Представляем точный текст композиции "R.n.s. (Real Nigga Shit)" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Bumpy Knuckles . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «R.n.s. (Real Nigga Shit)» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Bumpy Knuckles передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Bumpy Knuckles - "R.n.s. (Real Nigga Shit)"
Lyrics to R.n.s. (Real Nigga Shit) : [scratches by DJ Premier] "Its time for this real nigga shit.." "Bumpy Knucks.." "Ha, hah-hah" "Niggaz cant see I.." [O.C.] "Fr-Fre-Fre, Freddie Foxxx with the twin millis" "Ha, hah-hah" "Bu-Bu, Buh-Bu, Bu, Bumpy Knucks.." "Niggas cant see I.." "Its time for this real nigga shit.." [Freddie Foxxx] When I was small I made pause tapes for "Super Sperm" Rappin in high school, drinkin forties, smokin sherm Listen to Cold Crush and Grandmaster Caz spittin Gettin somethin in that niggaz aint now gettin; feel me Remember everybody wanted to be "Peace, God, Divine" Real niggaz kept they attributes, right through 99 Peace to the god Taheem, watching over me White chariots and horses, get me over rough courses While I silence those voices that doubted my ability to rip, through these young ass niggaz When I walk into the Lyricist Lounge, lyricists lounge cause niggaz know that Bumpy Knucksll tear this mutha down Cause the rawest most illest shit, make up my sound Thats why I stay gettin money, like them niggaz uptown Im in your face - nigga whassup now Fuck all that peacemakin bullshit I heard you spit you like to pull shit Thats all bullshit, you keep your nine on some full shit You say you bust it, thats BULLSHIT! You know the illest MC that ever did it The rawest nigga that ever chewed up rhymes and spit it In the new millenium cities, watch what I do Im bout to save hip-hop like Ghost did the Wu [Chorus: Freddie Foxxx x2] For the DJs, the rappers, the writers, the breakers The movers, the shakers, the beat, the makers Whats stronger than hip-hop niggaz they cant take us if we deal with the real, and shut down the fakers [Freddie Foxxx] Im proud to be a black man in my existence, so fuck the Klan I aint blinded by your jewels and your million dollar checks Im always ready for whatevers next My road in life aint easy cause Im complex You know the real, nigga turnin these fake hard niggaz to grasshoppers cause freal here comes the realest, when I cock the manstoppers I remember talkin to Big Poppa; he said "Foxxx, you the illest," (uhh) I make the realest nigga feel it Got a little mob of niggaz I send to rob niggaz Take all that fly jewelry, and give it to my moms I keep the industry up in arms like Zack La Roche cause they hate to see me comin, with this too black approach Through the hardest time in hip-hop, I stayed afloat So let me give the media some fly shit to quote Ima always be a nigga, lookin through your eyes So nothin that you do to me should come as no surprise I continue bein raw dog, puttin in work I drown a bitch and get away, like my name was Captain Kirk Motherfuckers wanna hear it raw, Bumpy make it hurt Step on stage, rip the whole shit down and merc [Chorus] [Freddie Foxxx] What fucked you up is that Im so nice and dont rehearse On any record Im the king of the third verse Its +Strictly Business+, if its +Personal+ I let you know I hold your heart until the Lord tell me let you go Dont need advice from no corny ass A&R that never filled a milk crate with breakbeats, I keep it raw nigga straight street To my comrades in L.A, L.A., L.A. I still got the bulletproof - Pelle, Pelle, Pelle Keep the music underground as I reiterate twice Tell niggaz to they face, I thought you wasnt nice Kick my ass' Nah, not likely; out mic me' Not likely, stay on the sidelines like Spike Lee Niggas know Bumpy like to flow all out Microphone, gun in hands nigga, go all out No exceptions to females I ride em giddyup How bad I wanna fuck Brat, since she pushed them titties up Its the underground sound that designs the street Freddie Foxxx designed the rhyme, Premier designed the beat [Chorus] [scratches by DJ Premier] "Bumpy Knucks.." "Niggaz cant see I.." [O.C.] "Fr-Fre-Fre, Freddie Foxxx with the twin millis" "Bu-Bu, Buh-Bu, Bu, Bumpy Knucks.." "Its time for this real nigga shit.." [ R.n.s. (Real Nigga Shit) Lyrics ]
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