Royce Da 5'9" — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Gone (The Return of Malcolm)
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Paroles
This shit right here is called The Return Of Malcolm
Don’t take it too personal. Listen close
I feel like I’m at the height of my jump while y’all pivotin'
While y’all visitin' I’m livin' here, ball in a year
The hundreds and fifties in cheeseburgers
The twenties is balled up You lookin' for singles they all in the air
The hundreds of bitches that we murdered
We ain’t literally speakin'
We just team up and we squirt all up in they hair
Give us some coke and a promise
Give us some nut in the throat
She suck till she spittin' up coconut vomit
Get it?
Pardon me miss
I’m just fed up with the way the system is set up The shit that they had me livin' in prison was better
Rhymin' perfection
Is it a set up?
To give me a year in the county around the time of election?
Or should I just shut up?
Zip it or kick it?
Try to get you to picture the vision
Lyrically, this is my petition to picket
Free me or, eventually see me The heat in my belt hangs an inch from my pee pee like a key to my cell
To censor me is to censor my CD which inspires me To spit what will eventually be the key to myself
Times is changin'
Everybody’s Gods the same
But they minds ain’t
So I talk about they kind is dangerous
Blacks against Affirmative Action sounds as insane
As the war in Iraq while Saddam is hangin'
A dead man’s a dead man
Ain’t two of a kind
You can’t break me
I’m head standin' doin' my time
It’s nothin'
My crew bakin' my bread while I’m jail
Had niggas buffin' my boots and makin' my bed
Time will tell who down to bail
If you gettin' down and how wild your arms will flail
When I bomb I unwind like I’m a spawn from hell
The only shots you takin' are those that evolve from shells
(The following name has been edited to keep the peace)
Something is on your mind then nigga say it You scared?
If I was tryin' to X you out then you know you’d be dead
You need beef with me like you need a hole in your head
You little Stone Throwers
You signed-to-a-label-ass-niggas ain’t sayin' shit till you own yours
Whenever them triggers is buckin'
I got to write a label to Trojan requestin' them niggas to up it
Cause my dick get bigger
My balls get larger
To a size that my drawers can’t swallow
For y’all it suicide
The verbal amphetamine
The is cold place, inserted with Ketamine
Spoken, they pulsate
Earthquake
Houston we got a problem
I’m settin' your turf straight
Your troops I private piles 'em up The holocaust (cost) you pay is Hitler’s
Way
You dis me, and get merked for Christmas
But the curse if gift less
I’m the first to spit shit
From a podium
Go to your local church to get this
Y’all sell chickens I only serve the biscuit
Leave your blood on the street
You get curbed with blisters
Chicken noodle soup your brains, let it rain
And I clear it out
All the vets say I’m official
And you can ask Diddy
But now that I’m doing time like Shyne
Nigga I’ll probably (Press Play) on a pistol
Political prisoner
Got ammo around my torso like Rambo
Banana around my waist like I’ma gorilla
It’s time to apply my pace now on the fo' rilla
Bandanna around my face like dead prez
Statik Selektah
Take a breather
You are now ridin' with a flow the fliest
Selassie inside
Who Jesus chose
Who Hov inspires
Extreme formula in this chess game
Accept change
You the king
We the queen corner a Best thing spittin' since a geyser
The methane rhythm, it’s supplier
Written with the fire
Doused by the best team
With him when he ridin'
Out
Cause the check flame when it get divided
Bout
Niggas livin' through decisions
Learnin' ain’t givin' you the business
Quittin' is a privilege
Suited at a funeral, killin' any witness
Over dead prez’s
I’m here to view the digits
Clearin' out the air space
Pointin' out who ain’t dead
Gods gift to this world
I’m going out with reindeer
Comin' back and bang ya Leap Year is a thang of the past
When I return and spring from my ashes
Like a deranged angel
Who came cause you asked
But I ain’t here to save you, I came for your ass
It’s sorta like the reaper
Blowin' at your concert
We write through the speakers
Knowin' that it’s God’s work
Rap is a prison that’ll trap you in freedom
The contradiction of your past
The after you see Him
I don’t have to proceed with no master’s degree
To change the art
I came and waxed the museum
I saw, I conquered
I paused my disc to do a bid
So y’all can spit bout how you do it big
Nigga is you grown or you a kid?
