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Текст песни «You Cant Hold The Torch» от Busta Rhymes

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

Busta Rhymes - "You Cant Hold The Torch"

Lyrics to You Cant Hold The Torch : Yeah Its funny how the game change, right' Hehe Shit feel all different Yall niggaz complainin left and right about how the game feel all fucked up Niggaz only been talkin like that since we been sittin out the game I think the game need us Kamaal, lets talk to them niggaz Huh! So many nights were spent ponderin Wonderin how we gon come again My golden rule is not to focus on the fame game In retrospect, the game aint the same mayne They heart and soul is divided They ramshack the music, no control up inside it Now - look at this, its all stretched out and nasty But - lettin money pass me I doubt that, and niggaz from the bottom now Pumpin hard, wind sleet hail rain or snow So... you got to get your gate right No matter what, you got to treat your weight right On the block if you focused on greed then Nine out of ten times you be bleedin The analogy is clear To all of my peers, Im a muhfuckin vet Dont mean to disrespect, cause "I write rhymes, I write checks" (Its clear) Bust, aiyyo what happened to the (love) For the game (love) for the music (I need realness in my life) Aiyyo these niggaz in the game dont sound the same Bust, these niggaz in the game dont sound the same Aiyyo what happened' {They aint got in em to make a classic} Aiyyo what happened' {These niggaz cant hold the torch, so why pass it} Aiyyo, I aint bringin they names up These niggaz sound trash, straight foulin the game up Need to change up (change up) sound so trash When I see em feel like breakin they frame up DuPont registry, talkin bout somebody else cars Muhfuckers better step up your bars Instead of frontin in the game like niggaz really are stars Like we aint seein through the bullshit, we know who you are Im like a blessing to the game when your shit sound dated I force niggaz to improve, you should be happy I made it Here to rep the game fully, change my style like the weather Givin you niggaz new shit to make the game feel better Im sayin, I cook in the kitchen and we make the thoughts connect You forced to humble yourself, give me my big respect You hurtin the game when your shit sound off yknow A legend in this shit thats why I move like a boss yknow You better be tight, cause you can get tossed fo sho Yall niggaz know whassup, I come correct with money long cause I "I write rhymes, I write checks" (Its clear) Tip, aiyyo what happened to the (love) For the game (love) for the music (I need realness in my life) Aiyyo these niggaz in the game dont sound the same Yo, these niggaz in the game dont sound the same Aiyyo what happened' {They aint got in em to make a classic} Aiyyo what happened' {These niggaz cant hold the torch, so why pass it} Oh my God, they a (uh) come ridin around Some (uh) old dream and they (uh) cant get down They (uh) lookin around outside of themselves And they {HUH} sayin things that aint really themselves And they {hah} keep fuckin regurgitatin the same script Same hoes, same blow, same glock clip {ha} Same drug strip, what the fuck is this' (uh) Cmon yall, raise the bar on this body, shit You sound stagnant, need to progress and grow (uh-huh) Upgrade your punchlines, progress the flow (uh-huh) Get your concepts and lyrics together, aiyyo (uh-huh) Then drop the bomb shit to step up the pressure, yknow' (huh!) Im tired of niggaz complainin how the game changed You niggaz should step up your game, cause you sound strange Thats why you aint sellin no records, check the SoundScain In this rap shit I command respect muhfucker cause I Aiyyo these niggaz in the game dont sound the same Bust, these niggaz in the game dont sound the same Aiyyo what happened' {They aint got in em to make a classic} Aiyyo what happened' {These niggaz cant hold the torch, so why pass it} (Thanks to tin for these lyrics) [ You Cant Hold The Torch Lyrics ]

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