Представляем точный текст композиции "Leff Field" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Twiztid . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Leff Field» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Twiztid передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Twiztid - "Leff Field"
Lyrics to Leff Field : Smoke a square and then prepare yourself Monoxide, Monox-boogie, Mo-Diddy, Mo-Something Smoke something, smoke a square, smoke a square bitch Me and Violent, Me and Violent J Im the wickedest of wicked and by far Im destined for greatness Killing off you people hate this Now you can raise us in the top notch Mag or book And we still wont give you fags a look Bitch boy, Im gay-bashing Come see my gun I never hated fags till I got sued by one (by one) My mental picture is painting me something ugly And I still dont understand how my hands got all bloody Its the Juggla! A juggalo role-model I stab people in the neck with a broken beer bottle And then you meet me and expect a nice guy Youre lucky I aint stuck a screw driver in your eye yet (hound dogs) When I sign an autograph, I see you chopped up in my tub, soaking in a blood bath With demons pissing on you like ROCK THE DEAD! (thoughts in my head) Im getting glued the fuck out with my homie fucking Violent J And we dont give a fuck about nothing you fucking bitches say We speak the word and he unheard the mystify And when you see us, hug your momma and give her a kiss goodbye Its a long dark ride, where you going there aint no holding back Im the reaper in this bitch, there aint no coming back My tongue in fact conceal a casket And spit some shit, so off the rip, its a classic Shut the fuck up, when we speaking bitch Aint yo mamma ever taught you shit We stab individuals in they fatal spots You got nine lives' Well I got 10 shots (yeah!) I remember when we first got started Clown paint and faygo, you thought we was retarded (whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!) Finally got you in the front row wilin Now Im gonna do it again with Zug Izland Im a axe holder, user, deep throater Wouldnt know a juggalo if I showed ya shadowless My reflection still casts a demon with green eyes behind stained glass I see spirits and I talk to people that aint there They seem to vanish in thin air Why dont you get ghost homie, raise up While me and Violent J roll the weed and blaze it up (what') Real ass juggalos is all I care about (who') Fuck everybody else, and I dont want to hear about And I dont give a fuck if you know someone thats down Ill grab you by your neck and fling your fucking head around I wont sign nothing Fuck taking a picture Fuck shaking your hand, Ill pull you at me and hit you (plaw!) Then I kick ya fucking guts in until your ribs break Theres your mutha fucking hand shake, bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch) [ Leff Field Lyrics ]
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