How High
Reggie Noble, Erick Sermon, Clifford Smith
Takin' it from the top? (Top)
Tippy? (tippy)
Come on, my people
Sing it, daddy
Hey (ooh-wee)
We rock
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha ha (aha)
Taking my mind where it's never gone before
And so like a mushroom in cow shit
And I'm taking it just to get the ultimate high, baby
The ultimate high, ohh
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full a rye
Who the fuck wanna die for their culture?
Stalk the dead body like a vulture, Ticalion, hmm
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Hit your housing projects
I represent yo' Shaolin, my nigga
Now yes, Apocalypse now, the gun pow
It be going down, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse
When I raise my trigger finger all y'all niggas hit the deck
'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
With more fruitier loops than that Toucan Sam bitch
Plus the Bombazee got me wide
Fucking with us
Is a straight suicide
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Three, two, murder one lyric at your door
Tical bring it to that ass raw
Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
Nigga, you got to get mines to get yours
Fucka, we don't need no rap tour
I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture
More than you bargained for
Tical, I stays open like an all night store (yeah, yeah, ah)
For real I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill
And end your existence, M-E-T
Ain't no use for resistance, H-O-D
I bees the ultimate rush to any nigga on dust
The Egyptian Musk used to have me pull mad sluts
I shift like a clutch with the Ruck
Examine my nuts, I don't stop 'til I get enough
Your shit broke down, light your flare
Since the dark side tears you into Hollywood Squares
Six million ways to die, so I chose
Made it six million and one with your eyes closed
The blindfold cold, so you can feel the wrath
And shatter the glass and second half on your funky ass
And, yo, my man (Tical) hit me now
Bitches used to play me now they can't forget me now
They get me mad, I rock the spot, check Glock
Empty off a licking off a hip-hop
Fuck the Billboard, I'm a bullet on my block
How you dope when you paid for your Billboard spot?
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
It's the Funk Doctor Spot smoking buddha on a train
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick (uh)
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Recognize Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick
'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home
It ain't really on 'til the Ruckus get, home
Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone
We don't need your dirt weed, we got our fucking own
Check it, I wreaks havoc with my hectic
Bring the Pain lyrics, screaming for the antiseptic
Moving on your left, kid, and I'm Method
Out my fucking dome piece, plus I got no love for the beast
Hailing from the big East Coast, where niggas pack toast
Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats
Hey boy, you the rude boy on the block
You try to stop the bum rush, you will get popped
As I run a mile with a racist
My style was born in the pissy staircases
Dig it, F a rap critic
He talk about it while I live it
If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it
Look up in the, I got the verbs, nouns and Glocks in ya
Enter the center, lyrics bang like Ricochet Rabbit
I brings havoc with an AK 'matic, rolling blunts an all day habit
I get it on like Smith & Wes', who clique's the best?
Punks take a sip and test, who splits your vest?
The funk phenomenon, I'm bombing you like Lebanon (blow canal)
Blow canals of Panama just off stamina
Style's not to be fucked with or played with
Fuck them pretty hoes, I love those Section 8 Bitches
Hitting switches, twisting wigs with
Fat radical mathematical type scriptures
I dig up in your planets like Diga', boo
Scared you, blew you to smithereens
Fuck the Marines, I got machines
That like to spit and read Mad Magazine
I fly more heads than Continental
Wreck ya five times like U.S. Air off an instrumental
Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks
But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks
I breaks 'em off proper
Ask Biggie Smalls who shot ya
Funk Doctor with the 12-gauge Mossberg
Look I got the tools like Rickle
To make your mind tickle (yo, Red)
For the nine nickel
Yo, Red (bitch-ass), yo, Red
Punk-ass, pussy-ass
You ain't got the say no more, man
That's it, man (word up, man)
We out, it's over
Silly-ass niggas
Takin' it from the top? (Top)
Von ganz oben nehmen? (Oben)
Tippy? (tippy)
Tippy? (tippy)
Come on, my people
Los, meine Leute
Sing it, daddy
Sing es, Daddy
Hey (ooh-wee)
Hey (ooh-wee)
We rock
Wir rocken
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha ha (aha)
Ha ha (aha)
Taking my mind where it's never gone before
Nehme meinen Verstand mit, wo er noch nie war
And so like a mushroom in cow shit
Und so wie ein Pilz im Kuhdung
And I'm taking it just to get the ultimate high, baby
Und ich nehme es nur, um das ultimative High zu bekommen, Baby
The ultimate high, ohh
Das ultimative High, ohh
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Entschuldige mich, während ich den Himmel küsse
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full a rye
Sing ein Lied von sechs Pence, eine Tasche voll Roggen
Who the fuck wanna die for their culture?
Wer zum Teufel will für seine Kultur sterben?
