Akala — Shakespeare tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Shakespeare", wykonawca: Akala.
Tekst piosenki
Nigger listen, when I spit on the riddem, I kill 'em
Raw like the Ball of Brazilians
You don’t want war, 'cos the kids brilliant
Blood, I’m the heir to the throne
Not William, Akala, smart as King Arthur
Darker, harder, faster
Rasclaat, I kick the illest shit
It’s like Shakespeare with a nigger twist
Lyricist, I’m the best on the road
Nitro flow, oh so cold, I’ma blow yo Keep the hoes, I only want dough homes
Nobody close, I’m alone in my own zone
No no love for the po-po
Loco when I rock mics solo
I hope that you know, where you don’t go there
Want it with Bolo? Must be coco
It’s William back from the dead
But I rap bout gats and I’m black instead
It’s Shakespeare, reincarnated
Except I spit flows and strip hoes naked
No fakin'-test my blood bruv
Its William, back as a tug 'cuz
So real the shit I kick now
Plus I don’t rite, I recite my shit now
Straight from the top, expert timin'
On top of that now, the whole things rhymin'
No more tights, now jeans saggin'
If I say so myself, I’m much more handsome
Don’t ever compare me to rappers
I’m so quick-witted that I split em like fractions
My shit, I tell em like this
It’s like Shakespeare with a nigger twist
I get you pumped up Feelin' like you drunk, drunk
When my beats bump, bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
All the shit I kick, so crazy
There ain’t no ifs and maybe’s
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
Pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk
When my beats bump bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
All the shit I kick, so crazy
There ain’t no ifs and maybe’s
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
I’m similar to William but a little different
I do it for kids that’s illiterate, not Elizabeth
Stuck on the road, faces screwed up Feel like the world spat 'em out and they chewed up It’s a matrix, I try and explain it But on a real thoe still ready blaze 'em
No contradiction just face it They so enslaved, they are worse than a agent
I grace stages, sharp as razors
Don’t get cut 'cuz, keep ya distance
No artillery, tryna' be militant
Y’all dudes killin' me, think that ya killin' it It’s embarrassing watchin' you babblin'
Keep spittin' ya darts, mine is javelins
The hood Tiger Woods too milly
Number 1 for so long, it’s just getting silly
Shit kinda like Bruce wit da knuckles
Like the first time ya ever saw Ali shuffle
You don’t trouble, left layin' in a puddle
Bruv you are havin' a bubble
I’ma whole different kettle of fish
Thou shall not fuck with dis
My shit, I tell 'em like this
It’s like Shakespeare with a nigger twist
I get you pumped up Feelin' like you drunk, drunk
When my beats bump, bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
All the shit I kick, so crazy
There ain’t no ifs and maybe’s
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
Pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk
When my beats bump bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
All the shit I kick, so crazy
There ain’t no ifs and maybe’s
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
To be fair, no MC close to the man
Little just come youth’s jumpin' out of they pram
Everybody badman, behind a mic stand
It’s not creative, one bag of hype
And if you buss a ting, where’s the mash?
Move so much food? Where’s the cats?
These dudes ain’t real, they just rap
I don’t spit what I don’t know
Just the facts, no talks of rocks I ain’t sold
Shots I ain’t blown, my business ridiculous
Sick with it, quick witted
Companies head to head an liquidate it Welcome to illa state, meet ya fate mate
Talk truth but we don’t play games
Move sick, look sample techno
Never pull a ting, if it ain’t gonna let go That’s that, rap track, clap ya like a black gat
Back chat, crack back
I’m the nigger, that’s that
The rest of these kids is irrelevant
Don’t compare me to him
That’s just beggin' it, I’m on my own shit
Dicks ain’t spit, it’s no democracy, dictatorship
So dicks hate my shit, I’m sick, raise ya spliff
I’m swift, blaze em quick, my hits, major shit
I flip phrases quick, my sick razor shit
Give thick grazes quick and chicks say he’s Cris
It’s not a rumor that kid Akala
No, not Ackala, beg ya pardon
Don’t get it twisted
Your on the sideline like a mistress
I’m the whizz kid with the sick shit
My shit, I tell 'em like this
It’s like Shakespeare with a nigger twist
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Słuchaj czarnuchu, kiedy Pluję na riddem, zabijam ich.
Raw like the Ball of Brazilians
Nie chcesz wojny, bo dzieci są genialne.
