King Just — Round 'Em Up tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Yo man, yo, I don’t know man
Yo this rock thing got me buggin yo Word, I be buggin out and shit
Yo, yo Baby are you ready? On the zone high
Oh why, must these bastards try
To test, my buddha cess, mine I remind
The Fist knew the time, and I came wit the rhyme
Fly, on top of the world
I came to kick this shit for the boys and the girls
Twirl, into the wind of Shaolin
Begin where you want, and end where you in Come on, send, a message to you crew and your troops
That my Soldiers stomp like Timberland boots
Fruit, roll up, yo hold up, lucky
Make your the 'cal is tight, packed in tuckly
I might be, comin at a project near you
Wit the Zoo and the Two, and the whole shaboo
Shebang, it’s the God doin his thing
And it ain’t no thang, but a chicken wing
The King, sits on the throne wit a bone
And I’m known, from makin a fuck wit microphone
In the zone on my own, always singin alone
And I’d be damn, if I take a fuckin ugly bitch home
Roam through the ancient tomb of doom
A metamorphosis, that becomes a cocoon
Round 'em up, move 'em up, lay 'em down (flat)
Shootin M.C.'s wit my lyrical (gat)
Never had to front cuz the Mob got my (back)
Like that (like that) like that, like that
Yo, I’m back, to set shit straight
Aiyo, waitin from the King
You never make it past the castle gates
Norman Bates is my fate, but I gotta escape
I fuckin hate the plate, but I know I gotta date
Escape to the next cut, and blow up, grow up Ah, rhymes that’ll fuckin rot
To your ear, my style is sharp just like a spear
I see fear, whenever the God presence is near
Clear, the way, cuz I slay
Everyday in May, and niggas don’t come around my way
You better head for the door
Cuz I get raw, plus I’m Shaolin stompin through ya floor
I want more, pounds and sounds, I’m gettin down
Lick 'em down, I represent place, home and sound
Peep my style, I’m back wit the high pro-lo
Another flow, another sound boy over the rainbow
Aiyo, can I get a fat one? I’m back son
Dead men tell no tales, will be the outcome
The wild hon', hit ya so hard
To make a buck reign rock it to Meth
And blow the fuck up It’s the return of the bad h-h-holes
No one knows where I get my strange flow
You’re slow, it’s the Mystics of the God
The Sex, Money, the Cess, and the Blas’e Blah
No sellout, no doubt, cuz I’mma represent
Cuz Wayne’s World, I’m excellent
Bah humbug, he’ll catch a slug from the slug (blaow!)
Black Fist make the way while the Shaolin show love
Oh lord, that means it’s my turn to rock
Hemp pump cock, as I’m smokin up the block
Nonstop, I got skills to go on and on From dust to dawn, from night to morn'
Word is bond, you’re corn, will get eaten
Just like a Terrier, I ain’t scared of ya Yo what’s on in the area
Harvard tactics from the Black Fist
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Yo man, yo, I don ' t know man
Yo ta sprawa z kamieniem dała mi popalić yo Word, I be buggin out and shit
Yo, Yo Kochanie jesteś gotowy? On the zone high
Oh dlaczego, te dranie muszą próbować
Aby sprawdzić, mój buddo cess, mój przypominam
Pięść znała czas, a ja przyleciałem z rymem
Fly, on top of the world
Przyszedłem skopać to gówno dla chłopców i dziewczynek.
Twirl, into the wind of Shaolin
Zacznij tam, gdzie chcesz, i zakończ tam, gdzie jesteś. Chodź, wyślij wiadomość do załogi i twoich żołnierzy.
Że moi żołnierze depczą jak buty Timberland
Fruit, roll up, yo hold up, lucky
"Make your the' cal is tight, packed in tuckly"
I might be, coming at a project near you
Wit the Zoo and the Two, and the whole shaboo
Shebang, it ' s The God doing his thing
I to nie jest nic, ale skrzydełko kurczaka
Król, siedzi na tronie wit a bone
A ja jestem znany z pieprzenia mikrofonu
In the zone on my own, always singin alone
I byłbym przeklęty, gdybym zabrał pieprzoną brzydką sukę do domu.
Wędrować przez starożytny grób zagłady
Metamorfoza, która staje się kokonem
Round ' em up, move 'em up, lay' em down (flat)
Shootin M. C. ' s wit my lyrical (gat)
Never had to front Boz The Mob got my (back)
Like that (like that) like that, like that
Yo, jestem z powrotem, aby ustawić gówno prosto
Aiyo, czekam na króla.
Nigdy nie przekroczysz bram zamku.
Norman Bates jest moim przeznaczeniem, ale muszę uciec.
Nienawidzę talerza, ale wiem, że mam randkę.
"Escape to the next cut, and blow up, grow up"
Dla Twojego ucha, mój styl jest ostry jak włócznia
Widzę strach, gdy obecność Boga jest blisko
Czysto, droga, bo zabijam
Everyday in May, and niggas don ' t come around my way
Lepiej idź do drzwi.
Bo jestem surowy, plus Jestem Shaolin stompin through ya floor
I want more, pounds and sounds, I ' m getting down
Lick 'em down, I represent place, home and sound
Peep my style, I ' m back wit the high pro-lo
Another flow, another sound boy over the rainbow
Aiyo, mogę dostać grubego? Wróciłem, synu.
Umarli nie opowiadają bajek.
Dzika hon', hit ya so hard
To make a buck reign rock it to Meth
I wysadzić w powietrze to jest powrót złych H-H-dziur
Nikt nie wie, skąd mam swój dziwny przepływ
Jesteś powolny, to mistyka Boga.
The Sex, Money, the Cess, and the Blas ' e Blah
Bez wątpienia, bo reprezentuję
Bo Wayne 's World, I' m excellent
Bah humbug, he ' ll catch a slug from the slug (blaow!)
Black Fist make the way while the Shaolin show love
Oh lord, that means it ' s my turn to rock
Konopie Pump kogut, jak ja smokin up the block
Nonstop, I got skills to go on and on From dust to dawn, from night to morn'
Słowo jest bond, jesteś kukurydzą, zostanie zjedzony
Just like a Terrier, I ain 't scared of ya yo what' s on in the area
Harvard tactics from the Black Fist