Представляем точный текст композиции "Out" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста ICP (Insane Clown Posse) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Out» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую ICP (Insane Clown Posse) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
ICP (Insane Clown Posse) - "Out"
Lyrics to Out : Let me off the Terror Wheel Shut up bitch Looks like its nighty night time Only some of you wont be waking up Ahahahaha! As for the rest of you Sit back, put on your PJs and nighties While you hear the story entitled Out Ahahahaha! What the fuck is up' Im in the haugh And Violent Js finna tell a story<a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> So sit your ass down Shut the fuck up And get stoned motherfucker Well Im waking up so early cause I knew this day would come My daddys passed out with an empty bottle of rum Although shes been gone long I do not miss my mother And hes a sorry fuck so theres nothin in the cupboard My little brothers starving, hungry, and sick Cause aint nobody coming by the house giving free shit So he gettin kinda skinny and my brothers almost dead Got no other choice but for milk and bread Stepped out the house for the first time in 2 years Cause my neighborhood it aint really good Lay up in my bedroom night after night I hear screams, zombies shootin and lootin But now here I am and Im walkin down Jefferson With a bag of moneybacks I dont understand How the world can be full of so many evil doers I can hear em underneath me in the sewers Keep seeing shit out the corners of my eyes Steady lookin over my back I didnt realize Where I was goin I didnt wanna bother anybody Accidentally stepped on a dead body Hey motherfucker watch where the fuck youre goin (Sorry) I might be dead, but Ill kick your ass Now I apologized but he still had to talk shit So I stepped over his face and kept walkin And heres the part of my story that gets really scary Had to walk alone down Military I can see the crackheads hiding in the trees Lookin for some change Lookin for some brains Everything seemed too quiet as I walked down the block Until I got hit in the head with a rock Cant really tell I musta been out for quite awhile Cause when I woke up my Nannycoat was outta style And the crackheads took my moneybacks in a dash And ripped off my arm in the process But fuck that shit I still gots another hand So I can still get the shit for my little man And Ima walk with my nuts hangin out I aint scared, but this is where it gets weird Factories, toxic waste, and chemicals They have strange effects on the animals In my neighborhood and some get a lot bigger Like the giant rat that jumped on my back Im runnin like a maniac all through the ghetto zone And its steady takin bites out my nug bone Wrustling around and found its tail So I straight bit it Then it ripped of my leg and broke with it Tried to catch up but I couldnt move quick enough This little trip to the store is straight fuckin me up But thats ok cause the stores just down the block So I hop And it seems all wrong as I look up in the sky I see the vultures waitin on me to die But I made it to the store so fuck all you hoes Peep out the sign Hmmm Closed Picked up a mailbox threw it through the wall Cause Ima get my shit so fuck all yall Took a loaf of bread and a carton off the shelf Even took a Faygo 2 liter for myself Walked out the store like a cheap ass when I heard The click-click sound of a mossberg The store owner he didnt like a beat and eat Thats why he didnt see a problem with buckin me Blew my muthafuckin head off my shoulders Didnt say nothin kept buck buckin But I gotta say I made it home in a heart beat Nobody fucks with a head rollin down the street Now I think about it was a full man when leavin out Now Im a head with a loaf of bread in my mouth Bouncin up the stairs I knock on the door with my chin Hey yo little man wont ya let me in' And best believe it was good to see my little brother Hey you forgot the milk you dumb motherfucker Lock the door behind me cause Im back on route Back to the store and Im out Uh, uh, whos pussy is this, bitch' Uhh, whos pussy' Yeah Eh, what the fuck are you looking at' Aint you ever seen pussy before, stupid ass' Slap that ass bitch Oh, uh, oh, hey Hows it happenin again' Hey this song right here Were ready to slow it down and get a little sexy, ya know As 2 Dope tells ya how he stuck her with his wang Woo haha! [ Out Lyrics ]
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