Little Brother — Tension tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Tension", wykonawca: Little Brother.
Tekst piosenki
And we do it like this, y’all
All day, everytime don’t miss y’all
It’s Little Brother, Phonte don’t quit y’all
It’s Big Pooh, 9th Wonder on the shit y’all (LB, baby)
It’s like this, it’s like that, keep it goin on (you know we back)
It’s like this, it’s like that, keep it goin on
(… tension on y’all niggaz)
(F'real) What you think this shit is, man?
I’m ready to fight, every last hatin-ass, fakin-ass
Blantant-ass stoytellin pussy magellan
(NO!) You ain’t know, I came ready to scrap
I’m a chill-ass nigga 'til you push me black (aight?)(OHH!)
Yeah, that’s my nigga there, he got my back
We ride that bitch until the wheels fall off, and the rims gon crack
A-matter of fact, we back on attack
Tay and Pooh rock mics, niggy-9th on the track
The League is here, please beware
We were hungry for a while muh’fuckers, we gon eat this year
(YEAH!) I’m ready to do it, I’m ready for whatever
No matter the weather — rain, sleet, snow, hail, or sunshine
And I’m a get mine, and I’m get right
I don’t care what you crab critics write
Despite the fact LB still fat to death
The last ones left STAY holdin your breath, nigga!
Yo, without a doubt, tun it out, give it to you raw
Never seen, never heard, never did before
I’m feelin tension in the air, yo But I ain’t goin nowhere, we right muh’fuckin here, yo Check it out, yo Phonte the rap patter familias
Man of constant sorrow that’s in the booth killin you niggaz with
A highly flammable style that’s burnin your villages
And got everybody runnin cause they see just how real it is Cause that’s what it takes to get through
And all of you faggotty niggaz who fronted, no we won’t forget you
Who tried to fuck around with our sound credentials
But now, when we come around, you sound pre-minstrel
I’ll bring it to you live when it’s time to But I got bigger things on my mind and I know we gon shine thru
You creepin and I know where to find you
I copped the 12-inch, how you let your instrumental out-rhyme you, nigga?
My whole team come through like the task force
Makin niggaz sit down is all we can stand for
You fake fifteen-and-a-half-bar rap stars
Take ya caps off, LB bout to blast off, what?
Yo, without a doubt, tun it out, give it to you raw
Never seen, never heard, never did before
I’m feelin tension in the air, yo But we ain’t goin nowhere, we right muh’fuckin here, yo Yo, without a doubt, tun it out, give it to you raw
Never seen, never heard, never did before
I’m feelin tension in the air, yo But we ain’t runnin nowhere, we right muh’fuckin here, yo Aiyyo, I’m Gon Git You Sucka, every hero needs
Some theme music, and this is mine
You feelin danger, then press rewind
I press and Clydesdale wack MCs', God rich with the rhyme
Let’s hit the pedal yo and let’s burn out
I see the bitch in some of y’all heels and ya press-perm out (okay)
I’m hungry like the Wolf of London for a fresh turn-out
That goes out, to each and every last ONE of y’all fag-niggaz
Been tryin to get on for years, now you mad with us Wanna-be MCs', but better off ad-libbers (uh) I jab niggaz…
… who claim they rode with mad killas
I got your album, every joint sound like bad fillers
We constantly spinnin, like a set of perrellis
We retro-fitted like a chick rockin jellies (uh)
It’s all from the soul to my belly
You better pick up your celly and let the world know Big Pooh is BACK (nigga,
OH!)
We doin this for y’all yo…
And that’s wassup
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
I robimy to w ten sposób.
All day, everytime don 't miss y' all
Tu mały braciszku, nie odchodź.
It 's Big Pooh, 9th Wonder on the shit y' all (LB, baby)
It 's like this, it' s like that, keep it going on (you know we back)
It 's like this, it' s like that, keep it going on
(...tension on y ' all niggaz)
Co to za gówno?
Jestem gotowy do walki, każdy nienawistny, udawany
Blantant-ass stoytellin pussy magellan
(Nie!) You ain ' t know, I came ready to scrap
I 'm a chill-ass nigga' til you push me black (aight?) (OHH!)
Yeah, that ' s my nigga there, he got my back
Będziemy jeździć na tej suce, aż koła odpadną, a felgi pękną.
Właściwie, to wracamy do ataku.
Tay and Pooh rock, niggy-9. miejsce
Liga jest tutaj, proszę strzeż się
Byliśmy głodni przez chwilę muh ' fuckers, będziemy jeść w tym roku
(Tak!) I 'm ready to do it, I' m ready for whatever
Bez względu na pogodę — deszcz, śnieg, grad, czy słońce
And I 'm a get mine, and I' m get right
I don ' t care what you crab critics write
/ Align = "left" /
Ci, którzy pozostali, trzymają oddech, czarnuchu!
Yo, bez wątpienia, tun it out, give it to you raw
Nigdy nie widziałem, nie słyszałem, nigdy nie robiłem
I 'm feelin tension in the air, yo But I ain' t goin nowhere, we right muh ' fuckin here, yo Check it out, yo Phonte the rap patter familias
Man of constant sorrow that ' s in the booth killin you niggaz with
Wysoce łatwopalny styl, który spala wasze wioski.
I wszyscy uciekają, bo widzą, jak prawdziwe to jest, bo to jest to, czego potrzeba, by przez to przejść.
A Wy, pedalscy czarnuchy, którzy się napieprzali, nie zapomnimy o Was.
Kto próbował pieprzyć się z naszymi referencjami dźwiękowymi
/ Align = "left" /
I 'll bring it to you live when it' s time to But I got bigger things on my mind and I know we gon shine thru
You creepin and I know where to find you
Wziąłem 12-calowy, jak pozwalasz instrumentalnym rymować się, czarnuchu?
Cały mój zespół przechodzi jak grupa zadaniowa.
Makin niggaz sit down is all we can stand for
Udajesz 15 i pół-barowe Gwiazdy rapu.
Zdjąć czapki, IB bout to blast off, co?
Yo, bez wątpienia, tun it out, give it to you raw
Nigdy nie widziałem, nie słyszałem, nigdy nie robiłem
I 'm feelin tension in the air, yo But we ain' t goin nowhere, we right muh ' fuckin here, Yo Yo, without a doubt, tun it out, give it to you raw
Nigdy nie widziałem, nie słyszałem, nigdy nie robiłem
Czuję napięcie w powietrzu, yo, ale nigdzie nie biegniemy, jesteśmy tu muh 'fuckin tutaj, Yo Aiyyo, I' m Gon Git You Sucka, every hero needs
Some theme music, and this is mine
Czujesz niebezpieczeństwo, a potem wciśnij przewiń
I press and Clydesdale wack MCs', God rich with the rhyme
"Let' s hit the pedal yo and let 's burn out"
I see the bitch in some of y ' all heels and ya press-perm out (okay)
Zgłodniałem jak londyński Wilk.
To idzie do każdego z was, pedały-czarnuchy.
Been tryin to get on for years, now you mad with us Wanna-be MCs', but better off ad-libbers (uh) I jab niggaz…
... którzy twierdzą, że jeździli z szalonymi killami
I got your album, every joint sound like bad fillers
Ciągle kręcimy się, jak zestaw perrellis
We retro-fitted like a chick rockin jellies (uh)
To wszystko z duszy do mojego brzucha
You better pick up your celly and let the world know Big Pooh is BACK (nigga,
OH!)
We doing this for y ' all yo…
I to jest wassup