Solomon Childs — The Campaign tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Aiyo D, you know what
They don’t really be comin' to Shaolin actin' like they want it
They don’t really want it
I’m 'bout the thug where ya checks at?
To ya sweet life, I’mma bring the stress back
For them jewels and them things, plus invest that
Solomon Childs’ll move on ya vest cats
Here comes the ride, reincarnated alumni
Ya whole time livin' a lie, Pillage once again
Correct direction, caught ya frontin' in the high post section
Face off ejection, lockin' it down, bitch runnin' ya town
Lyrics on when ya face millennium pace appeal wit masses
Stole off kids, talk to fast, Colombian gold and brasses
While you and ya mob at the club sippin' champagnes
We underground at the campaign, and body ya red when it rain
Nightmares stay in ya click like Dana Jame, this the man’s dream
Cuban Link rugby, you couldn’t catch wouldn’t fuck wit me
Now I got the pull to plug me, so many playin' fly guy
All ya’ll playin' the fly guy, King of New York runnin' this
Lyrical bulldozer, whilin' like I’m supposed to
Supreme composer, wildcats sware to God, we went to Villanova, Colombian necktie
What up Fly Ty? You shall redeem, press ya butt twice, watch them scream
Get Superb like the Cream Team, eloheim, ear from ear
Dream Team, of the sound like Stetsasonic
Straight live, we found wit Kelly, it’s b-bonics
Trench runners, T.M.F. and C-gunnaz
Universal master, to ya heard, B?
I’m next comin' to Flex, so now, ya better call me
My theory is razzle, ya’ll can never harm me
I brozzle like Bob Marley, battery in ya back raps, Body Brighton,
boulevard black
I’m comin' for real, the industry is soon kneel
I’m gettin' it done, ya’ll, wit no rap deal
Ya’ll cats ain’t crazy frontin'
Actin' ya’ll ready to wet somethin, yeah
Liver than twin gem stars, behind bars
A clip of luxury cars, eyes redder than Mars
Starvin', a whole lot of New York walkin'
And stalkin', cats wit no actions, just a whole lotta talkin'
If it ain’t blunts, it’s cocktails, Valentine ails
You shoot 'em a rap tales, it’s stale
Been doin' mine since river stakes and Sisqo wines
Blowin' holes responsible, for child support
Lyrics overload, what’s all the New York’s roads
Battin' a thousand like the Montreal Expos
I told you I wasn’t playin' (stupid!), I told you about my world
Uh-huh, listen
I’mma tell ya’ll one time, and one time only
This is my world, my life, my time
You heard? It’s millennium shit
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Aiyo D, wiesz co
Oni nie przyjeżdżają do Shaolin, udając, że tego chcą.
Nie chcą tego.
Jestem bandytą, w którym się sprawdzasz?
Do ya sweet life, I ' m ma bring the stres back
Dla nich klejnoty i ich rzeczy, plus zainwestować, że
Solomon Childs ' ll move on ya Vest cats
Here comes the ride, reincarnated alumni
Ya whole time livin ' a lie, Grab once again
/ Align = "left" / Linear
Face off ejection, lockin 'it down, bitch runnin' ya town
Lyrics on when ya face millennium pace appeal wit masses
/ Align = "left" /
Podczas gdy ty i Ya MAFIA w klubie popijacie szampana
We underground at the campaign, and body ya red when it rain
Nightmares stay in ya click jak Dana Jame, this the man ' s dream
Cuban Link rugby, you couldn 't catch wouldn' t fuck wit me
Teraz mam siłę, żeby mnie załatwić, tak wielu grających much guy
All ya 'll playin' The fly guy, King of New York runnin ' this
Lyrical bulldozer, whilin 'like I' m supposed to
Supreme composer, wildcats sware to God, we went to Villanova, Colombian necktie
Co tam, Fly Ty? You shall redeem, press ya butt twice, watch them scream
Get Superb like the Cream Team, eloheim, ear from ear
Dream Team, of the sound like Stetsasonic
Straight live, we found wit Kelly, it ' s b-bonics
Trench runners, T. M. F. and C-gunnaz
Uniwersalny Mistrzu, słyszałeś, B?
Jestem następny comin ' do Flex, so now, ya better call me
Moja teoria to razzle, nigdy mnie nie skrzywdzisz.
I brozzle like Bob Marley, battery in Ya back raps, Body Brighton,
boulevard black
/ Align = "left" /
I' m gettin 'it done, ya' ll, wit no rap deal
Ya 'll cats ain ' t crazy frontin'
Actin ' ya ' ll ready to wet somethin, yeah
Wątroba niż bliźniacze gwiazdy, za kratkami
Klip luksusowych samochodów, oczy czerwone niż Mars
Starvin', a whole lot of New York walkin'
And stalkin', cats wit no actions, just a whole lotta talkin'
Jeśli to nie blunts, to koktajle, Valentine ails
You shoot 'em a rap tales, it' s stale
"Been doin' mine since river stakes and Sisqo wins"
Blowin ' holes responsible, for children aliments
/ Align = "left" / Linear
Battin ' a thousand like the Montreal Expos
Mówiłem ci, że nie żartuję.), I told you about my world
Uh-huh, słuchaj
I 'MMA tell ya' ll one time, and one time only
To jest mój świat, moje życie, mój czas
Słyszałeś? Millennium shit