Представляем точный текст композиции "The Rip Off" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Canibus . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Rip Off» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Canibus передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Canibus - "The Rip Off"
Lyrics to The Rip Off : {crowd chanting} Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus [2x] [Hook: 2x] Can I rip it' (Yes you can!) Can I rip it' (Yes you can!) Can I rip it' (Yes you can!) Well Im gone (Ohhhhhh!) [Verse 1] Yo, my brain races to create these lyrical mosaics like paintings To me record store and art galleries are merely the same thing I feel like Im Rembrandt and my man Van Gogh is amazin Canibus is not some average rap patron, have patience I went through changes, not being with the majors and all Til my man Louie Lombard gave me a call and talked about some other way to cake off I thought hmmm.. I could make more, he said "Sure" "I could put you in about three thousand stores, and get at least fifty thousand orders" "Maybe more Bus, who knows your fanbase is emormous" Well of course, look who Ive toured with; Wyclef I didnt sell twenty million cuz it wasnt my time yet Im satisfied with the line up I rhyme with Kool G Rap, Pharoahe Monch, and Rakim Including future superstars Ive worked with thus far Like Free, from 106 and Park You need to understand somethin; Bus is raw Raw to the floor, raw like reservoirs, Auger mechanical mandible jaws, split you in half Addicted to rippin jackers, but I rip a jackass Before we battle, theres two questions I have to ask Are you carrying any firearms, and did you pack your bags' Cool, cuz Ima make you feel real bad And Ima make you so mad, youll probably spazz I can see you tryna get me like they got Biggie Somewhere in the city, on a pretty day when I dressed in Jiggy And I got security with me Ill give you a buck-fifty so quickly, you wont even know that ya nose dripping So much blood on the floor, you might as well be pretending to be mudwrestling a dozen bitches PMSing Sounds kinda tempting, doesnt it' Dissing me wasnt really worth it, was it' Im buggin, I know a lot of yall loved it and tryed to convince the public to safe bug this But just think, I played yall like a bunch of puppets You play Russian Roulette with a musket, and got busted in your own nugget A twenty-one gun salute with no bullets and no trumpets While the rain pours and the storm thunders Your rotten carcass smells so pungent, it turns my stomach Attracts the buzzards, on Fox Eyewitness News coverage Rip the Jackers on the loose in London, he slipped through US customs and flew to Dublin Frontin as a janitor in a school or somethin Workin for little or nothin, Im warnin you DONT TRUST HIM Hes a complete risk to the American public And dont ever call the law cuz he thinks hes above it Lets get one thing straight; you cant touch him, Outsmart him, out muscle him, or out hustle him You cant beat em - join em, you cant join em - fuck em Can-I-Bus, either ya hate him or ya love him [Hook: 2x] [Verse 2] Yeah yeah, I seen you at Ruby Tuesdays With a toupee, talkin on ya two-way -- you look gay Nigga I dont give a fuck about the games you play I gnaw on ya bones til my teeth turn blue-gray Or turn yellow like I aint brushed in a few days And the blood starts to taste like red toothpaste Nigga this aint communion and that aint Kool-Aid Delicacies the FDA wont approve in the states Like a little witches brew in your vanilla latte Or perhaps Filet of Dog in a Malaysian cafe If I was a cook I would probably take a half day Clock out and never come back, you keep the back pay Thats some metaphorical shit, all you have A Is that why all you weirdos all attracted to me' Look at yourself, why you even listen to me' Listen to yourself, your constantly dissin me Well listen to this bitch, get off my D If you dont think that Im the illest, thats cool I dont agree I proved myself, time and time again Grippin mics like Heinekens, who want me to rhyme again' You could never expire the fire within Killin me with a gun is easy, try a pen For the use it was intended I dont like to be the one to start the drama nigga, but I know how to end it Kill yourself Ill take the credit - get it' You see that way, things couldnt work out more pleasant [ The Rip Off Lyrics ]
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