Представляем точный текст композиции "Town To Town" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Del The Funky Homosapien . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Town To Town» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Del The Funky Homosapien передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Del The Funky Homosapien - "Town To Town"
Lyrics to Town To Town : [VERSE 1] They say that nice guys finish last, but Im the leader Drinkin liters of Seagrams with the heathens Misbehave and break the buzz, fuck the shavings Collectin scratch for my savings before the day ends Cravings for music, collaborate at a rate Faster than the speed of sound to go thataway No replicas, step to us, I guess the job was left to us To kick the phonics that kept you buzzed And perkin, workin words, distributin herbs To niggas livin in burbs cause they too petro To come to the ghetto Mind you, all we do is find you, wave and gave you a sack Come back but watch 50, they try to lift me Off the tracks but we aint offerin crack, just bomb No need for alarm or bad karma, but arm yourself Move in stealth, wealth is accumulated Pockets are aluminated I make the shit I think hit even though some assume you hate it I pass judgment when the fuzz lit, take a shit Just another skit comin from the pit of Babylon But powerful like Alvatron From the Decepticons Music is magical like a leprechaun Kept you on point in many different sectors On Elektra, make you remember Medgar Evers and James Evers My skills sent from the heavens I wish they sold Maddog at 7-11 I remember when niggas wore Thriller jackets And Starter jackets and harder tactics Had been adopted and most of yall mocked it But put a sock in it (* gagging sound *) for a minute I provide the funk and yall rock with it As I spit it, admit it, oh shit [CHORUS] Its Del the Funky Homosapien Goin from town to town to town and just makin friends Reach out and shaking hands With the public and they love it [VERSE 2] No technical difficulties or faultiness, you salt me with That plain-Jane-no-game-insane-to-the-brain Dont need cocaine fuckin with the A The A-Pluster plus the A from way back in the day For mind expansion enhancing thoughts Im raw with savagery, the majesty of all in vision Wait, but isnt this a good way to start' Developin art to cart scrill to kill Satan Plans for gettin Daytons are past tense Stack ends so I wont be a has-been (You know it) The question you been askin: Is Del that masked man' Rollin through our cities just rippin major venues Like Whitney Houston like when I went to Houston My father is from Texas, so next bust a rhyme for times I felt it was no hope, but no factors you formulate Made me foster hatred and made me wanna make it When Im in the Bay niggas say (Del, how you doin, man') I aint no rap star that act hard, cant speak I leak lyrics, freak lyrics, secrete lyrics From my spirits Tyranny for all who hear of me Bomb in a bong, my feet in a thong On a beach with a biatch named Bonbon Called her on the Intercong, enter John Owens Better known as Casual to yall not knowin About flowin, cause your rhymes are all stolen Another dip on the strip cause task force patrollin But rollin blunts too fat to measure Mexicos national treasure for pleasure Resurrect tracks like this from my childhood Before it was such a wild hood Knock on wood [CHORUS] [VERSE 3] My beats are meaty Lets call a peace treaty And stick to it Im quick to do it, are you' So much funk you cant kick it with my crew Other than when its time to get blue' (Shame on you) I want me a girl thats intelligent Doin shit and aint too belligerent Picture it, chillin backyard barbecue Not trippin off what niggas are to you Jealousy, well lets see Its a lot of that in Oakland It started when niggas started smokin And snortin hop, fuck pop I want the melodies But not the weak topics you are selling me Del is free of confinements My mind bendin fragile and frazzled I choose to stay underground like Fraggles In battles Im sure to win While you smoke bud I drink gin It sinks in while everyone else act on it I macked on it but not too far from redrum Dont push me, Im not a pussy I wish we could gather at a function, drink some lager And just bust hymns of funk and flav Cause the slaves that are our ancestors Would feel blessed if we did that Before we hear rap Now its American children syntax Ever since it been on wax And thats the facts, believe it, dont mislead it And dont do the shit if you dont need it And thats real, you might not be but I am The truths gonna slap you in the face, so why scam' [CHORUS] [ Town To Town Lyrics ]
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