Представляем точный текст композиции "On The Mic" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Breez Evahflowin . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «On The Mic» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Breez Evahflowin передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Breez Evahflowin - "On The Mic"
Lyrics to On The Mic : [Makes spitting sound] [Chorus] Now we came with good rhymes and grooves that dont quit When you cant, if you cant, handle it Every word that we spit is type scandalous Strong holdins on the mic, now do it (Now do it, do it, do it, do it) And, shanana And, (Breez Evahflowin!) And, shanana They talkin jive like the label My unstable elements smack relevence to fabels Able bodied cross breed of elephant and cable Unforgetable shows - Im fed up with those who shouldve been home instead of recitin them triflin flows the hype and the hos Im wipin ya ass with my toes What type of the flows you got that make you hot if thats pop breez had better be a bastard a master to perfection spittin acid in ya section like alien ressurection Reflectin rhymes eternal like Kweli or a mirror Battle - anytime, anyplace, any era where a mic is, strike with vocal blows to overload ya frontal lobe you front you fold styles olde-r than english in this, I got more back than dorsal fins I force a win over decision rock cuts with surgical precision allergic to the competition so when you come I come at-you! bless me but dont ask me who the best be [Chorus] Course Mama made me, and you get burnt down like Branch Davidians Poisons comittee is gettin claps like Chlamydia Stage shows, we amaze bros, who always say "Those Young cats dont do jack," but everybody say "HO!" We pray, though, Stronghold rap flows the hottest Stronghold, what, catchin an L!'!, we Globetrotters! My joints, projected, your chicks claimin baby father I look like Dada' Nada, volcanic flow with lava Uninteresting jockin, cockblock these riders We run the picture, she talked it for years, aint got jack from their papa A poet like that' Who needs them plaques Saving these tracks behind my back, and this pen be on your track Im pro black, got no cash you should know that Oh, yeah, I was talkin to The LOX, they said want their dough back Go back, get the bozack Dont know much, just like Fudge, they record us then report us No tour bus, I aint slow-bo, photo, February 9, step on out the photo I blow those Out of proportion so I can get chicks to twist like contortion "Can I borrow some dough'" face gets distortion Poison Rhymers an author, I feel like Dr. Seuss With a Bubblegoose, and a little more juice [Chorus] Because of my freestyle, I have no time practice Im hangin emcees upside down and backwards Thought the fact is, Im on point, like a cactus Fuck emcees, I eat planets, like Galactus I meditate, battle galaxies, verbalate This is all I could catch, for the most part, I have to go, but I wanna send this to you instead of just erasing. If you could, please correct any mistakes and add the rest if you can, Breez doesnt have any of his lyrics on here yet, and as a strong underground head and Blaze battle champion, I think he deserves it. Thanx. ON [ On The Mic Lyrics ]
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