Kool G Rap — Pages of My Life tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Pages of My Life", wykonawca: Kool G Rap.
Tekst piosenki
Just because the boy do or die livin'
Like he was born and Bed Stuy, 45 liftin'
Niggas, get this guy twisted
He slide clips in
This one for my Queens niggas that died pitchin'
I was objected to hood shit in mom’s kitchen
Pops cocked a pump and watched fried chicken
I’m three years old standing there my eyes were drippin'
Swinging little fists on him, but only die hittin'
And the small rage I had only made him laugh
Years later moms would tell me to save my ass
Memory lane pain deep as a razor slash
Had a baby sister that die young her name was Robyn
She went to sleep when the grim reaper was cradle rockin'
Over my right shoulder here I got an angel watchin'
I put my heart on the paper with the table wobblin'
Moms (???) for the time you was in labor droppin'
It probably never occurred that you would raise a (???)
Far from the moves just a state of knockin' ???
Suffer long enough it’s time for something major poppin'
Yeah I’m make sure they get me right (right, dog)
Flip through the pages of my life
See the scars were some chose to stick the knife
On some real shit, these are the pages of my life
Born fighter I’m sticking to the script, precise
Can’t play fair here, you got to fix the dice
Lost everything I love trying to grip it tight
Decided to write the real pages of my life
Mid-chapter, age eleven was a little bastard
I’m like kids my age, wanted to fit in faster
With the older gang, joined the house robbery
Wasn’t scared of Doberman and their property (nah, dog)
That’s why the real niggas still rock with me
Easy, while the paper is were I drop the weed
OE 800 we wanted, 99th of 1 of 6 we’re straight gunners (wassup, yo)
Now the little nigga, but his heart was humongous
My older man, Frog in the schoolyard in summer
Later he blew the face of Jake, he doin' numbers
Most of you know how the Queens do the coppers
Rastas hit a top sheen with a chopper
At sixteen was on the scene and prosper
Was when a nigga moved back from a (???)
Back to Corona (no doubt) to homebase (word up)
From a place that made me a little grown-er
But would never forget the PJs
It’s twelve days, that Fat Steve Kellay (???), shortee rock LA, (???)
Mori Croc’s Pelle
When we ring the top bell ay
(???) my back in the days, shortee and 12A
The best rapper from the hood that’s were the belt stays
Yeah I’m make sure they get me right (right, dog)
Flip through the pages of my life
See the scars were some chose to stick the knife
On some real shit, these are the pages of my life
Born fighter I’m sticking to the script, precise
Can’t play fair here, you got to fix the dice
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
"Just because the boy do or die livin'"
Like he was born and Bed Stuy, 45
Niggas, get this guy twisted
On
This one for my Queens niggas that died pitchin'
Byłem przeciwny temu gównianemu kapturowi w kuchni mamy.
Pops cocked a pump and watched fried chicken
Mam trzy lata stojąc tam moje oczy drippin'
Machając na niego małymi pięściami, ale tylko umierając uderzając
A ta mała wściekłość tylko go rozśmieszyła.
Lata później mamy kazały mi ratować Tyłek.
Memory lane pain deep as a razor slash
Miała młodszą siostrę, która zmarła młodo. miała na imię Robyn.
"She went to sleep when the grim reaper was cradle rockin'"
Nad prawym ramieniem mam Anioła patrzącego
I put my heart on the paper with the table wobblin'
Mamuśki (???) for the time you was in labor droppin'
Prawdopodobnie nigdy nie przyszło ci do głowy, że wychowujesz dziecko.??)
Daleko od ruchów tylko stan pukania ???
"Suffer long enough it's time for something major poppin'"
Yeah I ' m make sure they get me right (right, dog)
Flip through the pages of my life
/ Align = "left" /
Na prawdziwym gównie, to są strony mojego życia
Born fighter I ' m sticking to the script, precise
Nie możesz grać fair, musisz naprawić kości.
* Straciłem wszystko, co kocham * * próbując trzymać to mocno *
Postanowiłem napisać prawdziwe strony mojego życia.
W połowie lat 11.
Jestem jak dzieci w moim wieku, chciały się dopasować szybciej.
Razem ze starszym gangiem przyłączyli się do napadu na dom.
Nie bał się Dobermana i jego własności (nah, dog)
That ' s why the real niggas still rock with me
Easy, while the paper is were I drop the weed
OE 800 we wanted, 99th of 1 of 6 we ' re straight gunners (wassup, yo)
Now the little nigga, but his heart was humongous
Mój starszy człowiek, Żaba na szkolnym podwórku latem
Później rozwalił twarz Jake' a, robi numery.
Większość z was wie, jak królowe załatwiają gliniarzy.
/ Align = "left" /
W wieku szesnastu lat był na scenie i prosperować
Kiedy Czarnuch się wyprowadził???)
Powrót do Korony (no doubt) do homebase (word up)
Z miejsca, które uczyniło mnie trochę dorosłą.
Ale nigdy nie zapomnę Piżam
Minęło 12 dni, ten gruby Steve Kellay (???), shortee rock LA, (???)
Mori Croc ' s Pelle
When we ring the top bell ay
(???) my back in the days, shortee and 12A
Najlepszy raper z the hood that ' s were the belt stays
Yeah I ' m make sure they get me right (right, dog)
Flip through the pages of my life
/ Align = "left" /
Na prawdziwym gównie, to są strony mojego życia
Born fighter I ' m sticking to the script, precise
Nie możesz grać fair, musisz naprawić kości.