Представляем точный текст композиции "I Got U" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Spooks . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «I Got U» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Spooks передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Spooks - "I Got U"
Lyrics to I Got U : One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you Matter fact here take two Pits of flesh political palm picked and gone Spooks with uz Ice picks blades and tools Listen fool the revolution Is cool We leave clans In pools of blood Let em all scrub to thug Bustin for love and mud and bloody rugs Screamin on cats we spit In your face blast back The spooks put politicians In bags and Ay yo my crew chased you down outside your compound Now we got you In the four point hold on the ground Whoop hand me that barbed wire now your arms and legs are bound Hey vengeance pass me that scalpel now Relax close your eyes as the sound of my voice penetrates Submission Is your only choice to avoid the pain Cause I dont want no lip as I slip this microchip In your brain Go head look I know youre thinkin whos behind me Oh my god Its water water and no ones ever gonna find me I got your brains pushin head In the frame In a case not far over head of the flames Hangin over the fire I know yall hope I retire But all yall gettin Is open fire Ga ga spray down stay down lay down Yall niggas said we was commercial what yall gon say now One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you Rectangle sugar shane pound mcs and mangle Bending you back and bitch spank you A grammy fuck you talkin bout Im tappin your chin See you at a club for no reason tap It again This ball bully mcs we buildin em greek Large like Tiger Woods teeth when chewin on beef Take you round the block bring you back tie the knots He bitch man slap your whole block moms and pops I aint gon lie though brothers got a lotta bravado But cant back It up with the skills they playin lotto With they careers when they step to me on the streets On stage or over beats you cant engage the heat From this etherial thriller mysterious serving guerilla Stalk you with the sick precision of a serial killer Record your routine I watch you from the day to the night Calculatin when It might be the best time to strike They keep callin my name Water water come smack the whack In the back With a louisville ax slugger Then slash the jugular Hit your back rawdog with no rubber Hes a dirty mawfucka Wont last long thats what my momma turned and told my daddy when I Was born I got your neck In a noose damn right Im flexin my juice Shut your mouth nigga thats an excuse One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you One two Achoo Bless you I got you Caught you and taught you What which one of you manufactured rappers With the materialistic naive egotistical fan base Has the nerve to be offended What you gon do dis me Go head rhyme kick a verse I dare ya Oh I know It scares ya A bangin beat a empty room a full pen and a blank pad But dont get mad cause you dont know what the fuck you doin Go head freestyle punk wait before you start I know somebody done told you that a freestyles the reciting of a rhyme That hasnt been recorded or put on the market But when you write that rhyme down thats a record of the rhyme That rhymes been recorded so dont even start that shit A true freestyles a rhyme or verse kicked from the dome Simultaneous and timed to a beat Where mistakes are made you got bleeps and all the time But these are the things that makes a freestyle so unique From a precorded practiced or writen rhyme Now what you gon do If your response Is I know he aint talkin about me Im talkin about you So fuck you to a break beat bitch I got u [ I Got U Lyrics ]
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