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Текст песни «Masochist» от Tonedeff

Представляем точный текст композиции "Masochist" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Tonedeff . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Masochist» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Tonedeff передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Tonedeff - "Masochist"

Lyrics to Masochist : [Verse 1] Everything happens for a reason And my reason to bes to see shit happen for a reason ' One event to the next Its like Im stuck at the box office with every second my clock tosses Into my face, smacked with a case of fate wasted and lost causes Ive been mocked and accosted, to the point that I got nauseous Though my flows been plugged enough to stop faucets Ive thought often about tossing this awesome gift to the wind And start crossing over to sin with this intention to blend that I get from within Ive protected my skin with a thin layer of pride and showmanship But both my coats are ripped and I cant seem to decide on clothes that fit Supposing this rap shit actually pays off, Im wondering if itll all be worth it Cause this is what everyone in my life has ever been hurt with This curse, this evil urge I feel for verses Is one of my lifes real perversions I seal my curtains when I write, I feel disturbance from the light I deal with dirt and yet I want to heal the earth and peel the surface to reveal its perfect And words I wield with purpose, and yet nobody follows the plot They rather hear me rock off of the top Theres pitfalls in my socks, so I walk with caution Somebody halt the auction! Cause my souls on sale, and I thought I lost it [Chorus x2] If I gotta fight for the rest of my life Then Im gon turn the other cheek (yeah) Cause I hate the way you hurt me But I cant get enough of your love [Verse 2] And who the hell am I supposed to be' A holy priest holding a rosary' Some type of bold stoic Moses of poetry' Should I be holding heat to pose for the streets A total phoney' If I said my name was Tony would you know its me' Supposedly, T-O-N-E flow with ease over these bolder beats But the flows too cheap to pay for groceries And in the throws of grief I choke and breathe Loaded with my parents hopes and dreams, yet I dont know if we both believe I scope the scene, and Im watching these bills build up Im nice with a day-job, these niggaz write all day and still suck And yet they fill clubs, sell a trillion and feel sluts I kill dubs, but I dont have the mills to pay for real pub My chilled love melts on occasion Cause brainwashed niggaz only feelin my track if Clue or Flex will play it Who you expect to say this shit if I dont' What' Cause I dont wanna be extorted by some cat who lets cash determine his playlists Im searching for ways in, but entrances are sparse when youre hard to market Fuck art, cause thugs arent the smartest targets And Im not abstract enough, so it seems backpackers are acting up And I thought it was half the battle, just to have the love And pack a truckload of skills, politics are ill and yo, its real It seems Im cruising, and theyre still using these crooked stones for wheels And when you know the deal, it doesnt evoke the most appeal Like stolen Kosher Meals, lemme propose a toast to heal [Chorus] [Verse 3] Ive sacrificed so many facets of life, just to achieve this From Love & definitive reason, to trust in agreements My family suffered a grievance when we discussed I was leaving Seeming substituted for tunnel vision and it probably crushed all their feelings Theres something appeasing in the corruption of demons Feeding me vehemently lustful delusions of bucks from succeeding But times up, months its exceeded Peeling the scabs off of cuts that are bleeding knowing I aint had it as tough as Jesus This shit doesnt compete or even touches what he did But, will I be signed by 33' Cause my teens were fucking depleted Blessed with a gift, equipped to assist in the destruction of heathens But, please, would god really want me snuffing emcees, then' (Ha) I must be conceited, right' Well, Im balanced out by the lack of self-esteem Ive felt since Ive learned how to read & write Overcompensation spelled relief when the rhyme schemes are tight Then I feel the weight of a cheapened life when 5,000 people die (SOB! SOB!) Feel bad for the rap artist' But pour your soul into something for responses thats half-hearted Terminate relationships on the basis of past hardships And then youll see why every reviews like another line on my scarred wrist This light-hearted voice becomes jailed by the darkness Its impossible to trap my lips, when I have to spit I try to swim away, but I keep getting dragged back in this Come to find my arms automatically swimming backwards, Cause Im a Masochist [Outro x3] If I gotta fight for the rest of my life Then Im gon turn the other cheek (yeah) Cause I hate the way you hurt me But I cant get enough of your love [ Masochist Lyrics ]

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