Inspectah Deck — A Star Is Born tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie

Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "A Star Is Born", wykonawca: Inspectah Deck.

Tekst piosenki

Do this, do this damn thing, yo
Ohhhh, yeah, I waited a long time for this
Word, cock back that shit, yeah, greatness
Ohhhh, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
This is rap bizarre, another star in the making
Took lot’s of patience, deep concentration
Sat back, analyze your M.C.'S mistakes and
Realize most of y’all rap cats is fakin'
Like y’all is serial killers, and ain’t murderin' nathan
Funk Flex, pump this, in heavy rotation
Place your bet, whose the next rap sensation?
Mobilize, regulate, a whole generation
Fuck what ya heard, this is Street Education
Pluckin' at your nerve, like a stab wound patient
I feed blatent, styles still flagrant
Catch me on Rap City, loungin' in the basement
Style, still gritty, double dart agent
I master the art, check my rap pages
They stab you in the back, who that? Smiling faces
That’s why, I carry the gat in foreign places
Rap bizarre, another star in the making (Ohh)
Keep faking, get your seat taken (Ohh)
Yo, inhale this paraphanel', dart from jail
It’s P.L.O., see me up north in your cell
Plug your cherry rich Glock in hell, find your way out
Tunnel vision like we emburk, fight my way out
Niggas can’t stop me, five seven seven tips probably
Serving me, enter my building lobby
Police recording me, yo, I got I. D
So on point, pass you a holder with three felonies
Verrazano, horizontal move, first that gave him rules
Niggas can’t fuck with P.L.O., for real
All that shit sound slick, but let’s be for real
You a faggot life nigga, that just caught a birth
I’m the raw suspect that’ll tuck your eighth
Pistol whip you in the face, make you crack the safe
Man, you can front all you want on cd’s and mixtapes
P.L.O. Style, niggas had to earn they name
Rap bizarre, another star in the making (Ohh)
Keep faking, get your seat taken (Ohh)
This is Shaolin, what? Niggas grab your nuts
Strut, rock to, what I conduct
After this verse, I might self destruct
Short fuse, overheating, blow the fuck up
Where my ladies at? What up? Wanna fuck?
No disrespect, got a love jones for sluts
Big bag of dud, Deck, burn a Dutch
Fiends control your lust, look, but don’t touch
Still Wu, keep the God-U, tucked under the gut
Rap lust, my flow is spectaculaus
Niggas doubt my skill, like I ain’t real enough
Fuck what you feel, that’s why you still baggin' up
It be those niggas you know, that be actin' up
That’s why my attitude’s corrupt and don’t give a fuck
Fans rush the bus, to get star struck
I’m that same road, he’s just loungin' in cut
Rap bizarre, another star in the making (Ohh)
Keep faking, get your seat taken (Ohh)
Rap bizarre, another star in the making (Ohh)
Keep faking, get your seat taken (Ohh)
Word up, word up, Streetlife, Size/7
Get ya shit taken on the spot
Rebel I (Word up, be on starter)
Wu-Tang, Killa Beez nigga (Who request that?)
Forever (Word up, ohhhhh)
Yo, pass that bone (You know how we do)
(Word up, Killa Hills, Shaolin, Shaolin, ohhhh)

Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki

Do this, do this damn thing, yo
Długo na to czekałem.
Word, cock back that shit, yeah, greatest
Ohhhh, come on, come on, come on, come on
Dalej, Dalej, Dalej, Dalej
To jest Rap bizarre, kolejna gwiazda w tworzeniu
Dużo cierpliwości i koncentracji.
Usiadł, przeanalizował błędy swojego M. C.
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Jakbyście byli seryjnymi mordercami, a nie mordowali Nathana.
Funk Flex, pump this, in heavy rotation
Obstawiaj, czyja Następna sensacja rapu?
Mobilizować, regulować, całe pokolenie
Chuj z tym, co słyszałeś, to edukacja uliczna.
Wyrywa ci nerwy, jak pacjent z raną kłutą.
I feed raatent, styles still ragrant
Catch me on Rap City, loungin ' in the basement
Styl, wciąż gritty, podwójny dart agent
I master the art, check my RAP pages
Wbijają Ci nóż w plecy, kto to? Uśmiechnięte twarze
Dlatego noszę Gnata w obcych miejscach.
Rap bizarre, another star in the making (Ohh)
Keep faking, get your seat take (Ohh)
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To P. L. O., spotkamy się na północy w Twojej celi.
Zatkaj swój Cherry rich Glock w piekle, Znajdź wyjście
"Tunnel vision like we emburk, fight my way out"
Niggas can ' t stop me, Five seven seven tips probably
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Policja mnie nagrywa, yo, mam dowód.
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Verrazano, ruch poziomy, pierwszy, który dał mu zasady
Niggas can ' t fuck with P. L. O., for real
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Jesteś pedałem, czarnuchu, który dopiero co się urodził.
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Pistol bije cię w twarz, sprawia, że włamujesz się do sejfu
Man, you can front all you want on cd ' s and mixtapes
Styl P. L. O., niggas had to earn they name
Rap bizarre, another star in the making (Ohh)
Keep faking, get your seat take (Ohh)
To jest Shaolin, co? Niggas grab your nuts
Strut, rock to, what I conduct
Po tym wersie mogę się zniszczyć.
Short fuse, overheating, blow the fuck up
Gdzie moje panie? Co tam? Chcesz się pieprzyć?
Z całym szacunkiem, mam miłość do dziwek.
Big bag of dud, Deck, burn a Dutch
Diabły kontrolują twoje pożądanie, patrz, ale nie dotykaj
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RAP lust, my flow is spectaculaus
Niggas doubt my skill, like I ain ' t real enough
"Fuck what you feel, that' s why you still baggin 'up"
It be those niggas you know, that be actin ' up
Dlatego moja postawa jest zepsuta i mam to w dupie.
Fani spieszą się z autobusem, aby dostać uderzenie Gwiazdy
I 'm that same road, he' s just loungin ' in cut
Rap bizarre, another star in the making (Ohh)
Keep faking, get your seat take (Ohh)
Rap bizarre, another star in the making (Ohh)
Keep faking, get your seat take (Ohh)
Word up, word up, Streetlife, Size / 7
Get ya shit taken on the spot
Buntownik I (słow.)
Wu-Tang, Killa Beez nigga (Who request that?)
Forever (Word up, ohhhhh)
Yo, pass that bone (You know how we do)
(Word up, Killa Hills, Shaolin, Shaolin, ohhhh)