Tash — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Read My Lips
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Read My Lips » de Tash.
Paroles
Back once again to wet up the whole area
Check my style out
Verse One: Tash
Read my lips, my dick be makin bitches leave tips
Castin shadows over battles like a lunar eclipse
Cause the man that makes you jump like you the grand prize winner of a Lexus
I’m back again to test your reflexes
If you don’t think I can flow then you can ask E-Swift
If you don’t believe Swift then you can call Steve Griff
If you don’t believe Griff then step up to fuck with I Call you up and send you as a gift to hieroglyph
Cause the Liks got lyric tricks datin back to eighty-six
While my thousand dollar system still busts the pause mix
So my style be comin at you more deadlin than a cobra
With these niggaz on my mind like is he drunk or is he sober
Mind your biz while I rhymes like Biz to the tent
I slam like a fifth that stays hidden
Not to be fucked with, under any circumstances
And I don’t have to sing to send these bitches into trances
Chorus: E-Swift (repeat 4X)
I give the party people what they like
Somethin hype, to keep em rockin all night
Verse Two: J-Ro
Next it’s, the man freakin funky flow flexes
Bustin in my All Day I Dream About Sexes
Walk into your living room there I am Stroll to your kitchen there I am Run to your backyard hmm there I am Everywhere you look there goes the Ro-gram
That’s why you hate me, you can’t escape me You can’t even erase me off your tape
We the A-L-K, H-O-L-I-K-S
Comin like new pimps humps and stress to your chest
J, to the R-O, just rockin on I keep the party poppin til a new day is born
The Alkaholik name won’t change not a bit
I told you on the last skit dick you can’t tell me shit
We kick it wicked, so you can get addicted
To the hip-hop that we drop, get with the liquid
Verse Three: J-Ro, Tash
Punk MC’s get bent, I’ll leave a dent in what you sent
I got your city covered like a motherfuckin tent
Some say I rap funny, give my money to the needy
The way Ibust will get you dizzy like a VD
I hang with thugs I’m like drugs so why try me
I’m swift like Ozzie Smith, your flow ain’t goin by me He’s a sufferin succcootash, throw him in the trash
Show him you the man that’ll boom bash
I hold MC’s up like money it ain’t funny
When I leave em in the corner broke up like crash dummies
Get a doctor, sock the, volts to the chest
For the cardiac arrest, fuckin with the freshest
Cause even on your best, I leave you like Ness
Cause I’m colder than a forty straight out the ice chest
So it’s easy to distinguish who drunk the Olde English
Cause it stays in my system till I drain it out my…
(arguement with girl)
How many alcoholics we got here in the house? *cheer*
How many pot-heads we got? *cheer*
Same fuckin assholes
Traduction des paroles
Certains disent que je rap drôle, donner mon argent aux nécessiteux
La façon dont Ibust vous donnera le vertige comme un VD
Je traîne avec des voyous je suis comme de la drogue alors pourquoi m'essayer
Je suis rapide comme Ozzie Smith, votre flux ne va pas par moi, il est un sufferin succcootash, le jeter à la poubelle
Montrez-lui que vous l'homme qui rampe bash
Je tiens MC comme de l'argent ce n'est pas drôle
Quand je les laisse dans le coin ils se sont séparés comme des Nuls
Obtenez un médecin, chaussette la, volts à la poitrine
Pour l'arrêt cardiaque, fuckin avec le plus frais
Parce que même de ton mieux, je te laisse comme Ness
Parce que je suis plus froid que quarante tout droit sur la poitrine de glace
Il est donc facile de distinguer qui a bu le Vieil anglais
Parce qu'il reste dans mon système jusqu'à ce que je l'égoutte…
(arguement avec fille)
Combien d'alcooliques on a dans la maison? *acclamation*
Combien de pot-chefs-nous obtenu? *acclamation*
Même putain de connards