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Текст песни «Strongholdin» от Tonedeff

Представляем точный текст композиции "Strongholdin" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Tonedeff . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Strongholdin» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Tonedeff передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Tonedeff - "Strongholdin"

Lyrics to Strongholdin : (feat. LouCipher, Manifest, PackFM) [Manifest] The first miss is that you listen, the seconds in suspicion The third is rhyme addiction, whenever I be spittin Im flipping better flows. I think in decibels This is the desert and youre stupid wearing leather clothes Dont get it twisted bitch, Im good at evil shit Walk up in a church and make a preacher scream out Holy Shit! This niggas triple-six, but the reverse of it Slaughter tracks sorta like the murders commited by Berkowitz Devoted vocalist, overflowing explosive poet riffs Dont play or beef with me, lyrics come to me easily Sporadically transmitting freestyles, telekinetically I burn heat with 3rd Degree emergencies, Urge Mcs with Urgency Wage a whimsical war of written words with me Prefer to eat the weak verbally Speech is refered to as unique verbal surgery [LouCipher] Its LouCipher, cast out of heaven for throwing power trips You need a graphing calculator to count the amount of clowns I rip Cause once the instrumental drops, its obvious the headsll bop And your mind will get molested like an unsuspecting alterboy with a dirty priest in the confession box Cause any amount of bars with no hook will leave your flow shook You couldnt come across a dope rhyme if you jerked off on my notebook This Fallen Angel, stronghold affiliate Will make even the hardest rapping thug look like a silly bitch Always killin it And you mustve lost your sense of touch if you aint feeling it A Strongholder of Mics the second I grab it Ill stab your ideas till your thoughts are laid out in a casket Youve just been decapitated, put the fucking head in a basket Dont incite my wrath Your writtens are the shit, cause I used em to wipe my ass [PackFM] Yo, Its PackFM and strongheezy, roll like dice thats in monopoly Game like Parker Brothers, niggas aint coming as properly You aint on to that' Then, you gots to be... Fuck your thoughts of battling me Forget about it, bout it, theres no limit to my masterpiece This nonsense has to cease, cause Packs a beast on the loose Whippin kids like child abuse, once I put my style to use Steppin to me with an excuse is useless, cause Im too slick Styles are ruthless, leave you with no use for toothpics My titles undisputed, but right now, Im at my peak Every bar that I freak opens doors like Dominique The rhymes you kick are kinda weak, Definition of obsolete You never felt this kinda heat, find my style hard to freak Next time you feature me, youd better put this shit first Cause cats will skip through the whole CD just to hear my verse [Tonedeff] Im cursing any available rhyme-merchant So, try purchasing 9 verses of my verbal assertions turning your words worthless Tonedeff with Stronghold' Thats like, Damn! No words to describe this Even Bob Barker knows that its priceless Time to ignite this, I claim know things And your Flightless, like an being Ostrich on a plane with no wings Cause we be the bilingual flow kings They wont allow me in battles anymore cause the clubs I hit are non smoking I be thought-provoking, spit at pop-filters until they soaking Leave wack emcees HOPPING mad like sapos screaming COQUI I blow the fucking house down in one PUFF Regardless of how I sever hearts, its One Love Concealing my skills is a Tough Bluff Like playing the poker with a straight face with aces being the only cards that come up Your whole crew is dumb-fucks they trying to front with they guns up Its all peace, but in prom night fashion they get done up I play for 1-Ups, but dont march to the drum of fate If I got one life to live, then I rob cats for the other eight And count it down, 1-2-3-4-5 The illest underground hip-hop, we bring it to you live For 2000 Milleni-I, its like that If this shit is off the chain, fuck it yall; we stole the bike-rack [ Strongholdin Lyrics ]

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