Bizzy Bone — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson What Have I Learned
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « What Have I Learned » de Bizzy Bone.
Paroles
And to your left, your right, your left, your right
It’s to your left, your right, your left, your right
To your left, your right, your left, march with me!
It’s to your left, your right, your left, your right
What have I learned?
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms
What have I learned?
It don’t matter when nobody take it, they is a concern
See the good in the ones that have burned
And you never got all that you’ve earned
Don’t interupt me, I speak to the lord
Heavenly choir, now we are in Church
In the temple, we cleaning the mental; the evil it lurks
Coming up off of on the corner, with dirtier thoughts
Here’s thirty seconds to start
They slither like worms, they jealous of purity
Jealous of people in love;
They caught on a women, destroy the connection, they see that you happy
And here come the scrubs, I’m tellin you bruh
They down with the serpent to get in their mind
Believe the people who witness the Christ
Look at my life, and now they blind
Nobody to find, they sellin' their souls without even knowing I catch em'
Without definitions, and give em reditions of scriptures and shit,
I keep walking knowin' is mine
I walk and I shine in the sublime, gotta ward of all the demons
Outta my thought, they caught, they gone I tell em sit back and wake em',
Literally thuggin, just come in and clog up their mind
What have I learned? What have I learned?
What have I learned?
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms
What have I learned?
It don’t matter when nobody take it, they is a concern
See the good in the ones that have burned
And you never got all that you’ve earned
Don’t interupt me, I speak to the lord
Heavenly choir, now we are in Church
With a bounty on my head, and the county holdin' my mind
Angels grippin' my spine, dear lord, these are scandalous times
We livin' in revelations, nation against nation
Blood in the hood on the boat like Haitians
Me and little brother, we are runnin' for salvation
Everyday, comin' and facing temptation
Casin' joints, with the base and the point, the place with a dutch
Little joy, little souljah boy, you better keep your boys with no noise,
no voice, and? no choice
Runnin, we stop, you better watch the cops, you better get off the block
You mean to tell me that motherfuckers is still sellin' rocks?
And they mob with the glock, and they nod… Allah
Who do you think you are? Dead in the heart
Dead man walking, man don’t even start
A tear for the above, but we thuggin' in the park
Another? on the porch with a sawed of shotgun, let it spark, on the multitude,
is that all you got?
Trying to shock the dude, and give him… in his heart
And laugh at him fast like… and the ark
Rubbin' the eye, you better hold that stash
Weeded out, and baby, even now
A poor child in the hood, no hood, no doubt, no wood, no mort, no dream,
no style
Ambulances, coroners, and some that never know no doors
Brain cartiledge up on that floor, it’s one friend, please, let me tell you one
more
What have I learned?
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms
What have I learned?
It don’t matter when nobody take it, they is a concern
See the good in the ones that have burned
And you never got all that you’ve earned
Don’t interrupt me, I speak to the lord
Heavenly choir, now we are in Church
Grind in the days in a maze
Amazed with the phase in the plague of a homeboy blazed
Now the homeboy slayed in the streets, so crazed
Know that he prayed, that shit is played
It’s ok, it’s alright
Spirit will be better when you see that light
When you see that flight
And Allah provide, perfections, let’s go take a ride
Loadin' up clips, hollow tips, ready for murder, swallow this
Follow this, model this; with death, you don’t have to swallow shit
When it’s bottled up and it tastes like piss
Ridin' on up…
… with the hurt and pain, but the hurt remains
What have I learned?
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms
What have I learned?
It don’t matter when nobody take it, they is a concern
See the good in the ones that have burned
And you never got all that you’ve earned
Don’t interrupt me, I speak to the lord
Heavenly choir, now we are in Church
Traduction des paroles
Moi et petit frère, nous courons pour le salut
Tous les jours, comin ' et face à la tentation
Casin' articulations, avec la base et le point, l'endroit avec un néerlandais
Petite joie, petit souljah boy, tu ferais mieux de garder tes garçons sans bruit,
pas de voix, et? pas le choix
Runnin, on s'arrête, tu ferais mieux de surveiller les flics, tu ferais mieux de sortir du bloc
Tu veux dire que ces enculés vendent encore des cailloux?
Et ils se moquaient du glock, et ils hochèrent la tête... Allah
Qui pensez-vous que vous êtes? Mort dans le cœur
L'homme mort marche, l'homme ne commence même pas
Une larme pour ce qui précède, mais nous thuggin ' dans le parc
De l'autre? sur le porche avec un fusil de chasse scié, laissez-le étincelle, sur la multitude,
c'est que tout que vous avez obtenu?
Essayer de choquer le mec, et lui donner... dans son cœur
Et rire de lui rapidement comme ... et l'arche
Frotter les yeux, vous feriez mieux de tenir cette planque
Désherbé, et bébé, même maintenant
Un enfant pauvre, dans le capot, pas de capote, pas de doute, pas de bois, pas de mort, pas de rêve,
pas de style
Ambulances, coroners, et certains qui ne connaissent jamais pas de portes
Brain cartiledge sur ce sol, c'est un ami, s'il vous plait, laissez-moi vous en dire un
plus
Qu'ai-je appris?
Entouré de serpents et de vers
Qu'ai-je appris?
Peu importe quand personne ne le prend, ils sont une préoccupation
Voir le bien dans ceux qui ont brûlé
Et tu n'as jamais eu tout ce que tu as gagné
Ne m'interrompez pas, je parle au Seigneur
Chœur céleste, maintenant nous sommes à L'Église
Moudre dans les jours dans un labyrinthe
Étonné par la phase de la peste d'un homeboy flambé
Maintenant, le homeboy tué dans les rues, si fou
Sachez qu'il a prié, cette merde est jouée
C'est ok, c'est correct
L'Esprit sera meilleur quand vous verrez cette lumière
Quand vous verrez ce vol
Et Allah fournir, perfections, allons faire un tour
Loadin ' up clips, creux conseils, prêt pour assassiner, avaler ce
C'est ce modèle, avec la mort, vous n'avez pas à avaler de la merde
Quand il est mis en bouteille et qu'il a le goût de la pisse
Ridin' sur place…