Method Man — Crooked Letter I tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Crooked Letter I", wykonawca: Method Man.
Tekst piosenki
I runs up on you in broad days, I’m a Loose Link
I carry’s the Heaterz, always
Small timers, get left for dead in the hallways
It’s that ill breed, move in warp speed, follow my lead
(Me and my Co-D's, about to O.D.) let me procede
I’m that O.G., you’re not in my league (you know my steez)
I put the smackdown, on you killer clown M.C.'s
I rock for all my niggaz (I rock for all my niggaz)
That’s why I hurt to be here, okay, let me see here
Stat' Land, crooked letter is I, we back, man
Harder than a dick on viagra gettin' a lap dance
Hittin' like a back hand (I slap y’all kids)
As if we in a game of spades, and y’all renig'
John Blaze, not the clothing, cuz some of that is slum
(Son, I’m already knowin') cut they jeans mad young
In the Crooked Letter I, it’s do or die
Shit, every man fights to stay alive
In the Crooked Letter I, you should not try
Meth Tical, Streetlife, Killa Bee, why.
Stingy with my dough, even stingier with dojia'
(Told y’all) You’ll never go broke, long as I yo’ya
Maintain your composure, or party over
For stank bitches, who get it, twisted like yoga
Holla for a dollar, yea, and y’all ain’t gotta go home
(But y’all gotta get the fuck outta here)
Who stay «Lo» like Jennifer, won’t see me a lot
But when you see Vivica, tell her she a «Fox»
We rollin', big truck, sittin' on chrome (twistin' a bone)
Talkin' to a bird on the bat phone
Zonin', out the area, roamin'
The closest you could come to my style, maybe, is clonin'
The omen (I'm warnin' you now!) Niggaz is holdin'
Run up, watch me put one up in your colon
Chizzle town, thugs in the club, like chicks posin'
Lambchop niggaz is sheep in wolf clothing
Beware, danger, shoot off your flares
Warn all your dogs (tell 'em we here)
The Stat' (we don’t bust our guns in the air)
Never that, y’all don’t come out til the coast is clear
(Who you suppose to fear) Street, I fears no one
You all thumbs, I probably murder you with your gun
When I start lettin' off (niggaz is jettin' off)
You straight chicken broth, we holes in your terrycloth
Double O, 3, long time no see
Who mind parts seas, and cause blind to see
Some think this industry is just all rhyme and G Then he make it to the door, and he can’t find the key
Don’t know what it be, to make y’all follow my lead
Or make this pretty thing on her knees swallow my seed
If rap wasn’t rap no more, what would it be
I don’t know, I’d be zonin' sometime, must be the weed…
That’s that shit
Yeah, Homicide Housing, Loose Linx
Carlton Fisk, D.C., rest in peace
To the Million Dollar Kid, Y
(S.I., N.Y., 10 304) Sick eyes, Size 7
Big Nut, what up (Big up to Denaun, good lookin' on the track, nigga
Matter fact, I’mma call Staten Island the tri-borough, now on Cuz we’ll «tri» any fuckin' thing) Homicide Housing.
(Fuck y’all)
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
I run up on you in broad days, I ' m a Loose Link
I carry ' s The Heaterz, always
Small timers, get left for dead in the hallways
To ta chora rasa, poruszaj się z prędkością warp, podążaj za mną.
(Me and my Co-D ' s, about to O. D.) let me procede
I 'm that O. G., you' re not in my league (you know my steez)
I put the smackdown, on You killer clown M. C. ' s
I rock for all my niggaz (i rock for all my niggaz)
Dlatego boli mnie, że tu jestem.
Stat ' Land, crooked letter is I, we back, man
Harder than a dick on viagra gettin ' a lap dance
Hittin 'like a back hand (i slap y' all kids)
Jakbyśmy grali w piki, a wy się zmieniacie.
John Blaze, Nie ubrania, bo niektóre z nich to slumsy
(Son, I' m already knowin') cut they jeans Mad young
W Krzywej litery i, to do or die
Cholera, każdy walczy, by przeżyć.
/ Align = "left" /
Meth Tical, Streetlife, Killa Bee, why.
Skąpy z mojego ciasta, jeszcze bardziej skąpy z dojia'
(Told y 'all) You' ll never go broke, long as I yo ' ya
/ Align = "left" /
For stank bitches, who get it, twisted like yoga
Holla for a dollar, yea, and y 'all ain' t gotta go home
(But y ' all gotta get the fuck outta here)
/ Align = "left" /
Ale kiedy zobaczysz Vivicę, powiedz jej, że jest lisem.»
We rollin', big truck, sittin 'on chrome (twistin' a bone)
"Talkin' to a bird on the bat phone"
Zonin', out the area, roamin'
Najbliżej mojego stylu jest klonowanie.
The omen (I' m warnin ' you now!) Niggaz is holdin'
"Run up, watch me put one up in your colon"
"Chizzle town", "thugs in the club", "like chicks posin'"
Lambchop niggaz to owca w Wilczej skórze
Strzeż się, niebezpieczeństwo, odstrzel flary
Warn all your dogs (tell ' em we here)
The Stat' (we don ' t bust our guns in the air)
Nigdy, nie wychodźcie, dopóki Wybrzeże nie będzie czyste.
Street, i fears no one
Wy wszyscy kciuki, prawdopodobnie zamorduję was z waszej broni.
When I start lettin 'off (niggaz is jettin' off)
Ty prosto rosół z kurczaka, my dziury w Twojej terrycloth
Double 0, 3, long time no see
Który umysł rozdziela morza i powoduje ślepotę, by widzieć
Niektórzy myślą, że ta branża to tylko rymowanka, a potem dochodzi do drzwi i nie może znaleźć klucza.
Don 't know what it be, to make y' all follow my lead
Albo niech ta ślicznotka na kolanach połknie moje nasienie
Gdyby rap nie był już rap, co by to było?
Nie wiem, kiedyś bym się bał, to musi być trawka.…
To jest to gówno
Tak, Wydział Zabójstw, Luźny Linx
Carlton Fisk, D. C., rest in peace
Za Million Dollar Kid, Y
(S. I., N. Y., 10 304) Sick eyes, Size 7
Big Nut, what up (Big up to Denaun, good lookin ' on the track, nigga
A tak w ogóle, Nazywam Staten Island Trójmiastem, a teraz będziemy" tri " każdą Jebaną sprawą.
(Fuck y ' all)