Представляем точный текст композиции "Turn The Lights Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ck . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Turn The Lights Up» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Ck передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Ck - "Turn The Lights Up"
Lyrics to Turn The Lights Up : welcome to life... this is all there is, how will you live' shine bright with the lights or fade with the music' cut frays from the loose ends, amends with enemies sail the seven seas and assume new identities' produce the remedy, capture it in a flask grasp the glass in your hand, drink it back fast past your lips, right over your tongue let it rush down your throat, let it soak in your blood itll open you up to new aspects of madness if you have that passion to establish a habit practice magic granted with a pen and a pad raid medicine cabinets then head back to the lab with a packet of raps, single bars and ideas try to carve art out of dreams and nightmares cut out the canvas til the view is panoramic 360 degrees, into English from Sanskrit mics up, lights up when I bust my stuff eyes shut, I write stuff guys love like Fight Club this is not market target audience pop or rap thats money girls ice and rocks stuff has to stop, its hip hops monotony as I bring the rock like Shirley Jacksons The Lottery I jotted it down, getting this off the ground you got shot in the mouth but what are you talking about' catastrophe is happening, its upon us now my hearts dark with thoughts of problems Ive found its 2pacalypse now, wheres Chris Wallace now' their vision is missing in this monotonous sound lost but its found, now the message is back intelligent rap, packed like breakfast at Stacks carry cavalry, weapons is pen and a pad snakes cant rattle me, I spit this venomous rap with sentences that help replenish the craft the way that it is is the way Im telling it as Im dwelling on pasts, pretend Im having a blast naw, scratch that last rap, send it back to the lab all the attention I have, time to focus it here breathe in deep, get my head open and clear grab the pen, grit the teeth, write the rap, get it hot its happening, this is me, mic in hand, I never stop tell the wizard to come out of his curtain you and your songs are not the same person were tired of these, attempts at deception contrived and conceived, impress with your message I jotted it down, getting this off the ground you got shot in the mouth but what are you talking about' catastrophe is happening, its upon us now my hearts dark with thoughts of problems Ive found its 2pacalypse now, wheres Chris Wallace now' their vision is missing in this monotonous sound lost but its found, now the message is back intelligent rap, packed like breakfast at Stacks carry cavalry, weapons is pen and a pad snakes cant rattle me, I spit this venomous rap with sentences that help replenish the craft the way that it is is the way Im telling it as Im dwelling on pasts, pretend Im having a blast naw, scratch that last rap, send it back to the lab all the attention I have, time to focus it here breathe in deep, get my head open and clear grab the pen, grit the teeth, write the rap, get it hot its happening, this is me, mic in hand, I never stop tell the wizard to come out of his curtain you and your songs are not the same person were tired of these, attempts at deception contrived and conceived, impress with your message some see rap as a chance to cash in with their standard, stand-up, throw your hands up anthems formulas and fashions, iPods in action imagine relaxing with my song blasting battles arent wars but I use Ches tactics my passions unfathomed like Catholics on acid did that catch your eye like Passion of the Christ' cos Im going this alone just like Catcher in the Rye tap into your mind, reaching for the deepest pieces Im the type of guy who thinks in rhyme but do you think with reason' on the brink of genius, trying to outdrink collegiates with reasons egregious that you choose to agree with like preacher believers, your logic is flawed theres no freedom at all without due process of law this is moshpit raw, I write down and raise eyebrows theres a felon in the White House searching third world hideouts the archetype sound that leads new movements music produced with two fists and a blueprint the Crystal kid is ripping it, adrenaline is kicking in his energys ridiculous, think Icarus on Ritalin dont stick on little things, your boy is poised and on topic sort points from the context like coins in your pocket so much noise in the nonsense, perfect change is uncommon clean breaks take place in bungee cords and condoms so do you follow your calling or best dollar options' from cradles to coffins, were raised while were falling close your eyes, hold your breath, grab the sheets, tense up tight open wide, you overslept, its not a dream, this is life turn the lights up [ Turn The Lights Up Lyrics ]
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