You trash
And don’t make me blast
And turn your dome into a lid
Open your mind
Put led in your brain
You dope for your time
I’m ahead of your game
The door’s open
And I’m in it
I’m so focused
You still focusin'
And when I’m finished you gonna be hopin' it still opens
Maybe I lucked up?
Either I’m straight crazy or slavery got a nigga fucked up Eminem and Kramer
The minimum will blame 'em
The average nigga got the word spinnin' in they chambers
The average nigga raised by the average nigga, aye
It’s the average nigga way
To say «nigga"with an «a»
Riddle 'em and hit 'em with the K Let it speak when he fiddle with the trigger
Let 'em kill 'em with the say
Sodom or Gomorrah
Which one are you the more of?
Chevy’s sittin' on 30's and 20's on the Saurus
Fiendin' for that spot
The money bout to burn a hole in my pocket
So I got to extinguish that with a «Blao»
Put it out with a Phantom
Bring it out on the block
With no driver
Hoes, y’all wanna drive or not!
I gotta peel the peddle
A lot of troops done died
Why deal with the devil, knowin' I got a truce with God?
Gotta peel the peddle
A lot of troops done died
Why deal with the devil, knowin' I got a truce with God?
I gotta peel the peddle
A lot of troops done died
Why deal with the devil, knowin' that I got a truce with God?
Traduction des paroles
Vous avez besoin de boeuf avec moi, comme vous avez besoin d'un trou dans votre tête
Petits lanceurs de pierres
Tu as signé pour un label, Les négros ne disent rien tant que tu n'as pas le tien
Chaque fois qu'ils déclenchent est buckin'
Je dois écrire une étiquette à cheval de Troie demandant aux négros de le faire
Parce que ma bite devient plus grande
Mes couilles grossissent
À une taille que mes tiroirs ne peuvent pas avaler
Pour vous c'est du suicide
L'amphétamine verbale
L'endroit est froid, inséré avec de la kétamine
Parlé, ils se gonflent et se dégonflent
Tremblement
Houston on a un problème
Je suis settin' votre gazon droite
Vos troupes je les accumule en privé L'Holocauste (coût) que vous payez est celui D'Hitler
Façon
Tu me dis, Et tu te fais Merker pour Noël
Mais la malédiction si cadeau moins
Je suis le premier à cracher de la merde
À partir d'un podium
Allez à votre église locale pour obtenir ceci
Vous vendez des poulets Je ne sers que le biscuit
Laisse ton sang dans la rue
Vous obtenez freiné avec des ampoules
Soupe de nouilles au poulet votre cerveau, laissez-le pleuvoir
Et je le vider
Tous les vétérinaires disent que je suis officiel
Et vous pouvez demander Diddy
Mais maintenant que je fais du temps comme Shyne
Nigga je vais probablement (jeu de presse) sur un pistolet
Prisonnier politique
J'ai des munitions autour du torse comme Rambo
Banane autour de ma taille comme je suis gorille
Il est temps d'appliquer mon rythme maintenant sur la fo ' rilla
Bandana autour de mon visage comme mort prez
Statik Selektah
Prendre une pause
Vous êtes maintenant ridin ' avec un flux le plus flippant
Sélassie à l'intérieur
Qui Jésus a choisi
Qui Hov inspire
Formule extrême dans ce jeu d'Échecs
Accepter le changement
Vous le roi
Nous le coin de la Reine une meilleure chose spittin ' depuis un geyser
Le rythme du méthane, c'est le fournisseur
Écrit avec le feu
Arrosé par la meilleure équipe
Avec lui quand il roule
Hors
Cause la flamme de contrôle quand elle se divise
Combat
Niggas livin' par le biais de décisions
Apprendre ne te donne pas le business
Quitter est un privilège
Adapté à un enterrement, tuer n'importe quel témoin
Au-dessus de Prez mort
Je suis ici pour voir les chiffres
Clearin " hors de l'espace aérien
Pointin' qui n'est pas mort
Cadeau de dieux à ce monde
Je sors avec des rennes