Представляем точный текст композиции "Somethings Wrong Him" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Royce Da 59 . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Somethings Wrong Him» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Royce Da 59 передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Royce Da 59 - "Somethings Wrong Him"
Lyrics to Somethings Wrong Him : (feat. Carlos "6 July" Broady) [Royce Da 59" + (6 July)] Uhh, yeah, my conference calls with Los and Kino consists of - (Nigga tone it down, theres way too much killin) Of course I ignore em, a poor man talk I dont give a fuck if I throw my poor fans off Pathetic war done entered my brain and permanently changed me Now Im angry so FUCK a metaphor FUCK hip-hop, hip-hop sucks! You got, niggaz on top swingin from 2Pacs NUTS! Its like, I could go in the lab and try to write somethin thats nice or bright but I will be holdin back My scriptures in the dark Deep-rooted soldier inside my soul, uncontrollable temper like "The Hulks" My wife dont like my album, its way too dark for women She say it sound like I hold grudges She rather listen to Joe Buddens, no disrespect aight' But FUCK a party now and everybody like [Chorus: Royce + (6 July)] (Whats wrong witchu nigga' Every song you killin) (Every rhyme you spit is violently put) Lethal, BUT - I have no problem with puttin this gun down and beatin yo ass up I was taught rhyme from the heart, they will feel you I like the dark, you cut on them lights, I will kill you (Somethings wrong with him) [Royce Da 59" + (6 July)] (Just like his pops He dont give a fuck if you like him or not Hes a major problem) I will slap yo ass in church And apologize to Jesus later, punk! Why am I hot and you not, and why is you rich' And why I aint got SHIT in my pocket but lint' This aint rap no mo, this not a flow This is beef, theres a couple street niggaz that got to go (bloaw!) My name is Nickel (haha) Im from the suburbs (yeah!) Its only a ten-minute drive to come and get you (yeah) TIRED of you hoes I will slap snot side-ways outta ya nose, PARTNAH! (partnah!) I know we got drama But I will still show up at your funeral and hug yo ugly-ass momma Everybody wanna know why the flow is so bad (Why is you so mad') Everybody askin [Chorus] [Royce Da 59"] Im a natural since - I wrote "Black Girl" I hope that you dont think that I wont smack yo bitch Cause I will clap her if she happen to be witchu, when I kill you You can get ideas, nobody compares you thugs I will put out the bub on top of yo head This .22 rifle, be shootin them bouncin bullets The enter into your head and exit out yo foot Ride off as soon as my clip turns, you click and [click click, BOOM] them choppers is lookin for eyeballs (yeah) You could bring yo roughest toughest thug thats jealous just tell him to touch me, I will fuck him up! I will knock his ass OUT And if I cant beat him I will grab my heater and POP his ass! FUCK yo life, stripes I will shock yo hood And I aint never dyin, knock on wood - whattup Los' [Chorus] [ Somethings Wrong Him Lyrics ]
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