Представляем точный текст композиции "X-files" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Del The Funky Homosapien . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «X-files» — 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 - "X-files"
Lyrics to X-files : Star-struck MCs receive no attention From the man whose mind is not even in this dimension Im on another plane, sicker than the mother brain The ultimate expression, yes indeed Heed, my flows symphonic, hypnotic, psychotic Never semiotic but doper than narcotics A few a yall caught it on my first release But now my powers increased, enhanced Del meets the fans halfway, and slap a rapper in his chops The temperature drops, you get pneumonia Or maybe exposed to radiation by plutonium Some say raps an idiom, get the A-S-R-S-P And then a medium, the best of both worlds Brilliantly engineered, lyrics dement your fear Del is now in the clear, I was in prison But now free to be everything that I envision Abandon the plan and the uninspired And the haters that cater to their needs agree Its bizarre, by far anarchy no control No soul, the whole fucking planets gonna fold Unless we administer, since, as we enter the Twenty-first century even your worst enemy Gotta get it together, mentally and systematically When niggers think Im a smart-ass, it makes em mad at me Why, cause I try my best to eliminate ignorance Not letting my brain burn out like cigarettes Theres bigger threats besides thieves or your pet peeves But whats right in your face is what nobody believes [CHORUS] Del, what you got up your sleeve' If it was up to me I would pass the baton cause its tough to lead But still I drop facts here and there so I can up the seed So you must believe Del, what you got up your sleeve' If it was up to me I would pass the baton cause its tough to lead But still I drop facts here and there so I can up the seed So you must believe X-Files Lots of rappers today depend on imagery I myself depend on skills and my energy Its maddening, at every single gathering Of young black youth its got to be some niggers badgering Averaging out to be bout three out a G How motherfuckers build stereotypes, cause its all they see I take glee in the fact that Im me Not a follower, a dollar wouldnt make me sell my soul Del is old-school compared to your subterfuge I got the same code of ethics Jungle Brothers use Now every nigger wanna be crime related Cant rhyme creative and theyre made of self-hatred Thats why they overstep boundaries thats sacred From the street to the corporate scene they all mean business Self for self, phony doesnt work Your soul holds no weight when you let the devil lurk Fighting evildoers I been evil myself But Im still a black man with experience, under my belt I may be young, but my soul is old Living in the ice ages where a niggas soul is cold Dont give a fuck about your life or his But if you get a gat for protection, who lives' Comin up aint the same as pullin everybody else down But try telling that to niggers that are spellbound Theyll probably say that you talk too much They gotta think too much So just be careful who you trust [CHORUS x2] X-Files Peace [ X-files Lyrics ]
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