The Roots — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Double Trouble
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Double Trouble » de The Roots.
Paroles
We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2−1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it’s about to go down
Runnin one on one and only hip-hop bound
Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound
(It sound tight) well aight, show em what it’s about
We got to blow up the spot, because they must have forget
We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)
Well it’s like smack the track up and leave dents in it The vocalist, bustin this blunt, instrument spit
The magnificent, rapper’s run from it All fly girls, nipples and toes, numb from it MC’s in my circumference, is confronted son
Get your growth stunted from this, you don’t want it
(What nigga?) The Black Thought and M-O-S that done it Who the ultimate? Yo my man speak up on it
Aiyyo I stop fools and drop jewels but never run it Rock mics so nice I make you stock price plummet
All you high noon riders better rally at the summit
It’s me and Tariq and your fleet outnumbered
Cross the membrane barkin big game and get hunted
Eyewitness account, say it happened so sudden
Just slid off to the side, didn’t really say nuttin
Then BLAOW, blew away the 1900th
You better get your rest cause the next day comin
Oh yes, and MC’s they scared to say sum’tin
Stop frontin, I’m in the cut just onlookin
Your get your kings, your rooks, rings and pawns tooken
Aiyyo, keep your tape on us so you catch the revolve
Of the Black Thought and the black man from Black Star
Illadelph and Vietnam we conference, accomplish
Even with stakes inclined, I get mine, regardless
Yo, a lot of Smurfette MC’s carry purses
And rock, uniforms, that’s made for nurses
I burst your verses, your words is worthless
Only touchin surface, the FUCK’s the purpose?
I shot the sherriff, the deputy, and head of bank treasury
So mounties in the county got a BIG bounty stressin me But tell 'em to hold off, they too short to measure me Mos and Black Thought blast forth with the weaponry
Like blaow-ba-dow-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall or sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2−1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it’s about to go down
Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound
(It sound tight) well aight, show em what it’s about
We got to blow up the spot, because they must have forget
We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)
Yeah, now check your stove top before you take a listen
And make sure beans don’t burn in the kitchen
These cast iron figures just ain’t fuel efficient
I play the winter breeze then choke hold your prisoner
Now you niggaz can’t make pole position
Classy, chasis, can’t hold the transmission
Crew pit, useless, they got they tools missin
Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven
Yo, you go one for my hustle (hustle)
Two to rock rhyme (two to rock rhyme)
From the muscle kid I’m one of the illets of all time
I swing from chandeliers and wall climb
And specialize in warfares of all kind
A lot of MC’s said I’m a run it down rhyme
But half the time, they run it down one of mine
Thought suffocatin em with yet another stunnin line
You dumb and blind kid, it’s enlarged and underlined
What I memorized leave your whole staff pressurized
Traduction des paroles
Donc, les gendarmes du comté ont eu une grande prime stressin moi, Mais dites-leur de tenir, ils sont trop courts pour me mesurer Mos et Black Thought souffle en avant avec l'armement
Comme blaow-ba-dow-da-da-dou-da-dah-ux
Soit se tenir debout ou s'asseoir la baise vers le bas
Tout le chemin de la 2-1-5th à Bucktown
Préparez-vous, il est sur le point de descendre
Yo Tariq (whassup) comment ton micraphone sonne
(Il son serré) bien aight, montrer em de quoi il s'agit
Nous devons faire sauter l'endroit, parce qu'ils ont dû oublier
Nous double (mal) bulle (bubble) bulle (bubblin chaud)
Ouais, maintenant vérifiez votre cuisinière avant de prendre une écoute
Et assurez vous que les haricots ne brûlent pas dans la cuisine
Ces chiffres en fonte ne sont tout simplement pas économes en carburant
Je joue la brise d'hiver puis étouffe tiens ton prisonnier
Maintenant vous niggaz ne pouvez pas faire la pole position
Chic, châssis, ne peut pas tenir la transmission
Crew pit, inutile, ils ont ils outils missin
Regardez-moi, grand prix, champy pour la richesse conduit
Yo, vous allez un pour mon agitation (agitation)
Deux à rock rime (deux à rock rime)
Du muscle kid je suis l'un des malades de tous les temps
Je balançoire de lustres et mur grimper
Et se spécialiser dans les guerres de toutes sortes
Beaucoup de MC dit que je suis un run it down rime
Mais la moitié du temps, ils l'exécutent sur l'un des miens
Pensée suffocatin em avec encore un autre stunnin ligne
Petit idiot et aveugle, il est agrandi et souligné
Ce que j'ai mémorisé laissez toute votre équipe pressurisée