Here
Jazz Tha Process
(61) مشاهدة
نص «Here» — Jazz Tha Process مكتوباً بالكامل مع إمكانية النسخ والمشاركة.
مقدمة تحريرية عن العمل — من إعداد أرشيف aama.sa.
كلمات أغنية «Here»
[Verse 1: Synaptik]
You think of hate I embody it
Dressed in all black in the Saudia
Shitees be hitting their bodies when they betrayed Ali well i am that Ali kid
So my bars they tend to be violent And my scars they scaring the audience
This talent is evil the devil is speaking to my ear and it sounded like violins
I'm here to bring back all the idols and torch all your bibles
I'm telling these stories the newest disciple
I'm holding the title of being
Still standing here after all i'm seeing
Another boat drowns another ghost town another pack of refugees to wild wild west
But I'm too brown and my bloodline won't let go of the crimes they did
I'm in love with the red but I'm blue like i'm dead if I don't do my dues I might lose in the end
I need booze to excuse all the screws in my head
Tryna walk in my shoes you can bet they won't fit
Road with many bricks like a trap house
Rita round the corner she just wait out
Woke up with my head up in clouds I just do this shit to make mom proud
I just do this shit to connect all the dots like a Morse code I metamorph with the sound
Hash color brown like the peeps of my town
Always head of my class even though I just clown
You don't wanna fuck with the doc my stethoscope bringing faith like a mosque
All they do is hate like the mothafucking cops
I ain't pulling triggers tho I'm just calling shots
[Hook: Jazz Tha Process]
I’m here x3
And they wonder where have I been
Here, I’m here, I’m here
And they wonder where have I been
[Verse 2: Jazz Tha Process]
I do it for my day ones, for my day ones na
I do it for my day ones, for my day ones, for my day ones
Been here since day one
I'm vibn still toppn the honor role
They diggin my shit like pot of gold
Only need something like a hundred mo
Laughing I giggle no funny joke
I'm pickin like uber, stay on a roll
These faggots they fallin geronimo
Stacks in the bag when it's time to go
Poppin these shits ain't no pandol
Lookn like a mother fuckn boss
Shit is crackin like some fireworks
Making these sounds ain't no Reggie Watts
Wolf of the streets you a skinny fox
Banging the weapon I’m aiming elevens
They asses I'm whipping the masses I'm repping, they takin I'm giving sun rises I'm missing, all nighters we livin, like lord is this heaven
Talking no heli when I say the choppers go rounds in your city
Blunt is so fat like it's Milli Vanilli
You fakin this shit like its milli vanilli
Singing the blues but no sad boys are with me
You smokin that bobby with chilln with whitney
Feelin so wavy I'm surfin with plenty
Bruce willis shit bringing sin to your city
Yours truly trappin like booby
You scared you do like scoopy
Kiss my ring like smooches
Ain't talkin about no food when I’m flashin the uzi
Still i cast shit raw like the movies
I'm a beast for her beauty
Don judge me like no you can't sue me
I'm here, in the clouds getting lost in this music
You think of hate I embody it
Dressed in all black in the Saudia
Shitees be hitting their bodies when they betrayed Ali well i am that Ali kid
So my bars they tend to be violent And my scars they scaring the audience
This talent is evil the devil is speaking to my ear and it sounded like violins
I'm here to bring back all the idols and torch all your bibles
I'm telling these stories the newest disciple
I'm holding the title of being
Still standing here after all i'm seeing
Another boat drowns another ghost town another pack of refugees to wild wild west
