Fugees — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Nappy Heads
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Nappy Heads » de Fugees.
Paroles
You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me
«You sure you wanna hang with old Eddie Kane?» (+The Five Heartbeats+)
Ain’t nuttin wrong, so snap your head to the song
Word is bond, you get wrong, I’ll have you sing like Louis Armstrong
And I say to myself, WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD
But what the fuck was so wonderful bout pickin cotton -- on a farm?
The harder they come, the harder they fall, so come one come all
Don’t stall or LI’mma stick you like a voodoo doll
Doors locked stop draw for the count, who drops?
Ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-four-three-two-one-
-you-slept-on-a-kid-from-the-boondocks
Out of Hooterville land of the ill kill
Bellsburg Viking so you know I’m top ranking Phil
Some say newcomer like the yuma but save the rumor
Cause I’ve been rockin ever since eighty-three
When I used to rock my Pumas
Rap, narcotic psychotic so hear the sentencin
One out of ten, I’m passin the mic next time I’ll get WICKED
Heard the man who went before, got intimated
You tried to gas me up, too much gas, you got intoxicated
You wasn’t ready for the real’n, dealin, chillin
Wyclef, no competition when I’m bringin pure death
I’m jumpin like a monkey to get mines off
A-from a caterpillar, to the mic moth
(THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Teacher teacher check my grades (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
I coulda sworn I had an A (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
I grab the mic in a RAGE…
You put, one and one together now you think you a rapper
Baseball cap backward, forearms swingin like a hip-hopper
You do the rhyme, thinkin no one can stop ya I be the followin that chop ya down as I clock ya, hah
When I say five-oh, I mean fifty not guns or cops
Now here’s the heavyweight knocker, the freedom fighter
Natural rhythm rock a mic I always rhyme I’m never drinkin vodka
Any old style, I throw it in a locker
Well I’m a Gucci rocker, I never drank no vodka
Me got no bag of cheeba cause I never had a knocker
My cousin’s name was Shaka, for short we called him 'Aka
I flip it on wack MC’s because to me they flow like caca
You boogie move the groove, nothing to prove you lose
Your style remind of yesterday, old news
Sad sung blues who’s, chose the one to feel the pain
Or bring the cane, tick-tock I come to pick your lock
It’s not for capital gain
So watch out for the remain, or cry from bloodstain
Bustin nuts, bustin style
Gettin buckwild some think I’m the descendant of a wilder child
Comin on the mic, from a higher level
Broke is no joke/choke the hell out of the devil
(THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
What about Martin? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
What about Malcolm? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Rosa Parks? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
You hung a man after dark (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Cease the violence! (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Yo who got the power, to make a man raise from the dead?
Some said that it was Jesus, they said he was a notty dread
But I don’t mean to confuse a world that’s confused
Mind’s atomic, so like a bomb, let me drop it Can’t get too deep, cause some sleep while I wake
In a dream that’s made of wine but let me bring it back to grapes
Teacher, explain the parable, it’s simple:
It’s easier for the camel to go through the eye of a needle
Than for you to enter the kingdom, or battle
And walk away, with the title when I get, brutal
Feelings are mutual so sign your life, to Prudential
Don’t even flinch, the other becomin spiritual
There’s six million ways to die but choose four
Cause I can still be in the desert buttnaked and be HARDCORE!
When? checks that means pump your fist
Remember Moses people, this is Exodus
Don’t try to stop this, the force comes from Genesis
Them who did us wrong, ask the Lord for forgiveness
The man got a drum, made the land of the dumb
We droppin the bass drum, then we?
You can’t kill the battle with a?. feeling Joshua
So march to St. Lawrence
Yo march I got your back, march!
Crown Heights (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Cease the violence (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
A moment of silence (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
For those who died (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Public Enemy (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Number one (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Fredric Douglass (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Harriet Tubman (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)?? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Bob Marley (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Prazwell (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
To my man Khalid (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Now, speak of resistance, we’re nappy heads
Rhymes, kinks, braids and dreads
The mother of creation, epitome of creativity, yeah
And keep your heads nappy
Traduction des paroles
Je n'ai pas de sac de cheeba parce que je n'ai jamais eu de heurtoir
Le nom de mon cousin était Shaka, pour faire court, nous l "avons appelé" Alias
Je le retourne sur wack MC parce que pour moi ils coulent comme caca
Vous boogie déplacer le groove, rien pour prouver que vous perdez
Votre style rappelle hier, vieilles nouvelles
Triste Blues chanté qui est, a choisi celui de ressentir la douleur
Ou apportez la canne, Tic-Tac je viens chercher votre serrure
Ce n'est pas pour un gain en capital
Alors faites attention aux restes, ou pleurez de la tache de sang
Noix Bustin, style bustin
Gettin buckwild certains pensent que je suis le descendant d'un enfant plus sauvage
Comin sur le micro, d'un niveau supérieur
Cassé n'est pas une blague/étouffer l'enfer du diable
(LES TÊTES DE COUCHE SORTENT)
Qu'en est-Martin? (LES TÊTES DE COUCHE SORTENT)
Ce à propos de Malcolm? (LES TÊTES DE COUCHE SORTENT)
Rosa Parks? (LES TÊTES DE COUCHE SORTENT)
Vous avez pendu un homme après la tombée de la nuit (les têtes de couche sortent)
Cessez la violence! (LES TÊTES DE COUCHE SORTENT)
Yo qui a le pouvoir de faire ressusciter un homme d'entre les morts?
Certains ont dit que c'était Jésus, ils ont dit qu'il était un notty effroi
Mais je ne veux pas confondre un monde qui est confus
L'esprit est atomique, donc comme une bombe, laissez-moi tomber, il ne peut pas être trop profond, causer un peu de sommeil pendant que je me réveille
Dans un rêve qui est fait de vin mais laissez moi le ramener aux raisins
Professeur, expliquez la parabole, c'est simple:
Il est plus facile pour le chameau de passer par l'œil d'une aiguille
Que pour vous d'entrer dans le royaume, ou la bataille
Et repartez, avec le titre quand je serai, brutal
Les sentiments sont mutuels alors signez votre vie, à Prudential
Ne tressaille même pas, l'autre devient spirituel
Il y a six millions de façons de mourir mais choisissez quatre
Parce que je peux encore être dans le désert buttnaked et être HARDCORE!
Quand? contrôles qui signifie pomper votre poing
Rappelez-vous les gens de Moïse, C'est L'Exode
N'essayez pas d'arrêter cela, la force vient de la Genèse
Ceux qui nous ont fait du mal, demandez pardon au Seigneur
L'homme a eu un tambour, a fait la terre des muets