Buc Fifty — Go For Mine (feat. Mad Child & Kutfather) tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Go For Mine (feat. Mad Child & Kutfather)", wykonawca: Buc Fifty.
Tekst piosenki
Yeah, from the top. I dont think they know
But as if you didn’t know by now
Ill Brothers, Swollen Members, (Buc Fifty), T2B Fam
It never stop… Too many ducks in the game now
Its about… time we evaporate all you muh’fuckers for real
No doubt, We live to spit the real (yeah) We live to spit the real (uh)
(Cut Father)
Line fanatic
Attack rhymes leave damaging foes
Who appose Cut Father
Couldn’t manage to erase me out the game
Southeast 6−1-9 battle veteran
Into competition I
Victimize verb spray, ghetto wordplay
Take shit back to the days of K-day
Ready rock, Babylonga chest non-stop
World domination fuck curves serve ya' block
South Pacific, Scientific cause panic
Spittin' lines to rep for the flaw see eyed planet
Ya homosexual rap cats can scratch that
Gun play for gays fake thugs fake ways
Thoughts are generated never scared to start spittin'
Dont hear nothing but the music im slippin'
Ill Brothers. ever evolving ducks fallin'
Into rhyme relapse these rugged tracks
Mad Child (blaze) spittin real pine chalk
In memory of Rob One cuz he can’t be stopped
(Chorus)
(Mad Child)
Swingin' the axe
Bringin the pain while I’m bringing the facts
Keep climbing cuz I’m working while these others relax
Rippin' tracks with Cut Father no bother half steppin'
Mad Child and Buc Fifty thats 3 deadly weapons
Reppin' the West
Staple a Maple Leaf to my chest
Thats 16 bars between stars and stripes
Used to go to malls and fight
Now I stay up all night
Thinking… mapping out my future cuz my families tight
We keep it thorough
I get inside ya head just like a neuro-surgeon
There’s some my origin it’s discouragin
No fadin' this Canadian Hurricane
Keep flourishin' doubt this how’s this?
I put my money where my mouth is
Jobs for North and South
You dont know nothing about this
Partners starting to label
Label the rock for the unstable
Terrifying talents
Of the mentally unbalanced
King of skull-crushing confusion
That welcomes any challenge
(Buc Fifty)
I can handcuff lightning throw thunder in jail
Hold tornadoes in the palm of both hands without bail
For fade-away diggin bomb… I am phenomo-nail
If I layed on train tracks I’d make that shit da-rail
Hold still I’m so ill I make medicine sick
Killa bricks so my head split while I’m playing with this
Stylin' till I’m ill I’m good and well done with it
You a broke wrist rapper with a full flavor pack of
Jimmy on the breath sugar footed crew dat back ya'
Gimme a reason to step up to ya fools and jack-jackas
Backpackas out-ac-actors that can stacksa casual factors
While I keep ya whack whackers
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Tak, od początku. Chyba nie wiedzą.
Ale jakbyś nie wiedział.
Ill Brothers, Obuched Members, (Buc Fifty), T2B Fam
It never stop ... too many ducks in the game now
Najwyższy czas, żebyśmy wyparowali.
No doubt, we live to spit the real (yeah) we live to spit the real (uh)
(Cut Father)
Line fanatic
/ Align = "left" /
Who appose Cut Father
Nie mogłeś wymazać mnie z gry.
Southeast 6-1-9 battle veteran
W konkurencji I
Victimize verb spray, ghetto wordplay
Take shit back to the days of K-day
Ready rock, Babylonga chest non-stop
Dominacja świata kurwa krzywe służyć ya ' blok
Południowy Pacyfik, przyczyna naukowa panika
Spittin ' lines to rep for the WAW see eyed planet
Ya homosexual RAP cats can scratch that
Gun grać dla Geje fałszywe thugs fałszywe sposoby
Thoughts are generated never scared to start spittin'
Dont hear nothing but the music im slippin'
Chorzy Bracia. ever evolving ducks fallin'
Into rhyme relapse these rugged tracks
Mad Child (blaze) spittin real pine chalk
Ku pamięci Roba One, bo nie można go powstrzymać.
(Chór)
(Mad Child)
Swingin ' the axe
Bringin the pain while I ' m bringing the facts
Wspinaj się, bo pracuję, a reszta się relaksuje.
Rippin 'tracks with Cut Father no bother half steppin'
Mad Child i Buc Fifty thats 3 deadly weapons
Reppin ' the West
Przyszyj mi klonowy liść do klatki piersiowej.
16 pasków między gwiazdami i paskami
Chodziłem do centrum handlowego i walczyłem.
Teraz nie śpię całą noc.
Myślenie ... mapowanie mojej przyszłości, bo moje rodziny są blisko.
/ Align = "left" /
I get inside ya head just like a neuro-surgeon
"There' s some my origin"
No fadin ' this Canadian Hurricane
/ Align = "left" /
I put my money where my mouth is
Praca dla północy i Południa
Nic o tym nie wiesz.
Partners starting to label
Label the rock for the unstable
Przerażające talenty
Niezrównoważonych psychicznie
King of skull-miażdżące zamieszanie
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(Buc)
Mogę zakuć piorun i wrzucić grzmot do więzienia.
Trzymaj tornada w dłoni bez kaucji
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Gdybym leżał na torach kolejowych, zrobiłbym to gówno da-rail.
Nie ruszaj się. jestem tak chory, że robię się chory.
Killa bricks so my head split while I ' m playing with this
Stylin 'till I' m ill I ' m good and well done with it
Jesteś raperem ze złamanym nadgarstkiem.
Jimmy on the breath sugar footed crew dat back ya'
Gimme a reason to step up to ya fools and jack-jackas
Backpacks out-AC-aktorzy, którzy mogą stacksa casual factors
While I keep ya whack whackers