Louis Logic — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Up to No Good-11
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Up to No Good-11 » de Louis Logic.
Paroles
I was born with a sick morbid addiction for the disgraceful
More than a bit tormented with a love for the distasteful
Sick fables told in a rhyme, disabled most of the mind
I had, with my mom and dad threw me out the pad cause i got so into wine
Kind’a had a lust for the hazardous stuff they just didn’t like
Made 'em mad at us when we grab our nuts and had to cuss when they give us mics
Sip again, its like it did what spinach might do to a sailor
In the right mood I’ll invite you to bite Lou’s genitalia
Ever had your walnuts crushed, let a rapper call us nuts
Better have your balls tucked up tight if you like your draws uncut
You get your mic cord unplugged quicker than you get a ticket when you double
park at a shop that sells doughnuts just a couple cars from a cop
I love to start with a scotch, or another hard liquor shot
Even when a fella swig a lot you can never tell if I’m lit or not
My, does it hit the spot when I trick a cop with a itch to lock me up
Probably just cause J and I got a little too much hiphop in us
It’s a little bit devious, and a little ingenious
When your CD is teaching kids the meaning of what a heathen is
The devil wan’na get a piece of this but I won’t let 'em
Still Heavens had it for the grievances I bet I don’t get in
I’m a, little bit wrongdoer, but a bit like righteous
Still scribblin' my songs through the midst of a midlife crisis
They tellin' me that I’m the nicest but as much as folks would
They seldom mean how my life is I been up to no good
Malevolent resident, turned decadent president
Ever since Heaven sent me into a saloon full of bad medicine
J jettison beats through the board, bangin' time, reach through the chords
Like a modern day Edison who had invented his own Frankenstein
And made a rhyme way better than the rest of the rap rejects
Three steps ahead of the pack and destined to have respect
For incredible raps and tight shows, two devilish cats you might know
For craftin' more unforgettable tracks for the brats than Tyco
They thought he was a psycho cause he likes flows in a 3−4
And writes prose with his eyes closed while he drives home on a detour
Scourge of the police force on the run with a cold twelve-pack
Stupid and drunk and doin' a hundred and one with no belt strap
The ruinous one Louis has come tell that to our governor
I’ve taken the track to Hades and back and hell had to turn the oven up
Truth is they hated the rap music has greater impact
On views than the mistruths on the evening news so the devil’s takin' it back
It’s a little bit devious, and a little ingenious
When your CD is teaching kids the meaning of what a heathen is
The devil wanna get a piece of this but I won’t let 'em
Still Heavens had it for the grievances I bet I don’t get in
I’m a, little bit wrongdoer, but a bit like righteous
Still scribblin' my songs through the midst of a midlife crisis
They tellin' me that I’m the nicest but as much as folks would
They seldom mean how my life is I been up to no good
I’m gonna teach you to fly
We’ve only tasted the wine
We’re gonna drink the cup dry
I’m gonna teach you to fly
We’ve only tasted the wine
We’re gonna drink the cup dry
Traduction des paroles
Pour des raps incroyables et des spectacles serrés, deux chats diaboliques que vous connaissez peut-être
Pour craftin ' pistes plus inoubliables pour les brats que Tyco
Ils pensaient qu'il était un psychopathe cause il aime les flux 3-4
Et écrit de la prose les yeux fermés pendant qu'il rentre chez lui par un détour
Fléau de la police en fuite avec un pack de douze froid
Stupide et bourré et fait cent et un sans sangle de ceinture
Le ruineux Louis est venu le dire à notre gouverneur
J'ai pris la piste pour Hadès et retour et l'enfer a dû tourner le four
La vérité est qu'ils détestaient la musique rap a un plus grand impact
Sur les vues que les mistruths sur les nouvelles du soir alors le diable le reprend
C'est un peu sournois, et un peu ingénieux
Lorsque votre CD enseigne aux enfants la signification de ce qu'est un païen
Le diable veut en avoir un morceau mais je ne les laisserai pas faire
Mais les cieux l'avaient pour les griefs je parie que je ne rentre pas
Je suis un peu malfaisant, mais un peu juste
Encore griffonner mes chansons au milieu d'une crise de la quarantaine
Ils me disent que je suis le plus gentil, mais autant que les gens le feraient
Ils signifient rarement comment ma vie est je n'ai pas été bon
Je vais vous apprendre à voler
On n'a goûté que le vin
On va boire la tasse sèche
Je vais vous apprendre à voler
On n'a goûté que le vin
On va boire la tasse sèche