But I'm too brown and my bloodline won't let go of the crimes they did
I'm in love with the red but I'm blue like i'm dead if I don't do my dues I might lose in the end
I need booze to excuse all the screws in my head
Tryna walk in my shoes you can bet they won't fit
Road with many bricks like a trap house
Rita round the corner she just wait out
Woke up with my head up in clouds I just do this shit to make mom proud
I just do this shit to connect all the dots like a Morse code I metamorph with the sound
Hash color brown like the peeps of my town
Always head of my class even though I just clown
You don't wanna fuck with the doc my stethoscope bringing faith like a mosque
All they do is hate like the mothafucking cops
I ain't pulling triggers tho I'm just calling shots
[Hook: Jazz Tha Process]
I’m here x3
And they wonder where have I been
Here, I’m here, I’m here
And they wonder where have I been
[Verse 2: Jazz Tha Process]
I do it for my day ones, for my day ones na
I do it for my day ones, for my day ones, for my day ones
Been here since day one
I'm vibn still toppn the honor role
They diggin my shit like pot of gold
Only need something like a hundred mo
Laughing I giggle no funny joke
I'm pickin like uber, stay on a roll
These faggots they fallin geronimo
Stacks in the bag when it's time to go
Poppin these shits ain't no pandol
Lookn like a mother fuckn boss
Shit is crackin like some fireworks
Making these sounds ain't no Reggie Watts
Wolf of the streets you a skinny fox
Banging the weapon I’m aiming elevens
They asses I'm whipping the masses I'm repping, they takin I'm giving sun rises I'm missing, all nighters we livin, like lord is this heaven
Talking no heli when I say the choppers go rounds in your city
Blunt is so fat like it's Milli Vanilli
You fakin this shit like its milli vanilli
Singing the blues but no sad boys are with me
You smokin that bobby with chilln with whitney
Feelin so wavy I'm surfin with plenty
Bruce willis shit bringing sin to your city
Yours truly trappin like booby
You scared you do like scoopy
Kiss my ring like smooches
Ain't talkin about no food when I’m flashin the uzi
Still i cast shit raw like the movies
I'm a beast for her beauty
Don judge me like no you can't sue me
I'm here, in the clouds getting lost in this music
قراءة في كلمات الأغنية
Jazz Tha Process يقدّم أغنية تعتمد على التواصل المباشر مع المستمع، عبر نصوص تحمل هموماً إنسانية مشتركة وأداء صوتي يضفي عليها مصداقية.، ويضم رصيده أكثر من 6 أغنية، يظل حضوره فاعلاً في الذاكرة الجماهيرية.
تحليل تحريري أصلي من إعداد أرشيف aama.sa.
قصة العمل
نشأ Jazz Tha Process في بيئة حبّبت إليه الأغنية العربية منذ صغره، وبدأت موهبته تتبلور من خلال سماع الأعمال الكلاسيكية والمعاصرة على حد سواء.، ويضم رصيده أكثر من 6 أغنية، استطاع أن يصقل أداءه ويتميز بصوت يحمل خصوصية واضحة.
محتوى توثيقي أصلي من إعداد أرشيف aama.sa.
معلومات ومفارقات
لاتزال «Here»تُحيى فيالمناسبات،
معلومات توثيقية مختارة من إعداد أرشيف aama.sa.
عن الفنان: Jazz Tha Process
تعرف على المزيد →يُعد Jazz Tha Process أحد أصوات العالم العربي البارزة في الأغنية العربية. استطاع أن يترك بصمة واضحة من خلال أغانٍ مثل Here، Trap God، Haze، The Signs، Mohami El Deir وMighty Jungle.
المسيرة والإنجازات
تميّز Jazz Tha Process بصوته وأدائه، من أعماله البارزة التي لاقت استحسان الجمهور: Here، Trap God، Haze، The Signs، Mohami El Deir وMighty Jungle.
أعمال أخرى لـ Jazz Tha Process
تنويه حقوق:
النص الغنائي أعلاه مملوك لأصحاب حقوقه من شعراء وملحّنين وشركات إنتاج، ويُعرض هنا لغرض التوثيق والأرشفة المرجعية.
المادة التحريرية المصاحبة (بطاقة العمل، المعنى، القراءة، القصة، المصادر، نبذة الفنان) من إعداد فريق الموقع.
أصحاب الحقوق يمكنهم تقديم طلب إزالة عبر هذا النموذج.