Представляем точный текст композиции "Korrupt World" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Twista . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Korrupt World» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Twista передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Twista - "Korrupt World"
Lyrics to Korrupt World : [hook] Hold all of the murderin up, if you gotta bust a cap then aim it up If you religious praise it up, if you gotta get high then blaze it up For the ones who never gave it up, Take a champagne glass and raise it up Agony was the feelin when I saw his blood spilling Poppin lip and taking over his tip is why he had to kill him Now his bodies in chalk and no longer can talk so then a life is lost Somebody tricked off and the killer was caught So now his lifes his cost You might get caught So to make a move these motherfuckers is petrified All the best that tried wont even slide So just bless the rest that died Is it a test of pride when inside You grip a trigger but you didnt wanna pull it Could it be a motherfucker that you notice On the other side of the bullet Should it matter now you figure fuck it Ima waste him Its just a murda for the nation But some end up locked up, broke up For felonies and over overly motherly abrasion Now in front of me encased in a coffin is a body With people around sad and froze Teardrops and rain But folks didnt really feel the pain until the casket closed I was drastic chose and the mother threw a frown Even though the gunner was found Cause it seems like yesterday when he was running around Now he under the ground cause they gonna get down in these streets Even though you pack a piece for heat these niggaz urgin to bust The game aint the same so stay away from the curb If you out there serving em up and [hook (repeat)] w/ "make a toast to yourself for survivng in a world thats so corrupt" Agony was the feelin when I saw his blood pouring Tragedy mess a man look in the mirror then I see the stud mourning As these streets erases others it encase a brother You had enough heart to waste this brother But could you face his mother I was faced with other Type of problems that had held me back Couldnt tell me jack now Im gone in my own zone You aint gotta tell me that so me trail me back to a time When a motherfucker d lost his will survive Me and my folks had to hustle and steal for a meal Eat or had to kill to survive I remember when you had my back When the relative passed and my momma cried When the house caught flames You collapsed in my arms when you heard that father d died I take drama in stride Even though I had to go through a thing to get myself together Still suffer but the worst is gone So its on till the roamin man have his shelter But if I end up back on the streets again and I had to recieve my fate Smoke weed at the wake so the pain and hate escapes To keep the kids straight Cause you did straight if your seed proceed As long as they keep learning and keep growing up Right now we survive in a place thats full of doubt And about to self-destruct [hook x2] Visualize in invisible eyes how I individualize Critical cries of pitiful skies that rain pain upon the ghetto land Where the unforgettable dies Subliminal lies mean a motherfucker never gone make it If he dont peep it and keep it in check soon Womb to the tomb death is in the next room If a nigga aint realizin a ks and techs doom Lets assume another brother wanna laugh at you I think he just took a blast at you You wont have it you killed him There go the trigger try to kick it but his niggas coming after you Telling you a stranger must be crazy To step it to a motherfucker thats dangerous Cause its a gang of us throwin knuckles in the scuffle If we have two things of bust Its cocaine to us and my brains to dust I represent you up there so I try Long as I leave my enemy bust vacinity crushed I dont really give a fuck if I die So why lie my people should be glad to survive in the land of the lost Its a plan of the boss leaving motherfuckers dying With their grandmothers hand on the cross So I take a stand when I talk ran instead of walked To chalk another victory How you did the caper hid the paper Breaking other niggas off is a mystery With the chemicals and drugs all of these criminals and thugs Just keep comin up better watch yourself aint no love in the streets In a ghetto of a world thats corrupt [hook] [ Korrupt World Lyrics ]
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