Raz Simone — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson These Kids Throw Rocks
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « These Kids Throw Rocks » de Raz Simone.
Paroles
It doesn’t help that I have to perform miracles
Before I get the recognition that my peers get shown
I remember they told me, «Spit it in a clearer tone
You too raspy, youngin', you sound too old»
But I live in a place where people’s dreams go to die
So excuse me if I have wrinkles on my brow or under my eyes
My momma found truth in her stomach amongst some of the lies
Gettin' raped by a close friend could fuck up your life
But some good could come in disguise
There’s quite a thin line between love and despise
I touch in her thighs, she feels the numb in her spine
I’m fuckin' her mind, havin' a threesome, making love to a crime
This is the year of the plentiful
The successful career of a criminal
When the monk priest decides it’s time to hit the road
The Saturday when the Rabi decides to lift a load
Flipping through vogue, skipping a few stones through the sea
The lack of a healthy fear like, what could God do to me?
I move with ease through the things people usually hoot and scream about
Lose they dreams about, decide to choose an easier route
We need a drought just so we can know we need the clouds
We need a jury just so we can go and beat the trial
Feet in the Nile from all the salt these niggas speakin' out
They writin' checks they can’t cash, I had to freeze accounts
Greasy mouths, the type a friends to hit the weed and bounce
I studied horticulture just so I could weed them out
The bitch niggas that get beat up, go home and beat they spouse
We don’t all participate, but at least we allow
I like my car parked up the block
Take my tech deck out and keep me doors locked
Cause these kids throw rocks in These kids don’t got aim
I have to flow
10 times harder than these Seattle cats
Who make albums out of battle raps
They niggas snitch on em an then they tattle back
It’s sad, they use up more of the drugs that they have then they’ve ever trapped
I front em a pack and I never ask for the cheddar back
Cus they must need it Rehab is above they budget cap
I wish there was a law that only Real Niggas could fuckin rap
They mug at me I’m buckin back
Whoops there goes another strap
Fuckin Raz
You Fuckin right, I Fuckin spazz
I was taught never shoot a shot with a shaking hand
Glad I had an absent father, not an angry dad
Being a bastard child never made me mad
You have to be sitting down or laying down ta take a stand
I’m knocking on pearly gates
Standin on golden floors
The demons are scared to say my name;
Voldemort
Hold a sword
Go to war
Chop a neck wit no remorse
Then preened I give a fuck when I go ta court,
Deep wounds, —
Strangled souls with open sores
I did what any D boy does when they close the ports an shit
Resorted to more resourcefulness
Extortionist, turn a rich man to a contortionist
I like my car parked up the block
Take my tech deck out and keep me doors locked
Cause these kids throw rocks in These kids don’t got aim
Traduction des paroles
J'ai un paquet et je ne demande jamais le cheddar
Cus ils doivent en avoir besoin Rehab est au dessus de leur plafond budgétaire
J'aimerais qu'il y ait une loi que seuls les vrais négros puissent faire du rap
Ils attaquent à moi, je suis buckin dos
Oups il y a une autre sangle
Putain Raz
Tu as raison, J'ai un putain de spazz
On m'a appris à ne jamais tirer un coup avec une main tremblante
Content d'avoir eu un père absent, pas un père en colère
Être un enfant bâtard ne m'a jamais rendu fou
Vous devez être assis ou couché ta prendre position
Je frappe à pearly gates
Standin sur les planchers dorés
Les démons ont peur de dire mon nom;
Voldemort
Tenez une épée
Aller à la guerre
Coupez un cou sans remords
Puis je donne une baise quand je vais ta cour,
De profondes blessures, —
Âmes étranglées avec des plaies ouvertes
J'ai fait ce que n'importe quel D garçon fait quand ils ferment les ports une merde
Recours à plus de débrouillardise
Extorqueur, transformez un homme riche en Contorsionniste
J'aime ma voiture garé le bloc
Sortez mon tech deck et gardez moi les portes verrouillées
Parce que ces enfants jettent des pierres dans ces enfants n'ont pas de but