Insane Clown Posse — Just Another Crazy Click tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
I choke
(No)
Might as well hold up, aight listen
(Fuckin' go)
I stab you with an umbrella and then open it
(No)
'Cause I’m sick like a diseased Ethiopian
(That shit’s wack)
No wait, fuck that, aight hold up
(Aight come on)
Wait a second, listen
I peel your cap back with a cannon ball
I buck 'em all, fuck 'em all
(Yeah)
We standin' tall, Three 6 Mafia
(Yes, yes)
Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid
(No)
We used to, we used to, we used to rob for them petty things
Like a gold chain, or a mothafuckin' pinky ring, now it’s cocaine
If you see me on the dope train, I’m the dope man
Cigarettes in my right hand, ready to make a stand
Old folks scared of eye-gain, out the window pane
They be lookin' wit a migraine while I catch a drain
And you know it’s a fuckin' shame
When you in this game tryin' to sell to a sprung lane
I control ya brain
Now do my niggas bust glocks, fuck wit us bitch, see
It’s the buckest of the four, bust a trick make 'em bleed
Through his neck, through his back, nigga cover them, hoes
Ain’t no else gonna be workin' when you twirkin' with some pros
Automatic weapon carrier, silence on the barrier, hang 'em in the closet
Kidnap the treasurer, bandanas on our face
We wilin' out like some cowboys
Hoe we need the G’s and I’m talkin' like now boys
We be just anotha crazy click
Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain’t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch
You can’t compete
Just anotha crazy click
Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain’t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch
You can’t compete
We the click that don’t play
Quick to rip your head off and hand it to Violent J And bury it away, I’m on a spree
Killin' for free without a conscience
Bitches we on a mission to bomb shit
Twiztid, ICP, with that Triple Six Click
Hoes that pop lip, can eat a dick or get your neck slit
I’m havin' these memory lapses of bodies off in the caskets
With no heads, Monoxide, ruler of tha dead
We 50-deep on the lawn with the Psychopathic leathers on You say it’s on so come bring it on We gettin' drunk at your funerals
Treat us like we criminals, we juggalo individuals
We just anotha crazy click ICP, Twiztid, Triple Six
All up in this bitch and we runnin' shit
We doin' drive-bys on all y’all wit chain saws
Pure uncut, redefinin' rugged and raw
We be just anotha crazy click
Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain’t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch
You can’t compete
Just anotha crazy click
Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain’t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch
You can’t compete
Just anotha crazy click to fuck around and bury ya Takin' care of ya, we the scarier than malaria
I walk around your neighborhood like Frankenstein
Chokin' anybody I find, I’m takin' mine
Ya muthafuckas can’t get near it, 'cause ya fear it Look at my glass eye, I’m sick like Lou Gherig
I don’t know Judo, but I go kill ya Fuck you up so bad, a wheel chair couldn’t see ya Listen, you hear that slut?
That was me, pullin' this stick out ya butt
I’m a juggalo, serial killa, steady screamin', fuck y’all
I stab bitches wit a chain saw
We walk around Compton and Watts, beatin' scrubs up And right into thugs face, I throw the dubs up We tearin' clubs up down south from the D Three Six y’all, Twiztid and ICP
Baby what?
We be just anotha crazy click
Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain’t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch
You can’t compete
Just anotha crazy click
Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain’t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Udławię się.
(No)
/ Align= "left" /
(Fuckin ' go)
Dźgnę Cię parasolem, a potem go otworzę.
(No)
'Cause I' m sick like a diseased Ethiopian
(That shit ' s wack)
Nie czekaj, jebać to.
/ Align = "left" / )
Poczekaj chwilę, posłuchaj.
Obrywam Twoją czapkę kulą armatnią.
I buck 'em all, fuck' em all
(Yeah)
We standin ' tall, Three 6 Mafia
(Tak, tak)
Insane Clown Posse i Twiztid
(No)
Kiedyś kradliśmy dla nich drobne rzeczy.
Jak złoty łańcuch, albo jebany pierścień, teraz to kokaina.
If you see me on The dope train, I ' m The dope man
Papierosy w mojej prawej ręce, gotowe do postawienia się
Starzy ludzie przestraszeni wzrokiem, przez szybę okna
They be lookin ' wit a migrena while I catch a drain
I wiesz, że to kurewska szkoda
Kiedy ty w tej grze próbujesz sprzedać do sprung lane
I control ya brain
Now do my niggas bust glocks, fuck wit us bitch, see
To najcięższy z czwórki, bust a trick make ' em bleed
Through his neck, through his back, nigga cover them, hoes
Ain 't no else gonna be workin' when you twirkin ' with some pros
Automatyczny nosiciel broni, cisza na barierce, powiesić ich w szafie
Porwać skarbnika, bandany na twarzy
We wilin ' out like some cowboys
Hoe we need the G 'S and I' m talkin ' like now boys
We be just anotha crazy click
Roin 'whatever to get us by when we pump up You outta luck bitch, I ain' t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
Z tymi calicos, wszystkie rodzaje gówna, suko
You can ' t competition
Just anotha crazy click
Roin 'whatever to get us by when we pump up You outta luck bitch, I ain' t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
Z tymi calicos, wszystkie rodzaje gówna, suko
You can ' t competition
We the click that don ' t play
Szybko wyrwać Ci głowę i oddać ją brutalnemu J i zakopać ją, jestem na fali
Killin ' for free without a conscience
Suki jesteśmy na misji bombardować gówno
Twiztid, ICP, z tym potrójnym 6 kliknięciem
/ Align = "left" /
Mam zaniki pamięci ciał w trumnach.
With no heads, Monoxide, ruler of THA dead
My po 50-tce na trawniku z psychopatycznymi skórami na tobie mówią, że to jest na so come bring it on we gettin ' drunkin at your funerals
Traktuj nas jak kryminalistów, jak ludzi żonglerów.
We just anotha crazy click ICP, Twiztid, Triple Six
All up in this bitch and we runnin ' shit
We doin 'drive-bys on all y' all wit chain Pils
Pure uncut, redefiniin ' rugged and raw
We be just anotha crazy click
Roin 'whatever to get us by when we pump up You outta luck bitch, I ain' t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
Z tymi calicos, wszystkie rodzaje gówna, suko
You can ' t competition
Just anotha crazy click
Roin 'whatever to get us by when we pump up You outta luck bitch, I ain' t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
Z tymi calicos, wszystkie rodzaje gówna, suko
You can ' t competition
Just anotha crazy click to fuck around and bury ya Takin ' care of ya, we The scarier than malaria
I walk around your neighborhood like Frankenstein
Chokin 'anyone I find, I' m takin ' m mine
# Patrz moje szklane oko, jestem chory jak Lou Gherig
Nie znam się na Judo, ale zabiję cię tak mocno, że wózek cię nie zobaczy, słyszysz tę dziwkę?
To byłem ja, wyciągając ten kij z tyłka
I' m a juggalo, seryjny morderca, steady screamin', fuck y ' all
Dźgam suki piłą łańcuchową
Chodzimy po Compton i Watts, bijąc fartuchy i prosto w twarz zbirów, rzucam dubs up we tearin 'clubs up down south from the D Three Six y' all, Twiztid and ICP
Dziecko co?
We be just anotha crazy click
Roin 'whatever to get us by when we pump up You outta luck bitch, I ain' t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets
Z tymi calicos, wszystkie rodzaje gówna, suko
You can ' t competition
Just anotha crazy click
Roin 'whatever to get us by when we pump up You outta luck bitch, I ain' t gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets