Everybody Dies

Jermaine Cole

Liedtexte Übersetzung

Yeah, we back
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
The light be comin' through it in the morning
Old-ass walls and shit
But it's just like I remember, just like I wanted it
Yeah, I'm workin'
Yeah, I'm workin', nigga

Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Not herpes infested, just perfectly blessed with
A style that you can't F with, protection recommended
'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it
You know, mass destruction when I mash the button
I take your favorite major rapper, left him independent
Cryin' in the corner
'Cause I ain't into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm borderline addicted to slaughter
Line up niggas in order
Of who you think can really fuck with me most
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Ain't no need for discussion
If they weren't talking 'bout the bread
These motherfuckers be toast
Clap at the fake deep rappers
The OG gatekeep rappers
The would-you-take-a-break-please rappers
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
Especially the amateur eight week rappers
Lil' whatever—just another short bus rapper
Fake drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Napoleon complex, you this tall rappers
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4" rappers
The streets don't fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
Chosen by the white man, you hipster rappers
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers with that
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
Never knew a nigga that was better
Revenue, I'm good at gettin' cheddar
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
If it's meant to be, then it'll be
If it's not, then fuck it, I'mma try
Ain't no need to ask the Father why, no
'Cause one day everybody gotta die
One day everybody gotta die, oh
One day everybody gotta die
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my nigga

Yeah, we back
Ja, wir sind zurück
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
Zurück in Muhammads Wohnung, Nigga, oberste Etage
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
Das Hinterzimmer mit nur einem kleinen Fenster, Nigga
The light be comin' through it in the morning
Das Licht kommt morgens durch
Old-ass walls and shit
Alte Wände und Scheiß
But it's just like I remember, just like I wanted it
Aber es ist genau wie ich es in Erinnerung habe, genau wie ich es wollte
Yeah, I'm workin'
Ja, ich arbeite
Yeah, I'm workin', nigga
Ja, ich arbeite, Nigga
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Schau, es ist die Rückkehr des Herrn Burn Suckers
Not herpes infested, just perfectly blessed with
Nicht mit Herpes infiziert, nur perfekt gesegnet mit
A style that you can't F with, protection recommended
Einem Stil, mit dem du nicht F kannst, Schutz empfohlen
'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it
Denn Cole ist die Definition einer Waffe, die es beenden kann
You know, mass destruction when I mash the button
Du weißt, Massenvernichtung, wenn ich den Knopf drücke
I take your favorite major rapper, left him independent
Ich nehme deinen Lieblings-Major-Rapper, ließ ihn unabhängig
Cryin' in the corner
Weinend in der Ecke
'Cause I ain't into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
Denn ich bin nicht in so einer Art, Niggas zu dissen
I'm borderline addicted to slaughter
Ich bin süchtig nach Schlachten
Line up niggas in order
Stelle Niggas in Reihenfolge
Of who you think can really fuck with me most
Wer von euch denkt, dass er wirklich mit mir mithalten kann
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Dann verstecke ich die Waffe nah, wenn er nicht duckt, dann ist er ein Geist
Ain't no need for discussion
Es gibt keine Notwendigkeit für Diskussionen
If they weren't talking 'bout the bread
Wenn sie nicht über das Brot reden
These motherfuckers be toast
Diese Motherfucker wären Toast
Clap at the fake deep rappers
Klatsche auf die Fake Deep Rapper
The OG gatekeep rappers
Die OG Gatekeep Rapper
The would-you-take-a-break-please rappers
Die würdest-du-bitte-eine-Pause-machen Rapper
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
Haufen Worte und sagen nichts, ich hasse diese Rapper
Especially the amateur eight week rappers
Besonders die Amateur-Acht-Wochen-Rapper
Lil' whatever—just another short bus rapper
Lil' was auch immer - nur ein weiterer Kurzbus-Rapper
Fake drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Fake Drogendealer werden Tourbus-Trapper
Napoleon complex, you this tall rappers
Napoleon-Komplex, du bist so groß Rapper
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4" rappers
Wird entlarvt neben 6'4" Rappern
The streets don't fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
Die Straßen ficken nicht mit dir, du Pitchfork Rapper
Chosen by the white man, you hipster rappers
Vom weißen Mann auserwählt, du Hipster Rapper
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers with that
Ich lade das Magazin nach, dann treffe ich mehr Rapper damit
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
Scheiße direkt auf diese pissarmen Rapper, ich bin zurück
Never knew a nigga that was better
Kannte nie einen Nigga, der besser war
Revenue, I'm good at gettin' cheddar
Einnahmen, ich bin gut darin, Käse zu bekommen
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
Erinnere mich an Tage, an denen ich nicht gegessen habe
If it's meant to be, then it'll be
Wenn es sein soll, dann wird es sein
If it's not, then fuck it, I'mma try
Wenn nicht, dann scheiß drauf, ich werde es versuchen
Ain't no need to ask the Father why, no
Es gibt keinen Grund, den Vater zu fragen, warum, nein
'Cause one day everybody gotta die
Denn eines Tages muss jeder sterben
One day everybody gotta die, oh
Eines Tages muss jeder sterben, oh
One day everybody gotta die
Eines Tages muss jeder sterben
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my nigga
Eines Tages muss jeder sterben, mein Nigga, mein Nigga
Yeah, we back
Sim, estamos de volta
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
De volta na casa de Muhammad, mano, último andar
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
O quarto dos fundos com apenas uma pequena janela, mano
The light be comin' through it in the morning
A luz entra por ela de manhã
Old-ass walls and shit
Paredes velhas e tal
But it's just like I remember, just like I wanted it
Mas é exatamente como eu me lembro, exatamente como eu queria
Yeah, I'm workin'
Sim, estou trabalhando
Yeah, I'm workin', nigga
Sim, estou trabalhando, mano
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Olha, é o retorno do Sr. Queima Otários
Not herpes infested, just perfectly blessed with
Não infestado de herpes, apenas perfeitamente abençoado com
A style that you can't F with, protection recommended
Um estilo que você não pode F com, proteção recomendada
'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it
Porque Cole é a definição de uma arma que pode acabar com isso
You know, mass destruction when I mash the button
Você sabe, destruição em massa quando eu aperto o botão
I take your favorite major rapper, left him independent
Eu pego seu rapper favorito, deixei ele independente
Cryin' in the corner
Chorando no canto
'Cause I ain't into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
Porque eu não estou para meio termo, dissing manos
I'm borderline addicted to slaughter
Estou quase viciado em matar
Line up niggas in order
Alinhe os manos em ordem
Of who you think can really fuck with me most
De quem você acha que pode realmente foder comigo mais
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Então eu escondo a arma perto, se ele não se abaixar então ele é fantasma
Ain't no need for discussion
Não há necessidade de discussão
If they weren't talking 'bout the bread
Se eles não estavam falando sobre o dinheiro
These motherfuckers be toast
Esses filhos da puta seriam torradas
Clap at the fake deep rappers
Bato palmas para os rappers falsamente profundos
The OG gatekeep rappers
Os rappers guardiões do OG
The would-you-take-a-break-please rappers
Os rappers que pedem por favor, dê um tempo
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
Monte de palavras e não dizem merda nenhuma, eu odeio esses rappers
Especially the amateur eight week rappers
Especialmente os rappers amadores de oito semanas
Lil' whatever—just another short bus rapper
Lil 'qualquer coisa - apenas mais um rapper do ônibus curto
Fake drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Falsos traficantes de drogas se tornam rappers de ônibus de turnê
Napoleon complex, you this tall rappers
Complexo de Napoleão, vocês rappers baixinhos
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4" rappers
Se expõem ao lado de rappers de 1,93m
The streets don't fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
As ruas não fodem com você, vocês rappers do Pitchfork
Chosen by the white man, you hipster rappers
Escolhidos pelo homem branco, vocês rappers hipsters
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers with that
Eu recarrego o clipe, então eu acerto mais rappers com isso
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
Cagando em cima desses rappers pobres, estou de volta
Never knew a nigga that was better
Nunca conheci um mano que fosse melhor
Revenue, I'm good at gettin' cheddar
Receita, sou bom em conseguir grana
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
Relembrando os dias em que não comia
If it's meant to be, then it'll be
Se for para ser, então será
If it's not, then fuck it, I'mma try
Se não for, então foda-se, vou tentar
Ain't no need to ask the Father why, no
Não há necessidade de perguntar ao Pai por quê, não
'Cause one day everybody gotta die
Porque um dia todo mundo tem que morrer
One day everybody gotta die, oh
Um dia todo mundo tem que morrer, oh
One day everybody gotta die
Um dia todo mundo tem que morrer
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my nigga
Um dia todo mundo tem que morrer, meu mano, meu mano
Yeah, we back
Sí, hemos vuelto
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
De vuelta en la casa de Muhammad, negro, en el último piso
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
La habitación trasera con solo una pequeña ventana, negro
The light be comin' through it in the morning
La luz entra por ella por la mañana
Old-ass walls and shit
Paredes viejas y mierda
But it's just like I remember, just like I wanted it
Pero es justo como lo recuerdo, justo como lo quería
Yeah, I'm workin'
Sí, estoy trabajando
Yeah, I'm workin', nigga
Sí, estoy trabajando, negro
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Mira, es el regreso del Sr. Burn Suckers
Not herpes infested, just perfectly blessed with
No infestado de herpes, solo perfectamente bendecido con
A style that you can't F with, protection recommended
Un estilo con el que no puedes joder, se recomienda protección
'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it
Porque Cole es la definición de un arma que puede acabar con todo
You know, mass destruction when I mash the button
Ya sabes, destrucción masiva cuando aprieto el botón
I take your favorite major rapper, left him independent
Tomo a tu rapero mayor favorito, lo dejé independiente
Cryin' in the corner
Llorando en la esquina
'Cause I ain't into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
Porque no estoy en la onda de, más o menos, insultar a los negros
I'm borderline addicted to slaughter
Estoy al borde de la adicción a la matanza
Line up niggas in order
Alineo a los negros en orden
Of who you think can really fuck with me most
De quién crees que realmente puede joderme más
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Luego escondo el calor cerca, si no se agacha entonces es un fantasma
Ain't no need for discussion
No hay necesidad de discusión
If they weren't talking 'bout the bread
Si no estaban hablando del pan
These motherfuckers be toast
Estos hijos de puta serían tostadas
Clap at the fake deep rappers
Aplaudo a los raperos falsamente profundos
The OG gatekeep rappers
Los raperos guardianes de la vieja escuela
The would-you-take-a-break-please rappers
Los raperos de "por favor, tómate un descanso"
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
Montón de palabras y no dicen nada, odio a estos raperos
Especially the amateur eight week rappers
Especialmente los raperos amateur de ocho semanas
Lil' whatever—just another short bus rapper
Lil' lo que sea, solo otro rapero del autobús corto
Fake drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Falsos traficantes de drogas se convierten en raperos de autobús de gira
Napoleon complex, you this tall rappers
Complejo de Napoleón, raperos de esta estatura
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4" rappers
Se exponen al lado de raperos de 6'4"
The streets don't fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
Las calles no te joden, raperos de Pitchfork
Chosen by the white man, you hipster rappers
Elegidos por el hombre blanco, raperos hipsters
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers with that
Recargo el clip, luego golpeo a más raperos con eso
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
Cagando directamente en estos raperos pobres, he vuelto
Never knew a nigga that was better
Nunca conocí a un negro que fuera mejor
Revenue, I'm good at gettin' cheddar
Ingresos, soy bueno obteniendo queso
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
Recuerdo los días en que no comía
If it's meant to be, then it'll be
Si tiene que ser, entonces será
If it's not, then fuck it, I'mma try
Si no, entonces que se joda, lo intentaré
Ain't no need to ask the Father why, no
No hay necesidad de preguntarle al Padre por qué, no
'Cause one day everybody gotta die
Porque un día todos tienen que morir
One day everybody gotta die, oh
Un día todos tienen que morir, oh
One day everybody gotta die
Un día todos tienen que morir
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my nigga
Un día todos tienen que morir, mi negro, mi negro
Yeah, we back
Ouais, on est de retour
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
Retour dans la maison de Muhammad, mec, au dernier étage
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
La pièce du fond avec juste une petite fenêtre, mec
The light be comin' through it in the morning
La lumière passe à travers le matin
Old-ass walls and shit
Des murs vieux comme le monde et tout
But it's just like I remember, just like I wanted it
Mais c'est exactement comme je m'en souviens, exactement comme je le voulais
Yeah, I'm workin'
Ouais, je travaille
Yeah, I'm workin', nigga
Ouais, je travaille, mec
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Regarde, c'est le retour de Mr. Brûle les suceurs
Not herpes infested, just perfectly blessed with
Pas infesté d'herpès, juste parfaitement béni avec
A style that you can't F with, protection recommended
Un style avec lequel tu ne peux pas te battre, protection recommandée
'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it
Parce que Cole est la définition d'une arme qui peut y mettre fin
You know, mass destruction when I mash the button
Tu sais, destruction massive quand j'appuie sur le bouton
I take your favorite major rapper, left him independent
Je prends ton rappeur majeur préféré, je le laisse indépendant
Cryin' in the corner
Pleurer dans le coin
'Cause I ain't into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
Parce que je ne suis pas dans le genre à insulter les mecs
I'm borderline addicted to slaughter
Je suis à la limite de l'addiction au massacre
Line up niggas in order
Aligne les mecs dans l'ordre
Of who you think can really fuck with me most
De qui tu penses peut vraiment me battre le plus
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Ensuite je cache l'arme près, s'il ne se baisse pas alors il est mort
Ain't no need for discussion
Pas besoin de discussion
If they weren't talking 'bout the bread
S'ils ne parlaient pas de l'argent
These motherfuckers be toast
Ces enfoirés seraient grillés
Clap at the fake deep rappers
Applaudis les faux rappeurs profonds
The OG gatekeep rappers
Les rappeurs gardiens de la vieille école
The would-you-take-a-break-please rappers
Les rappeurs qui devraient prendre une pause
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
Beaucoup de mots et ils ne disent rien, je déteste ces rappeurs
Especially the amateur eight week rappers
Surtout les rappeurs amateurs de huit semaines
Lil' whatever—just another short bus rapper
Petit quoi que ce soit - juste un autre rappeur de bus court
Fake drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Faux dealers de drogue devenus des trappeurs de bus de tournée
Napoleon complex, you this tall rappers
Complexe de Napoléon, vous les rappeurs de cette taille
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4" rappers
Se faire exposer à côté de rappeurs de 6'4"
The streets don't fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
Les rues ne vous aiment pas, vous les rappeurs de Pitchfork
Chosen by the white man, you hipster rappers
Choisis par l'homme blanc, vous les rappeurs hipsters
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers with that
Je recharge le chargeur, puis je frappe plus de rappeurs avec ça
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
En chiant directement sur ces rappeurs pauvres, je suis de retour
Never knew a nigga that was better
Je n'ai jamais connu un mec qui était meilleur
Revenue, I'm good at gettin' cheddar
Revenu, je suis bon pour obtenir du fromage
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
Je me souviens des jours où je ne mangeais pas
If it's meant to be, then it'll be
Si c'est censé être, alors ce sera
If it's not, then fuck it, I'mma try
Si ce n'est pas le cas, alors tant pis, je vais essayer
Ain't no need to ask the Father why, no
Pas besoin de demander au Père pourquoi, non
'Cause one day everybody gotta die
Parce qu'un jour tout le monde doit mourir
One day everybody gotta die, oh
Un jour tout le monde doit mourir, oh
One day everybody gotta die
Un jour tout le monde doit mourir
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my nigga
Un jour tout le monde doit mourir, mon mec, mon mec
Yeah, we back
Sì, siamo tornati
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
Tornati nella casa di Muhammad, negro, all'ultimo piano
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
La stanza sul retro con solo una piccola finestra, negro
The light be comin' through it in the morning
La luce che entra da essa al mattino
Old-ass walls and shit
Vecchie mura e roba del genere
But it's just like I remember, just like I wanted it
Ma è proprio come me la ricordavo, proprio come la volevo
Yeah, I'm workin'
Sì, sto lavorando
Yeah, I'm workin', nigga
Sì, sto lavorando, negro
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Guarda, è il ritorno del signor Brucia Sfigati
Not herpes infested, just perfectly blessed with
Non infestato dall'herpes, solo perfettamente benedetto con
A style that you can't F with, protection recommended
Uno stile con cui non puoi competere, protezione consigliata
'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it
Perché Cole è la definizione di un'arma che può finirla
You know, mass destruction when I mash the button
Sai, distruzione di massa quando premo il pulsante
I take your favorite major rapper, left him independent
Prendo il tuo rapper preferito, lo lascio indipendente
Cryin' in the corner
Piange in un angolo
'Cause I ain't into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
Perché non sono nel genere di, insultare i negri
I'm borderline addicted to slaughter
Sono quasi dipendente dall'uccidere
Line up niggas in order
Allineo i negri in ordine
Of who you think can really fuck with me most
Di chi pensi possa davvero competere con me
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Poi nascondo l'arma, se non si abbassa è un fantasma
Ain't no need for discussion
Non c'è bisogno di discussioni
If they weren't talking 'bout the bread
Se non parlavano di soldi
These motherfuckers be toast
Questi figli di puttana sarebbero toast
Clap at the fake deep rappers
Applausi ai finti rapper profondi
The OG gatekeep rappers
I rapper che fanno da guardia all'ingresso
The would-you-take-a-break-please rappers
I rapper che ti pregherebbero di fare una pausa
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
Un mucchio di parole e non dicono un cazzo, odio questi rapper
Especially the amateur eight week rappers
Soprattutto i rapper dilettanti di otto settimane
Lil' whatever—just another short bus rapper
Piccolo qualcosa, solo un altro rapper da scuolabus
Fake drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Finti spacciatori diventati trapper da tour bus
Napoleon complex, you this tall rappers
Complesso di Napoleone, sei alti così, rapper
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4" rappers
Vi espongo stando accanto a rapper alti 1,93 metri
The streets don't fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
Le strade non vi cagano, voi rapper di Pitchfork
Chosen by the white man, you hipster rappers
Scelti dall'uomo bianco, voi rapper hipster
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers with that
Ricarico il caricatore, poi colpisco più rapper con quello
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
Cagando letteralmente su questi poveri rapper, sono tornato
Never knew a nigga that was better
Non ho mai conosciuto un negro che fosse migliore
Revenue, I'm good at gettin' cheddar
Entrate, sono bravo a fare soldi
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
Ricordo i giorni in cui non mangiavo
If it's meant to be, then it'll be
Se deve essere, allora sarà
If it's not, then fuck it, I'mma try
Se non lo è, allora cazzo, ci proverò
Ain't no need to ask the Father why, no
Non c'è bisogno di chiedere al Padre perché, no
'Cause one day everybody gotta die
Perché un giorno tutti dovranno morire
One day everybody gotta die, oh
Un giorno tutti dovranno morire, oh
One day everybody gotta die
Un giorno tutti dovranno morire
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my nigga
Un giorno tutti dovranno morire, mio negro, mio negro

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Das Lied Everybody Dies wurde im Jahr 2016, auf dem Album “Everybody Dies” veröffentlicht.
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