Cage — Good Morning tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Good Morning", wykonawca: Cage.
Tekst piosenki
Homeless cardboard cribs, cops shoot civilians
Vendors rap stars wall street billions
Donald Trump shotgun pumps illegal store fronts
Dollar fifty dutches, AF1's and dunks
Skyscrapes planes hit 'em army in the subway
High risk orange alert everyday
My clique is a clip that spits in Glock land
Walk like I’m from the hood, hair like an indie rock band
Throw fits then pitch from hammers blow lungs up
Before Onyx was telling me to throw them guns up
My style was sick and homeless freezing and stuck
'till Def Jux stuffed them G’s in the cup
Now It’s the season to fuck shit, piss in the morning flicker
Lights in your head and earn my explicit warning stickers
NY on the fitted shines from the brain inside
So I don’t need a Yankee on for a New York frame of mind
I’m trained in the dirt, I strain to be heard
The fame of the words alive in my city
Stray from the herd I say what I learned
Painfully burned alive my city
Aim for the dirt, claimin the earth, danger alert
Alive in my city
Though the same that desert, I remain when they
Mirk, claim a grain of the worth in my city
Knocked up Jux, they had a monster I’m TV on the street
In the cabbage patch with premies on my feet
I got a New York bop itchy index like a New York cop
Sick in whichever city my tour stops
So by the time I get home, I’ll have spread so much enjoyment
I’ll create the vaccine, then destroy it
I pull immaculate concepts from thin air
Implemented by the listener to learn until I get there
I’m most alive from one to five in the morning
Thursday’s WKCR gave birth to weatherman, then died
Homeland security advisory system won’t work
Until the danger rainbow jumps into red alert
Divide quickly, a few can ride with me when martial law hits
Pack up the whip and hide with me
Until the eve of destruction paints a town black
And anarchy ensues you’ll have the soundtrack
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
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Sprzedawcy rapu Gwiazdy wall street miliardy
Donald Trump Shotgun pompuje nielegalne fronty sklepowe
Dollar fifty dutches, AF1 ' s and dunks
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High risk orange alert
My clique is a clique that spits in Glock land
Walk like I ' m from the hood, hair like an indie rock band
Throw fits then pitch from hammers blow lungs up
Zanim Onyx kazał mi rzucić broń.
Mój styl był chory i bezdomny zamarzał i utknął
'till Def Jux filled them G' s in the cup
Teraz jest czas na pieprzenie gówna, Sikanie o poranku migotanie
Lights in your head and earn my explicit warning stickers
NY on the fitted shines from the brain inside
Więc nie potrzebuję Jankesa do Nowego Jorku.
Jestem wytrenowany w brudzie, staram się być wysłuchany.
The fame of the words alive in my city
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Boleśnie spalone żywcem moje miasto
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Mirk, zgarnij ziarno wartości w moim mieście
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In the cabbage patch with premies on my feet
I got A New York bop itchy index like a New York cop
Sick in whatever city my tour stops
Więc zanim wrócę do domu, będę miał tyle przyjemności.
Stworzę szczepionkę, a potem ją zniszczę.
I pull immaculate concepts from thin air
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Żyję od pierwszej do piątej rano.
Czwartkowa WKCR urodziła pogodynkę, a potem zmarła.
System doradczy bezpieczeństwa narodowego nie działa.
Until the danger rainbow jumps into red alert
Podzielcie się szybko, kilku może jechać ze mną, gdy zapanuje stan wojenny.
Spakuj bicz i schowaj się ze mną.
Aż noc zniszczenia maluje miasto na czarno
And anarchy ensues you ' ll have the soundtrack