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поэтому у меня редко вызывают интерес читаки, у которых не найдёшь интересных метафор, у которых всё плэйн анд симпл как у фифти цента - я снял тёлку в баре, я напоил тёлку в баре, я предложил тёлке секс в баре, о я крутой реппер я крутой реппер я крутой реппер.

а зачем мешать технику и лирику? можно быть технически подкованным, не используя каких-то интересных рифмовок, метафор и т.д. нахуа в одно вплетать другое, когда можно разграничить эти понятия? взять Тек Найна. у него в принципе очень пиздатые тексты, но даже не понимая их, можно оценить уровень его мастерства, именно rapping. в чем проблема?

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The city had changed him. As he reflected on the decade that passed,
His life, he reckoned at last, was a staged pun,
Where the fantasy masked where the grave was dug.
A double life revamped, and the other side bites till it tastes blood.
So he drives to escape driving a stake through his great love
Incessantly trying to shine through the bars like a caged sun,
Dissecting a piece of this strange run
Over dirty southern acres, working for crumbs in some underground dank club.
Where there’s nothing but strained hugs
For mother and father and estranged son;
‘Cause he can’t recall when he became one.
Though the shame is heavy and weighs tons
He still finds a way to place the blame on what they’ve done
Visits they’ve stayed away from, and perhaps it was that all along.
So he just carries on, Now he can barely call, ‘Cause the talks are rarely calm.
He wears his callouses like a tux to a daily prom,
Warily feeling ‘forever young’, until they play the song.
And his patient wife waits gracefully, while he breaks the dawn,
Racin’ ‘cross the states to raise the stakes and cost to pay it off
Debatin’ cons of procreation on the hopes he’d trade it all
For basic honest home relations. How’d they know it’d take this long?
But he placed his honor in the way he crawled,
All that means is he hits the floor harder from farther up in case he falls
He’s racing towards the exits,
So disconnected, he felt compelled to misdirect his perspective
I can feel the…

считаю это лучшим куплетом 2009. мастурбирую на него каждый день. вот где есть и лирика, и техника, и все что угодно

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А.Рок третий Фелт похоронил вообще.

Чей текст что за трек?