Представляем точный текст композиции "Monsters Ball" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Hilltop Hoods . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Monsters Ball» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Hilltop Hoods передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Hilltop Hoods - "Monsters Ball"
Lyrics to Monsters Ball : [Verse 1: Suffa MC] Oh you sound like a bitch man nymphos in your clip and disco riffs man Ill you this ok it dont flip man its like OJ, little glove big hand step to this il take your miss make her twist and moan I fucked with the pitch man This land where the bricks stand, On red sands, I spit grams of powdered Difflam, To ease your muscle pain, do the hustle, Came to tussle against the corporate gain man, Parcels move train to plane in the struggle, Markers give a claim to fame in the jungle, Street revolutionaries, we the evolutionary, Anomalies, but stupidly they try stopping me, That's only making me a martry we, Like opiates in the vein, that attack the arteries, Don't get smart with me; I got a heart in me, Like Pharlap, and gone so far raps now a part of me, I got camaraderie, the great unwashed, I got a heart in me that pump's straight up scotch, But crews still try to diss me, till I switch it on em, Like they try to diss Fats, till they see a picture of him, Big boys, aint small man, they tall and, Ugly, want to cut me come join and join the monsters ball man [chrous] [Verse 2: Pressure MC] These are the last of days a vast array of fake fucks up in a masquerade Its swim or drown we act we dont sink Its primal instinct we rap we dont think its do or die dont turn our back like suicide til your doin time with these cut throats in a suit and tie so dont feed the animals, or act the fool your just one man a young lamb amongst a pack of wolves while your fighting over scraps and loose change, and moot claims pressures higher up in the food chain small time predators rove in packs thats why big time executives throw them scraps so much static that this is such a hazzadus business and havin to witness half these rappers are bitches got me laughing hystericaly Ive the heart of a pedigree so pissing on the next man is just marking my territory rivals will claim over head strong beef and try fighting for fame on these slept on streets while Im sign up myname in the wet concrete touching both sides of your brain when i flex on beats and we sell the drumbs il see cowards hung when my hour comes up rather catch a beat down than run its just that honest i dont rap for these monsters Id rather face the music than turn my back on yas [ Monsters Ball Lyrics ]
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