Crucial Conflict — Final Tic tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Final Tic", wykonawca: Crucial Conflict.
Tekst piosenki
It’s the final tic and here we go Forget about them other styles
Conflict kicking rodeo
Verse 1: Kilo
Once upon a time
In the land of gang bang mentality
When we drop quick
Final tic clik
Fatality is reality
When the sunset
We blaze this hay
In the midst of a Conflict that’s Crucial
Here we become bogus on the hunt
Notice how we speak this bump
If you wondering what is rodeo
THEN SADDLE UP!
For a different adventure
A journey to Chicago
Westside where the hood lie
'95 bound, we talking bout shit
Of a different plane
Secret loan hear we bang
The rooting tooting shooting maniac
Banging gats blunted high
The gat going up tonight giddy up We copping that game at the drop of a dime
Cause really where I’m at Scandalous, peeping the foes
You gotta know the signs
Load 'em up fast time running out
Turn 'em in turn 'em round
For the Conflict
If youz a snitch you betta get a grip
And come equipped for the Final Tic
Hook
Verse 2: Cold Hard
You know again it’s on in the motherfucker
Still riding, my style is based on rodeo
Crucial Conflict what they hollering
They spooky now nigga let’s turn it on Fuck it burn shit
Let’s fight till we hear that final tic
Kill till we kill each other clik
Bitch, you was talking crazy
But now we finish up your damn mouth
Send your bitch ass back down south
Let you know that your ass out
Niggas playing these games like a lame
Get they ass whipped
Beat up and slapped around
Broken legs twisted hips
Two eyes shot two busted lips
Teeth knocked out two busted whips
Bloody body up for gives
That’s the life you chose to live
Now what’s up wid that tough shit
I knew your ass was just a bitch
Drop you down just like a bomb
And you got the Final Tic
Hook 2x
Verse 3: Never
Nigga this the final tic
Calm bitches done made him mad
Bust a cap and jump back and it’s on And I’m gone and got a damn thing to say
Push push and push one more motherfuckin’time
Fuck a bitch fighting ain’t the same no more
So I got the stinking hoe
Push that bitch 6 under zero
Who to roll mile though for Chicago
Kicking down the door wid the rodeo
C-O-N-flict trigger happy got the bomb
Up in the barnyard
Smoking on hay everyday in the Chi-Town
Had you throw down wid rodeo fever
And we got our mind made up Give a fuck what the next man say gotta make it Let me get down and take it To that other level, petty ride
Who doing the killing
Presuming to killing the villain
I’ma meet you on that other side
Born to kill a man gotta kill a man
Born to ride and ride and roll in thick
I’ma come on up so you betta get ready
For the last and Final Tic
Hook
Verse 4: WildStyle
This is the final tic
I didn’t mean to show my ass hoe
But I can’t be soft coming off nasty
Willing woulda killa nigga if you wanna
Make it out alive kid you might die
I could fuck up your homies
Everylast one a y’all is a free fall ah no Dynamite all around me In ten more seconds we all might be gone
Four tons a death
You can’t escape the Conflict
Wid the rodeo when you explode
It’s overloading the flow
If you know woulda known
Betta pray cause it won’t be no more
Did you wanna be blindfolded
Pressure, all around make you feel it
I’ma villain I’ma kill it Final tic tock quick
In the room and smoke it Close you eyes and hold on tight
Don’t try to fight it’s on tonight
Bet a motherfucker now won’t touch that mic
Cause he might get this dynamite
Grabbed your face trying to get away
Conflict done dropped the bomb bitch
Straight from C-H-I, we never die
You know I talk that final tic
Hook 6x
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
To ostatni tik, a teraz zapomnijmy o innych stylach.
Konflikt
Werset 1: Kilo
ONCE upon A time
In the land of gang bang mentality
When we drop quick
Finał
Fatality is reality
When the sunset
We blaze this hay
W środku konfliktu, który jest kluczowy
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Zauważ, jak mówimy o tym guzku.
Jeśli zastanawiasz się co to jest rodeo
WIĘC DO SIODŁA!
For a different adventure
Podróż do Chicago
Westside where the hood lie
1995 bound, we talking bout shit
O innej płaszczyźnie
Secret loan hear we bang
The rooting Tooting shooting maniac
Banging gats blunted high
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Bo naprawdę jestem w skandalu, Podglądanie wrogów
You gotta know the signs
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Turn 'em in turn' em round
Za konflikt
Jeśli jesteś kapusiem, lepiej weź się w garść.
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Hak
Werset 2: Cold Hard
Wiesz znowu, że to jest w motherfucker
Wciąż jeżdżę, mój styl jest oparty na rodeo
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They spooky now nigga let ' s turn it on Fuck it burn shit
Walczmy, aż usłyszymy ostatni tik.
Kill till we kill each other clik
Dziwko, gadasz jak wariatka.
Ale teraz dokończymy Twoją cholerną gębę.
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"Let you know that your ass out"
Niggas playing these games like a lame
Get they ass batched
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Złamane nogi skręcone biodra
Two eyes shot two busted lips
Zęby wybiły dwa bicze.
Bloody body up for gives
Takie życie wybrałeś.
O co chodzi z tym twardym gównem?
Wiedziałem, że jesteś tylko suką.
"Drop you down just like a bomb"
I masz ostatni tik
Hak 2x
Werset 3: Nigdy
Nigga this the final tic
Calm bitches done made him mad
Bust a cap and jump back and it 's on and I' m gone and got a damn thing to say
"Push push and push one more motherfuckin 'time"
Fuck a bitch fighting ain ' t the same no more
Więc mam śmierdzącą motykę
Push that bitch 6 under zero
Who to roll mile though for Chicago
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C-O-N-flict trigger happy got the bomb
Up in the barnyard
Palenie siana codziennie w Chi-Town
Had you throw down wide Rodeo fever
# And we got our mind made up # # care a fuck what the next man say gotta make it # # Let me get down and take it To that other level, petty ride#
Who doing the killing
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Spotkamy się po tamtej stronie.
Born to kill a man gotta kill a man
Born to ride and ride and roll in thick
Wejdę na górę, więc lepiej się przygotuj.
Ostatni i ostatni tik
Hak
Werset 4: WildStyle
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Nie chciałem pokazywać tyłka.
But I can ' t be soft coming off nasty
Willing woulda killa nigga if you wanna
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Mógłbym spierdolić Twoich ziomków.
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Cztery tony śmierci
Nie uciekniesz przed konfliktem.
Wid the rodeo when you explode
Przeciąża przepływ.
If you know woulda known
Betta pray cause it won ' t be no more
Czy chcesz mieć zawiązane oczy?
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Jestem łotrem, zabiję go.
{C: $ 398dc6} in the room and smoke it Close you eyes and hold on tight
"Don' t try to fight it 's on tonight"
Założę się, że skurwysyn nie tknie tego mikrofonu.
Bo może dostać ten dynamit.
Złapał cię za Twarz, próbując uciec.
Conflict done dropped the bomb bitch
Prosto z C-H-I, nigdy nie umieramy
Wiesz, że mówię o ostatnim tiku
Hak 6x