Celph Titled — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Bust Em In
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Bust Em In » de Celph Titled.
Paroles
Hard to the motherfucking core we are.
The federated army of the Pharaoh murderer squad.
Run run, we gonna tear the head piece up.
Uh huh, you don’t want beef because.
Vinnie I had enough of them, yo bust em in.
Vinnie I had enough of them, yo bust em in.
Lost bust em in.
Bust bust em in. (3x)
AOTP, fresh Nikes and ice links
You won’t feel till after the punch like a spiked drink
Sipping Goose till my eyes pink, ninety-five live rings
Real niggas survive things and die kings
I can hear that homie sayin' «Yo you owe it to me»
So it’s no holds barred like the old Hulk Hogan movie
You got a heart homeboy? Then show it to me
The flow’s majestic, I spit a roll of golden fruities
I’m old school like roll a dooby
Daddyo my hoes is groovy, pay my rent with dough from groupies
A pimp and a killer, gorilla in your project
Nine milli really only defence of my logic
The shotgun just sits in the closet
Waiting for you fuckers to come dip in my shit
Nonsense, the weak could never stop the thorough
Bitch niggas suspect, I call them boys gossip girls
Hard to the motherfucking core we are
The federated army of the Pharaoh murderer squad
Run run, we gonna tear the head piece up Uh huh, you don’t want beef because
Vinnie I had enough of them, yo bust em in.
Vinnie I had enough of them, yo bust em in.
Lost bust em in.
Bust bust em in. (3x)
I treat tools like bitches cause I always got a few biscuits
And bus em in like kids from different school districts
Y’all dipshits will get your spinal discs flipped
Rhymes will make the vinyl disc skip, find your wrists slit
Nickel-plated nine shine like diamonds on Slick Rick
I’m wicked as a Wiccan bitch when the candle wick’s lit
Want to sample this shit? You need to read Sanskrit
And travel to the top of Mount Sinai to transmit
Running through the Red Seas like an escaped slave
Then holding up the walls of water with my sound waves
Like what I was doing during Public Execution, half-human half-mutant
Ap the seed of Rasputin
Gats shooting, shots ricocheting off of my steel body
And three quarter length fat goose to conceal shotties
The god walks the surface of the Sun it won’t melt feet
Cause when’s the last time you heard Ap rip a Celph beat?
Hard to the motherfucking core we are
The federated army of the Pharaoh murderer squad
Run run, we gonna tear the head piece up Uh huh, you don’t want beef because
Vinnie I had enough of them, yo bust em in Vinnie I had enough of them, yo bust em in Lost bust em in Bust bust em in (3x)
I’m a five-star general, the motherfucking main man
Flip a bird, hold a swammy with the same hand
And do a rain dance when blood splatters and sprays
Cement mix in your IV turn your anatomy grey
Nobody ratted at A-O-T-P not trenched with OPP
I’m obsessed with OCD, a temperamental mental patient
With cyberkenetic onboard computer integration
One of rap’s most innovative voices or flows
In front of missile-command buttons
I look around, all my choices just blow
So now you should know I’m the don of braggadocio
Flamethrower, I’m Cobra Kai and I’m keeping it dojo name goers
Come down and sign up, I’m training soldiers to rhyme rough and get they
punchlines up Cause you ain’t fucking with the gold beard Rubix Cuban nowhere
No rap is nowhere near what I just wrote here oh yeah
Traduction des paroles
Dur pour le noyau putain que nous sommes.
L'armée fédérée de L'escouade meurtrière Pharaon.
Cours Cours, on va déchirer la tête.
Tu ne veux pas de boeuf parce que.
Vinnie j'en avais assez d'eux, yo buste em dans.
Vinnie j'en avais assez d'eux, yo buste em dans.
Perdu buste em dedans.
Buste buste em dans. (3x)
AOTP, Nikes frais et liens de glace
Vous ne vous sentirez qu'après le punch comme une boisson dopée
Sirotant L'oie jusqu'à mes yeux roses, quatre-vingt-quinze anneaux vivants
Les vrais négros survivent aux choses et meurent rois
Je peux entendre ce pote dire " Yo Tu me le dois»
Donc ce n'est pas interdit comme le vieux film de Hulk Hogan
Vous avez un cœur homeboy? Puis me la montrer
Le flow est majestueux, je crache un rouleau de fruits dorés
Je suis vieille école comme rouler un dooby
Daddyo mes houes est groovy, payer mon loyer avec de la pâte de groupies
Un proxénète et un tueur, gorille dans votre projet
Neuf milli vraiment seule défense de ma logique
Le fusil de chasse est juste assis dans le placard
J'attends que vous placiez dans ma merde
Non-sens, le faible ne pourrait jamais arrêter le approfondi
Chienne niggas suspect, je les appelle garçons gossip girls
Dur pour le noyau putain nous sommes
L'armée fédérée de L'escouade meurtrière Pharaon
Run run, on va déchirer le morceau de tête Uh huh, vous ne voulez pas de boeuf parce que
Vinnie j'en avais assez d'eux, yo buste em dans.
Vinnie j'en avais assez d'eux, yo buste em dans.
Perdu buste em dedans.
Buste buste em dans. (3x)
Je traite les outils comme des chiennes parce que j'ai toujours quelques biscuits
Et les transporter comme des enfants de différents districts scolaires
Tous les dipshits vont faire tourner vos disques intervertébraux
Les rimes feront sauter le disque de vinyle, trouver vos poignets fente
Nickelé neuf brillent comme des diamants sur Slick Rick
Je suis méchante comme une salope Wiccan quand la mèche de bougie est allumée
Voulez goûter à cette merde? Vous devez lire le Sanskrit
Et voyage au sommet du Mont Sinaï pour transmettre
Courir à travers les mers rouges comme un esclave échappé
Puis en tenant les murs d'eau avec mes ondes sonores