Jus Allah — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Chess King
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Chess King » de Jus Allah.
Paroles
I have sublime comprehension
Divine Intervention
My enzymes studied by the minds at Princeton
To figure my design would divide the Christians
Complete Truth
Brothers been deprived of listening
A secret Odyssey
Ungodly, Cursing Prophecy
Reading Verses That will Preach a Demonolgy
I speak scholarly
Lord vain
Require more brain
Than your physically ordained to contain
I’m on the next plane
Where everything exists one and the same
Where pleasure is pain
And never rains
I seen what you fear
I’ve passed beyond that
The things that give you tears
I have laughed and yawned at Your fucking heart tastes so weak and rank
I have to eat dog food just to keep my strength
And my doors wide open for anybody that wants some
But I don’t even live inside a house, I haunt one!
I’m a prize
FBI want me alive
They found the cold morgue and flies
I told em to drive
fall through knives till every single part of you dies
Couldn’t figure my designs If you started at 5
Defend for youself, you’d be broken in tears
You fool you could probably pull rope through your ears
You sweat cold
Graphed in original web-toed
My mind in the physical mode would explode
If what i knew spread round the globe
They’d start measuring my head for a crown of gold
Your weak soul is trying to climb a greased pole
In a deepest hole
Defeating man at his peakest role
And seek to read my power for its evil use
But I can see the truth
I can teach Greek to beetlejuice
I’m high as fucking hypodermic needle use
I’ll even fucking piss in your mouth, give you legal proof
I’m the chess king
The difference between boxing and wrestling
Knowing you guessing
Only y’all stand opressing
Being of supreme measuring
Unquestioning
You’re not anything, I am everything
You second string
To go against a much advanced mind
Your dumb, you wash your hands before you eat swine
Simple cavemen too dense to even talk to us There ain’t an idea in his head I haven’t thought of You thin skulled, a numbskull
My skins gold
More valuable than yours ten fold
Repute! from now is the day of reckoning
The truth shall sound so loud its defeaning
Never will you come n overpower my words
My unploughed dirt will grow the last flowers of earth
In the last hours of mirth, I’ll be left to laugh at it Watching how the walls of space collapses on these savages
Evil parishes, disappearing in its own parrells
Proving ignorance is erroneous
I was chosen to write the future as the lord said
Wouldn’t be surprised at waking with an eye in my forehead
Traduction des paroles
Simples hommes des cavernes trop denses pour même nous parler il n'y a pas une idée dans sa tête je N'ai pas pensé à vous Maigre crâné, un imbécile
Mes peaux d'or
Plus précieux que le vôtre dix fois
Renommée! à partir de maintenant est le jour du jugement
La vérité sonnera si fort sa défaite
Jamais vous ne viendrez n maîtriser mes mots
Ma terre non labourée fera pousser les dernières fleurs de la terre
Dans les dernières heures de gaieté, je serai laissé en rire en regardant comment les murs de l'espace s'effondrent sur ces sauvages
Paroisses maléfiques, disparaissant dans ses propres parrells
Prouver l'ignorance est erroné
J'ai été choisi pour écrire l'avenir comme l'a dit le Seigneur
Je ne serais pas surpris de me réveiller avec un oeil dans le front