at Ticket Tron What Im doing is wrong, but It lasts long Yo, toast the niggaz that passed on Get it while the gettin good, whole life in a grip Cause when its gone, thats it, thats it, thats it! [Chorus 2X] Im seeing dead people creepin on my income You win some, you lose some, but you never run [Verse2: Redman] (' Come on) Redman its the war head; BOOM! Nigga I dont die, I was born dead Top of the mornin to ya, I wake up like a born loser The world is my Bermuda; Triangle and Im lost in it Im hearin voices saying "Red, the wanna put holes in ya authentic" I walk among winners and I put out work, nigga (And I dont stop, until I squirt) Haters hate on, you can tell the rest of the class I can see the evil in you, through a masculine task (Smoke the greenest grass) I live by the hand of god That me, ya boys, or ya guns wont leave a scar You niggaz too hard and not ready to scrap Knowin damn well, ya moms raised you better than that Redman the weirdo, Im my own dirty clique With 35 KOs nigga (Ill make it 36!) [Chorus 2X] [Verse 3: Redman] Thou shall not fuck with raw, Funk Docter Takin ya breath when I drop ya I feel for you (' try to test me) You a waiteress set of an MC, check please (I waited way too long) Now its time to put Gilla on the map Gilla on ya back, same Zombies, from Phila on attack Niggaz want it back, Triggas on the map Wont stop me, Im not a quitter thats a rap (If I was just broke you wouldnt notice me) Ha, Ha, but look at the bright side my man No body really planned to fail, you really failed the plan Gotta keep the bomb like an Israeli hand My musics killa, yours girlie; Scram! I can hang out in the same place as my fans Let em touch me, feel how far that I swam Look in my eyes, ya noddin to sleep It aint a watch, as Eminem, providin the beat Thats why.. [Chorus 4X] [ I C Dead People Lyrics ]
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