Bizzy Bone — Time Keeps Passin' tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin, that aint what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
Take a look into the gun, look at what we’ve become
Daddy don’t love me, only come around the first of the month
Me and mommy still in the slump
Why don’t he love us?
I can’t even blame him
Cause ever since I came
We been stuck in the same ghetto
Now i’m carryin' heavy metal when times is tough
I don’t know about ya neighborhood, but baby, mines is rough
Abandand buildings police searchin' all the children
Ain’t no peace in the streets, at least not where i’m livin'
Kneeling to God cause Satan never gave us a chance
Evil never had no rythm, man, the Devils can’t dance
Got three pairs of pants
But I keep em all creased
Whether chicken or ham, we gon' use the same grease
Each second is a struggle, beg, borrow or hustle
Yeah, scufflin' money just try to stay out of trouble
Hell, rebel of rap music, put it on my mama!
And if it’s gonna be gunplay, rocket launchers, grenades, and AKs!
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitchmade police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin, that aint what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
Why is the broad on my back like that?
Don’t ask me, i’m for passion, i’m smashin' on niggas, come blast me!
All my people tellin' me I should sing more
Yes!
Roll up a dub, smoke bud in the club
Free Flesh!
Creepin' on a come up, i’m from Cleveland, and Columbus, Ohio
Don’t hate myself for science, and the ??
Yet all these niggas gangbang
Somebody should tell em the truth
I’ll sell em somethin' that’ll get they heart to pumpin',
and help the youth!
Hangin' in the graveyard, everybody’s playin' hard
Satan’s on a mission to get us I hope that nobody with us, and given us slave ways
Ruthless got us on fifty dollars a day
One hundred and ninety thousand I guess platinum don’t pay
Can I please get some mo' money?
Somebody could buy my way cause shit the rent’s due
Glad I got ghetto credit
Don’t let the industry pimp you, pimp you, pimp you
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin, that aint what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
Babies born with AIDS
and we pray for them boys they hoarding the vaccine
Black helicopter rain on em, I’m gainin' on em Maintain the main thang on em, shame on em But another victim died of vain for em, slain
Two hundred and fifty crashed in the plane
And the only thing that survived was the black box
They frame the black cops
Slang crack rock
Wannabe Hot Boyz, so he gon' make the block hot, block hot
They wanna see me sasquash
Pull out my glock, cocked, and pop pop!
Go to jail don’t nobody send you mail
Hell, i’m ridin' til these wheels fall off
Or they can take it to the chop shop
Shut up, i’m shinnin' on you bustas!
What?!
Ready to hustle get your struggle on, no!
When you wanna double up, you keep fuckin' up!
Your mind’s gone, time’s gone, everybody’s runnin' amuck
They say that lesbians is sick
But they just do wanna fuck
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin, that aint what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
As time keep passin ' us by in my community
Watcin ' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac i Ritalin, to nie jest to, czego potrzebujemy.
And wonder why our children keep smokin ' weed
Spójrz na broń, spójrz na to, czym się staliśmy.
Daddy don ' t love me, only come around the first of the month
Ja i mamusia wciąż jesteśmy w dołku.
Dlaczego nas nie kocha?
Nie mogę go nawet winić.
Bo odkąd przyszedłem
Utknęliśmy w tym samym getcie.
Now i 'm carryin' heavy metal when times is tough
Nie wiem jak w Twojej okolicy, ale kochanie, kopalnie są ciężkie.
/ Align = "left" /
Ain't no peace in the streets, at least not where i 'm livin'
Klęcząc przed Bogiem Szatan nigdy nie dał nam szansy
Evil never had no rythm, man, The Devils can ' t dance
Mam trzy pary spodni.
But I keep em all creased
Czy kurczak czy szynka, użyjemy tego samego tłuszczu
Każda sekunda jest walką, błaganiem, pożyczeniem lub zgiełkiem
Yeah, scufflin ' money just try to stay out of trouble
Do diabła, Buntowniku rapu, załóż to mojej mamie!
A jeśli to będzie strzelanina, wyrzutnie rakiet, granaty i AKs!
As time keep passin ' us by in my community
Watcin ' the children die
Bitchmade police, and the brutality
Prozac i Ritalin, to nie jest to, czego potrzebujemy.
And wonder why our children keep smokin ' weed
Dlaczego ta laska jest na moich plecach?
Nie pytaj mnie, jestem dla namiętności, jestem smashin ' na czarnuchów, come blast mnie!
All my people tellin ' me I should sing more
Tak!
Roll up a dub, smoke bud in the club
Wolne Ciało!
Creepin 'on a come up, i' m from Cleveland, and Columbus, Ohio
Nie nienawidź mnie za naukę.?
/ Align = "left" /
Ktoś powinien powiedzieć im prawdę.
I 'll sell em something that' ll get they heart to pumpin',
i pomóż młodzieży!
"Hangin' in the graveyard, everybody 's playin 'hard"
Szatan jest na misji, aby nas dorwać mam nadzieję, że nikt z nami, i dał nam niewolnicze sposoby
Ruthless dał nam 50 dolarów dziennie.
Sto dziewięćdziesiąt tysięcy chyba platyny nie płacą
Mogę prosić o więcej pieniędzy?
Ktoś mógłby kupić mój sposób, bo gówno trzeba zapłacić za czynsz.
Glad I got ghetto credit
"Don' t let the industry pimp you, pimp you, pimp you"
As time keep passin ' us by in my community
Watcin ' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac i Ritalin, to nie jest to, czego potrzebujemy.
And wonder why our children keep smokin ' weed
Dzieci urodzone z AIDS
i modlimy się za chłopców, którzy przechowują szczepionkę.
Black helicopter rain on em, I 'm gainin' on em Maintain the main thang on em, shame on em But another victims died of vain for em, slain
250 osób rozbiło się w samolocie
A jedyną rzeczą, która ocalała, była czarna skrzynka.
Wrabiają czarnych gliniarzy.
Slang crack rock
Wannabe Hot Boyz, so he gon ' make the block hot, block hot
They wanna see me sasquash
Wyciągnij mój glock, cocked, i pop pop!
Idź do więzienia, nikt nie wysyła Ci maili.
Hell, I 'm ridin' til these wheels fall off
Albo mogą zabrać go do dziupli.
Stul pysk, zaraz was dopadnę!
Co?!
Gotowi do walki, nie!
Jak chcesz podwoić stawkę, to nie przerywaj!
Twój umysł zniknął, czas minął, wszyscy szaleją
Mówią, że Lesbijki są chore.
But they just do wanna fuck
As time keep passin ' us by in my community
Watcin ' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac i Ritalin, to nie jest to, czego potrzebujemy.
And wonder why our children keep smokin ' weed