Blood, jestem następcą tronu
Nie William, Akala, mądry jak Król Artur
Darker, harder, faster
Rasclaat, i kick the illest shit
To jak Szekspir z czarnym twistem
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Nitro flow, oh so cold, i ' ma blow yo Keep The hoes, I only want dough homes
Nikt nie jest blisko, jestem sam we własnej strefie
No no love for the po-po
Loco when I rock mics solo
I hope that you know, where you don ' t go there
Chcesz to z listem gończym? To musi być coco.
To William zza grobu.
Ale rap bout gats i jestem czarny zamiast
To Szekspir, reinkarnowany.
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No fakin' - test my blood
Tu William, z powrotem jako holownik
So real the shit I kick now
Poza tym nie obrzęduję, recytuję teraz swoje gówno.
Straight from the top, expert timin'
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No more tights, now jeans saggin'
Jeśli sam tak mówię, jestem o wiele przystojniejszy.
Don ' t ever compare me to rappers
Jestem tak bystry, że dzielę je jak ułamki.
Moje gówno, mówię im tak
To jak Szekspir z czarnym twistem
I get you pumped up Feelin ' like you drunk, drunk
When my beats bump, bump
Tekst piosenki: skunk blunts blood, now
/ Align = "left" /
Nie ma żadnego "jeśli" i może"
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
"Pumped up, feelin ' like you drunk drunk"
When my beats bump bump
Tekst piosenki: skunk blunts blood, now
/ Align = "left" /
Nie ma żadnego "jeśli" i może"
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
Jestem podobny do Williama, ale trochę inny.
Robię to dla dzieci, które są analfabetami, nie dla Elizabeth.
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Nie ma sprzeczności, tylko spójrz prawdzie w oczy. są tak zniewoleni, że są gorsi od agenta.
I grace stages, sharp as razors
Don 't get cut' cuz, keep ya distance
Żadnej artylerii, tryna ' be militant
* Y 'all guys killin' me, think that ya killin ' it *
* Keep spittin ' ya darts, mine is javelins *
The hood Tiger Woods too milly
Numer 1 od tak dawna, to się robi głupie.
Shit kinda like Bruce wit da knuckles
Jak wtedy, gdy pierwszy raz zobaczyłeś Ali shuffle.
You don 't trouble, left layin' in a puddle
Bracie, masz bańkę.
I ' m whole different kettle of fish
Nie zadzieraj z dis.
Moje gówno, mówię im tak
To jak Szekspir z czarnym twistem
I get you pumped up Feelin ' like you drunk, drunk
When my beats bump, bump
Tekst piosenki: skunk blunts blood, now
/ Align = "left" /
Nie ma żadnego "jeśli" i może"
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
"Pumped up, feelin ' like you drunk drunk"
When my beats bump bump
Tekst piosenki: skunk blunts blood, now
/ Align = "left" /
Nie ma żadnego "jeśli" i może"
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
/ Align = "left" /
Little just come youth ' s jumping out of they pram
Everybody badman, behind a mic stand
To nie jest kreatywne, jeden worek szumu
A jeśli będziesz woził, to gdzie jest mash?
Przesunąć tyle jedzenia? Gdzie koty?
Ci kolesie nie są prawdziwi, tylko rapują.
I don 't spit what I don' t know
Tylko fakty, żadnych rozmów o kamieniach, których nie sprzedałem.
Shots I ain ' t blown, my business ridiculous
Sick with it, quick witted
Witaj w stanie illa, Poznaj swój los.
Mów prawdę, ale my nie gramy w gierki.
# Patrz sample techno
Never pull a ting, if it ain 't gonna let go That' s that, RAP track, clap ya like a black gat
Back chat, crack back
Jestem czarnuchem.
Reszta tych dzieciaków jest nieistotna.
Nie porównuj mnie do niego.
To tylko błaganie, jestem zdany na siebie.
Dicks ain 't spit, it' s no democracy, dyktatura
So dicks hate my shit, I ' m sick, raise ya spliff
I ' m swift, blaze em quick, my hits, major shit
Szybko rzucam frazami, moje chore brzytwy.
Daj grube draśnięcie szybko i Laski mówią, że jest Cris
To nie plotka, że Akala
Nie, Nie Ackala, proszę o wybaczenie.
Don ' t get it twisted
Jesteś na uboczu jak kochanka.
I ' m the whizz kid with the sick shit
Moje gówno, mówię im tak
To jak Szekspir z czarnym twistem