Everlast — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Get Down
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Get Down » de Everlast.
Paroles
I see everybody rockin' the same old style
And everyone’s sportin' the same profile
And all of y’all wearin' the same name brands
I hear everybody jackin' these played out jams
I won’t reach for no gun, punk, I use my hands
I rock mikes and roll bikes, I cross foreign lands
I made my bones out in zones where twilight be
And every time I touch the mike it’s Fright Night Part Three
For every emcee that wannaa test and try
In your custom made wears thinkin' you too fly
Make it up in gold chains what you’re lackin' for brains
It’s time to call your ma, dude, scoop up your remains
And finally lay to rest all the shit you stressed
Of boastin' and braggin' about the toes you taggin'
I’m knock, knock, knockin' on heavens door
While every rapper that’s simmed is pimped like a whore
You see the talk is eighteen, three quarters past four
When your doctor slaps my ass, hear the lion roar
The record sales soared and the world got toured
You say what happened to my band, I say I just got bored
Now they call me Whitey Ford, and I say praise the Lord
Find me breakin' up your crews, catch me singin' the blues
Strummin' and pickin' like I’m BB King
It’s Abdul Rakim, now watch me do my thing
Down, down, you go
Down, down, so low
Down, down, till you hit the floor
Keep fallin' down, till you can’t get down no more
You go point blank range with the scope he’s knockin'
The psycho might change but there ain’t no stoppin'
The moon’s on the rise when the sun start droppin'
And y’all need to quit the bullshit that you be poppin'
Cause I’ve been hip hoppin' since BDP
(???), it’s Abdul Rakim
And when referring to me you must respect the name
Make a quick double take and double check your game
'Cause you about to get dissed, I’m checkin' my list
When I check it over twice it’s like rollin' a dice
I hit four, five, six, I’m all up in your mix
I rock good from Hollywood to the city of bricks
And all these fake cats scream they’re keepin' it real
While you’re makin' your deal we’ll be breakin' the seal
You be breakin' your vows like people worshippin' cows
And then I hit ya with the who’s, what’s, where’s and how’s
Like Vinny Barbarino, Matt Pachino
I’m with my man Rino with the Brooklyn Lordz
Crashin' the boards with my soul in a hole
I take it back to the future from the days of old
I’m too cold to hold, too hot not to burn ya
Don’t stick your nose in business that don’t concern ya
Might have to trip and flip like Ike Turner
You too old for schoolin', boy, when I’m gonna learn ya
Traduction des paroles
Et tous ces faux chats crient qu'ils le gardent vraiment
Pendant que vous faites votre marché, nous allons briser le sceau
Tu brises tes vœux comme si les gens adoraient les vaches
Et puis je t'ai frappé avec le qui est, Quoi, Où est et comment est
Comme Vinny Barbarino, Matt Pachino
Je suis avec mon homme Rino avec le Brooklyn Lordz
Crashin' les planches avec mon âme dans un trou
Je le ramène dans le futur des temps anciens
J'ai trop froid pour tenir, trop chaud pour ne pas te brûler
Ne mets pas ton nez dans les affaires qui ne te concernent pas
Il faudra peut être trébucher et flip comme Ike Turner
T'es trop vieux pour l'école, quand je t'apprendrai