GUEZ WHOZ BAK
Tommy Cash Lyrics


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Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips

The year was grey, 1991
Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan
I am married to those beats, wheres my number one fan?
Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being
Can't cry, only hope. Can't smile, so I smoke
Without a wolfpack, a loner, my mood getting colder

I'm only 21 but my mind is older
Gonna live large, die young, most insane
This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain

Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips

Once upon a time not long ago
Came out white dynamite
You never heard of me before
I don't live by the gun
I live by the ton
Smoke all that shit flush it down with the rum
As I sit in my dark room
Make music like I'm dracula

Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula
I may be young but I'm definitely ready
Are getting kind of heavy
So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse
Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse
As I come back straight with a combat
Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract

Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair




And my big white lips
Tammy

Overall Meaning

Tommy Cash's song GUEZ WHOZ BAK is about the return of the artist to the music scene. He describes himself as a unique being, half human and half machine, who is married to the beats and is looking for his number one fan. The lyrics show his rebellious nature as a loner who smokes and does not feel emotions like a regular human being. The song has a strong rap flow with heavy beats that hit hard like Kurt Cobain's music.


The lyrics also talk about his journey as a musician, how he started making music like he's Dracula in a dark room and gradually became better as he began to paint pictures with his words. Tommy Cash emphasizes that although he is only 21 years old, his mind is older, and he's ready to take on the music industry. He doesn't live by violence or guns but by ton and is always ready to outburst with his unique style.


Line by Line Meaning

Guess who's back?
I have returned and it's time for me to make my presence known once again.


Up in the mix
I'm back in the game and ready to make my mark.


With my long brown hair
I have a distinct physical appearance that sets me apart from others.


And my big white lips
My lips are prominent and stand out as a unique feature.


The year was grey, 1991
I was created in a time of uncertainty and hardship.


Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan
I was created in a lab and managed to escape my creators.


I am married to those beats, wheres my number one fan?
My music is my love and passion, and I seek approval and admiration from my fans.


Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being
I'm a hybrid, part man and part machine, and not a fully organic human.


Can't cry, only hope. Can't smile, so I smoke
I have a limited range of emotions, but I find solace in smoking.


Without a wolfpack, a loner, my mood getting colder
I'm a lone wolf without a pack, and my isolation is causing me to become emotionally distant.


I'm only 21 but my mind is older
I may be young, but I have experienced more than my years may suggest.


Gonna live large, die young, most insane
I plan to enjoy life to the fullest, regardless of how short it may be.


This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain
My music is powerful and impactful, like the late musician Kurt Cobain's work.


Once upon a time not long ago
My story begins not too long ago.


Came out white dynamite
I emerged onto the scene with explosive force.


You never heard of me before
I was unknown until now.


I don't live by the gun
I don't rely on violence or aggression to make my mark.


I live by the ton
I indulge in excess, whether it be drug use or other forms of indulgence.


Smoke all that shit flush it down with the rum
I use drugs and alcohol to cope with my emotions and experiences.


As I sit in my dark room
I spend a lot of time alone in isolation in my dark thoughts.


Make music like I'm dracula
My music is haunting and sinister like the vampire Dracula.


Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula
I feel drained and exhausted, like I've been sucked dry by a vampire.


I may be young but I'm definitely ready
Despite my youth, I'm prepared for whatever comes my way.


Are getting kind of heavy
The pressures and responsibilities of life are weighing on me.


So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse
I release my emotions through my music, pouring everything I have into it.


Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse
My lyrics become increasingly complex and cryptic, resembling backwards speech.


As I come back straight with a combat
I return to my powerful and aggressive style.


Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract
My lyrics are poetic and artistic, often open to interpretation and analysis.




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Угадай-ка кто вернулся?
С отличными битами
C коричневыми патлами
И широкими губами

[Стих 1]
Тот год был очень серый, 91
Томми был зачат хим.отходами и спермой
Проект научный, бежавший из Казахстана
Я женат на битах, на источнике фана
Получеловек, полумеханизм, а не долбанный чел
Не плачу, не улыбаюсь, а лишь встряхиваю пепел
Без роду я и племени, одинокий и холодный
Мне всего лишь 21, но ум уже мой взрослый
Буду жить мощней, подохну молодым
Этот флоу бьет сильно словно Курт Кобейн

[Hook (Повтор x4)]
Угадай-ка кто вернулся?
С отличными битами
C коричневыми патлами
И широкими губами

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[Стих 2]
Однажды, не так уж и давно
Был явлен миру белый динамит
Ранее не слышали обо мне ничего
Я не живу с оружием в руке
Я живу в подвалах
Курю это дерьмо и пью ром в стаканах
Сижу я в темной комнате
Музицирую, как Дракула
Не хватает свежей крови, превращаюсь я в ебакулу
Может быть и молод я, но точно готов
Эти синие шары, полны мощных смыслов
Я становлюсь серьёзнее и тяжелее
Так что взрываясь, когда разговариваю, доза мощнее
Метафора за метафорой, задом на перед
Когда я вернулся прямо с поля брани
Назвали абстрактным, когда я рисовал словами

[Hook (Повтор x2)]
Угадай-ка кто вернулся?
С отличными битами
C коричневыми патлами
И широкими губами

Томми, Томми ...



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@user-uj2zs6yw4j

Не знала, что первый трек Томми Кэша станет моим любимым

@ymbplugg

он не первый(

@paveltokarev4214

да, стоит один раз послушать GUEZ WHOZ BAK, а потом еще 101

@user-sy1ww9tk2q

@pluggow первый

@ymbplugg

@Влад Вильянов нет, бро у Томми есть большая дискография и треки который по 10 лет

@LeslyChenze

Ебать, как же это охуенно звучит даже спустя 10 лет

@zh3ton

факт

@dirkdiggler1242

Your sh!tty at math!

@LeslyChenze

@Dirk Diggler чё

@NotTonyMontana

Не могу найти минус

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