Celph Titled — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson So Cold (feat. Oktober)
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « So Cold (feat. Oktober) » de Celph Titled.
Paroles
«I'm sitting here, all alone…
Wonderin' why, why you did me so cold»
We stay spittin' in your ear
Come out the bushes firin', make you surprise hit of the year
And just off GP, my niggas be blazin' easily
Shoot entire fam' when we shoot, show you some decency
Avidly raw, rhyme with a mechanical jaw; and we won’t fight you
Hit you with the M82A2 .50 Caliber sniper rifle
Go 'head and try to hide them secrets, what you gon' do?
When your casket drops, they’ll have plenty of dirt to dig up on you
After that sex change, I guess you not the man now
Cut off your arms, you the best MC, hands down
We manipulate, young impressionable minds with extremely exceptional rhymes
Celph Titled’s the one you idolize
Sellin' cassette tapes with Don Lapre
Marketing my methods on exactly how the god will speak
With deadly words that’ll rearrange your clique
I’m in the bathroom with a Tommy gun, droppin' gangsta shit
«How could you… have been so cold?» (2X)
It’s like the darkest night meets the coldest winter
Ink froze when I wrote the scripture, sippin' on the old elixir
I use ice water color, composin' pictures depictin'
Me as the kingpin of game pimpin'
Hoppin' out the back of black Continental Lincolns
Visitin' the next man’s women and call 'em chickens
Listen up, delinquents: I told y’all
Number two below the zero EP, frostbitten
I’m so cold, but I wasn’t born to be
I see spirits in my weed smoke, hauntin' me
Fools got nothin' on me, the ?? won’t cry
I’m so cold, the blood freeze when I make the song bleed
I give two fucks about y’all blue butts
Hoodied up like I be reppin' minority Ku Klux
If you gamble with your own life, roll dice and I might
Put your mind, body and soul on ice, cause I’m so cold
Lemme put these fuckin' words in your head, real simple and plain
My gun’ll make you levitate; in the streets, I’m David Blaine
Deranged and insane, put you in a burgundy tomb
I got you callin' 9−1-1 in the emergency room
Military action, send in the regime
At my shows, we sell ammo in vending machines
The Bruce Willis of rap; I got «Die Hard» fans
And right with knife-sharp hands, slicin' your fam'
Yo, I make muthafuckers freeze in they place like sculptures of ice do
I’m in my thirty-two degree fahrenheit mood
Oktober and Celph Titled; we hold the belt title
But for death, we still fight you ill rivals
Tongue still reps the sword, simply slice you
From words exchanged back into days, I’m spiteful
To let trespassers in the game is taboo
Cover your scar with a Black Panther tattoo (That's cool)
«How could you… have been so cold?»
Traduction des paroles
Je t'ai fait appeler le 9-1-1 aux urgences
Action militaire, envoyer dans le régime
Lors de mes spectacles, nous vendons des munitions dans des distributeurs automatiques
Le Bruce Willis du rap; j'ai eu des fans» Die Hard"
Et à droite avec les mains tranchantes, slicin 'votre fam'
Yo, je fais geler les muthafuckers comme des sculptures de glace
Je suis dans mon trente - deux degrés Fahrenheit Humeur
Oktober et Celph intitulé; Nous détenons le titre de la ceinture
Mais pour la mort, nous vous combattons toujours des rivaux malades
Langue encore reps l'épée, il suffit de vous trancher
Des mots échangés dans les jours, je suis méchant
Laisser les intrus dans le jeu est tabou
Couvrez votre cicatrice avec un tatouage de panthère noire (c'est cool)
"Comment as-tu pu ... avoir eu si froid?»