Kool Moe Dee — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Let's Go
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Let's Go » de Kool Moe Dee.
Paroles
So tell me, how do you feel about Jack the Ripper'?
Get him!
Want me to get him? Well I got him
My mouth is an Uzi and I shot him
With the hundreds of rhymes and rhythm designed
To make him rewind this time I draw the line
He’s mine, just chill
Don’t nobody touch him 'cos I’mma get ill
The boy’s phony as a three-dollar bill
And this time I shoot to kill
Just like a sucker you took the bait
Now you’re like a dead fish on my dish, too late
So party people kick your feet up, I’m about to heat up You’re hungry for a battle now it’s time to eat up Boy, I’m gonna chew you, 'cos I knew
You was talkin' that junk punk, now I’mma do you
The way you should be done, call you my son
Make you say, «Daddy, I don’t want none»
I’ve had enough of you actin' tough
You huff, puff, grab your stuff you cream puff bluff
Talk about a battle but you don’t wanna do it You got yourself into it, you blew it You egomaniac, I’m a brainiac
You came back with a stone cold plain attack
Your rhymes are weak-wack, how can you speak that?
You need to sneak back to the drawing board Jack
The Ripper, down with my zipper
You get paid to be a Moe Dee tipster
Tryna knock the way I rock, get off my jock
I’mma knock you out the box, let’s go, let’s go!
Put up or shut up, get up, yeah what up?
Huh, get on the microphone and get cut up Talk about how your records went double platinum
With those lyrics? Huh, I laugh at them
So you got paid, take the money you’ve made
Bet it on yourself, are you afraid?
Money talks, B.S. walks
When I stalk like a hawk a victory is chalked
So put your money where your mouth is, you don’t know about this
Battlin’s for real men and I doubt if You can even hang or give a run for the money
You’re just a sucker and it’s funny
How you never ever had a drop of juice in New York
And now you go on tour and try to talk that talk
You try to act like you’re a big man but you’re a big fag
Stridin' and hidin' while ridin' my big man
You ain’t got a chance in the world
Your records were smokin' but you sound like a girl
How you like me now? I’m gettin' busier
I’m double platinum, hold up Is he a man or a girl? What in the world?
You sound like Cheryl the Pearl
And you wanna battle me on the microphone?
Leave that crack alone, let’s go Let’s go!, I said, let’s go!
Come on, boy, let’s go!
Better than me?
Picture that with a Kodak
I don’t take no shorts and you know that
I roll hard, run the rap yard, put up your guard
I don’t get even, I get odd, Todd
Always one up on ya and I tried to warn ya You slept, you took a back step
Ruined your rep and wept, you should’ve kept
Your mouth shut, you know what?
You gotta say you’re sorry, I’m sorry
So what? You call me a punk, you wanna see who’s soft?
Put the microphone down, let’s square-off
You need a hand, you got hands for tryna be me, now L L stands for
Lower Level, Lack Luster, Last Least, Limp Lover
Lousy Lame, Latent Lethargic, Lazy Lemon, Little Logic
Lucky Leech, Liver Lipped, Laborious Louse on a Loser’s Lips
Live in Limbo, Lyrical Lapse, Low Life with the loud raps, boy
You can’t win, huh, I don’t bend
Look what you got yourself in Just usin' your name I took those L’s
Hung 'em on your head and rocked your bells
Now, here we go, blow for blow, let’s throw
Rhyme for rhyme, yours and mine and yo When it’s time to battle rhyme I know
How to make it flow, so let’s go To the ring, rapper’s sing and swing
Words and, see who deserves to be king
Serve a blow to that ego
As if you didn’t know, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!
How can you say you’re the best?
Get put to the test in front of a million and fess
Tried to withdraw because you saw
The juice I got’s not like before
Huh, I’m formidable, unforgettable
You’re submittable, you look pitiful
Yeah you’re headstrong but you’re dead wrong
Wanna survive? Stick with the love songs
Take off your shirt, flex and flirt
And leave the real hard rhymes to the hard rhyme experts
If you don’t, boy you’ll get hurt
Feel like dirt and have to revert
To comin' on stage butt naked
To make up for what you can’t do on record
Open your eyes twice the size and realize
I’m on the rise and you’re on the demise
Ostracized by my reprise
Step in my face and watch how that head flies
I mean business and I’m serious
I ain’t sellin' out and now here he is Frontin' and fakin' and talkin' about makin'
The money from money, now don’t you know they can
Use your support 'cos you’ve got caught
Signed, sealed, delivered, sold and bought
A puppet on a string with no heart
A fool and his money will always part
You used to be a rapper, turned into a businessman
Loafin' on the job and cheatin' the fans
I’m too potent, powerful and spiritual
Mental, emotional, physical and lyrical
You wanna beat me? It’s gonna take a miracle
You’ve got a lock on my jock like a pitbull
Traduction des paroles
Vous essayez d'agir comme si vous étiez un grand homme mais vous êtes un gros pédé
Stridin "et hidin' alors que ridin' de mon grand homme
Tu n'as aucune chance au monde
Tes disques fumaient mais tu parles comme une fille
Comment vous aimez moi maintenant? Je suis gettin' occupés
Je suis double platine, attendez Est-ce un homme ou une fille? Ce qui dans le monde?
On dirait Cheryl La Perle
Et tu veux me battre au micro?
Laissez cette fissure tranquille, allons-y allons-y!, J'ai dit, Allons-y!
Allons, garçon, allons-y!
Mieux que moi?
Imaginez ça avec un Kodak
Je ne prends pas de short et tu le sais
Je roule fort, dirige la Cour de rap, Monte ta garde
Je ne me venge pas, je deviens bizarre, Todd
Toujours un sur toi et j'ai essayé de te prévenir que tu as dormi, tu as fait un pas en arrière
Ruiné votre représentant et pleuré, vous auriez dû garder
Votre bouche fermée, vous savez quoi?
Tu dois dire que tu es désolé, je suis désolé
Eh bien, quoi? Tu me traites de punk, tu veux voir qui est doux?
Mettre le microphone vers le bas, nous allons carré-off
Vous avez besoin d'un coup de main, vous avez des mains pour tryna be me, MAINTENANT L L signifie
Niveau Inférieur, Manque De Lustre, Dernier Moins, Mou Amant
Moche Boiteux, Latent Léthargique, Citron Paresseux, Peu De Logique
Sangsue chanceuse, lèvres de foie, pou laborieux sur les lèvres D'un perdant
Vivre dans les limbes, Lapse lyrique, Basse vie avec les raps bruyants, garçon
Tu ne peux pas gagner, hein, je ne plie pas
Regarde ce que tu t'es fait en utilisant ton nom j'ai pris ces L.
Je les ai accrochés à ta tête et j'ai fait vibrer tes cloches
Maintenant, nous y voilà, coup pour coup, nous allons jeter
Rime pour rime, le vôtre et le mien Et yo quand il est temps de combattre la rime je sais
Comment le faire couler, alors allons sur le ring, le rappeur chante et swing
Mots et, voir qui mérite d'être roi
Servir un coup à cet ego
Comme si vous ne saviez pas, Allons - y, allons-y, allons-y!
Comment peux-tu dire que tu es le meilleur?
Mettez vous à l'épreuve devant un million et fess
Essayé de se retirer parce que vous avez vu
Le jus que j'ai n'est pas comme avant
Je suis formidable, inoubliable