Stalk the dead body like a vulture, Ticalion, hmm
Stalk die tote Leiche wie ein Geier, Ticalion, hmm
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Schwärzer als dein schwärzester Hengst
Hit your housing projects
Triff deine Wohnprojekte
I represent yo' Shaolin, my nigga
Ich repräsentiere dein Shaolin, mein Nigga
Now yes, Apocalypse now, the gun pow
Jetzt ja, Apocalypse now, das Schießpulver
It be going down, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
Es geht ab, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse
Während die Planeten und die Sterne und die Monde zusammenbrechen
When I raise my trigger finger all y'all niggas hit the deck
Wenn ich meinen Abzugsfinger hebe, treffen alle y'all Niggas das Deck
'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore
Denn dafür besteht kein Bedarf, Hustler und Hardcore
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
Roh bis zum Boden, roh wie Reservoir Dogs
The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
Der Green-Eyed Bandit kann es nicht ertragen
With more fruitier loops than that Toucan Sam bitch
Mit mehr fruchtigeren Schleifen als diese Toucan Sam Schlampe
Plus the Bombazee got me wide
Plus der Bombazee hat mich weit
Fucking with us
Mit uns zu ficken
Is a straight suicide
Ist ein direkter Selbstmord
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Zehn, neun, acht, sieben, sechs, fünf, vier
Three, two, murder one lyric at your door
Drei, zwei, Mord ein Lyrik an deiner Tür
Tical bring it to that ass raw
Tical bringt es roh zu diesem Arsch
Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
Breche alle Regeln wie Glas Kiefer
Nigga, you got to get mines to get yours
Nigga, du musst meins bekommen, um deins zu bekommen
Fucka, we don't need no rap tour
Fucka, wir brauchen keine Rap-Tour
I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture
Ich würde lieber die Fakten aussprechen und dich mit der Rap-ture erwischen
More than you bargained for
Mehr als du erwartet hast
Tical, I stays open like an all night store (yeah, yeah, ah)
Tical, ich bleibe offen wie ein ganztägiger Laden (ja, ja, ah)
For real I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
Echt, ich halte es krank wie ein Stück blauen Stahl
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill
Gerichtet auf deinen Tempel mit der Absicht zu töten
And end your existence, M-E-T
Und beende deine Existenz, M-E-T
Ain't no use for resistance, H-O-D
Es hat keinen Sinn, Widerstand zu leisten, H-O-D
I bees the ultimate rush to any nigga on dust
Ich bin der ultimative Rausch für jeden Nigga auf Staub
The Egyptian Musk used to have me pull mad sluts
Der ägyptische Moschus ließ mich verrückte Schlampen ziehen
I shift like a clutch with the Ruck
Ich wechsle wie eine Kupplung mit dem Ruck
Examine my nuts, I don't stop 'til I get enough
Untersuche meine Nüsse, ich höre nicht auf, bis ich genug habe
Your shit broke down, light your flare
Deine Scheiße ist kaputt, zünde dein Leuchtfeuer
Since the dark side tears you into Hollywood Squares
Seit die dunkle Seite dich in Hollywood Squares zerreißt
Six million ways to die, so I chose
Sechs Millionen Wege zu sterben, also habe ich gewählt
Made it six million and one with your eyes closed
Machte es sechs Millionen und eins mit geschlossenen Augen
The blindfold cold, so you can feel the wrath
Die Augenbinde kalt, damit du den Zorn spüren kannst
And shatter the glass and second half on your funky ass
Und zerschmettere das Glas und die zweite Hälfte auf deinem funky Arsch
And, yo, my man (Tical) hit me now
Und, yo, mein Mann (Tical) schlag mich jetzt
Bitches used to play me now they can't forget me now
Hündinnen pflegten mich zu spielen, jetzt können sie mich nicht vergessen
They get me mad, I rock the spot, check Glock
Sie machen mich wütend, ich rocke den Spot, check Glock
Empty off a licking off a hip-hop
Leere ab, indem du einen Hip-Hop abfeuerst
Fuck the Billboard, I'm a bullet on my block
Fick die Billboard, ich bin eine Kugel in meinem Block
How you dope when you paid for your Billboard spot?
Wie kannst du dope sein, wenn du für deinen Billboard-Spot bezahlt hast?
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Schau in den Himmel, es ist ein Vogel, es ist ein Flugzeug
It's the Funk Doctor Spot smoking buddha on a train
Es ist der Funk Doctor Spot, der Buddha in einem Zug raucht
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
Wie hoch? So hoch, dass ich den Himmel küssen kann
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick (uh)
Wie krank? So krank, dass du meinen Schwanz lutschen kannst (uh)
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Schau in den Himmel, es ist ein Vogel, es ist ein Flugzeug
Recognize Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed
Erkenne Johnny Blaze, es hat sich verdammt nichts geändert
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
Wie hoch? So hoch, dass ich den Himmel küssen kann
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick
Wie krank? So krank, dass du meinen Schwanz lutschen kannst
'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home
Bis mein Mann Raider Ruckus nach Hause kommt
It ain't really on 'til the Ruckus get, home
Es ist wirklich nicht an, bis der Ruckus nach Hause kommt
Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone
Puffe eine Meth-Knochen, jetzt bin ich in der roten Zone
We don't need your dirt weed, we got our fucking own
Wir brauchen dein Dreckskraut nicht, wir haben unser eigenes verdammt
Check it, I wreaks havoc with my hectic
Check es, ich stiftet Unruhe mit meinem hektischen
Bring the Pain lyrics, screaming for the antiseptic
Bring the Pain Lyrics, schreien nach dem Antiseptikum
Moving on your left, kid, and I'm Method
Beweg dich auf deiner linken Seite, Kind, und ich bin Methode
Out my fucking dome piece, plus I got no love for the beast
Aus meinem verdammten Kopfstück, außerdem habe ich keine Liebe für das Biest
Hailing from the big East Coast, where niggas pack toast
Herkunft von der großen Ostküste, wo Niggas Toast packen
Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats
Heimat der Drogenkönige und Kehlenschneider
Hey boy, you the rude boy on the block
Hey Junge, du bist der Rüpel auf dem Block
You try to stop the bum rush, you will get popped
Du versuchst den Sturmangriff zu stoppen, du wirst erschossen
As I run a mile with a racist
Während ich eine Meile mit einem Rassisten laufe
My style was born in the pissy staircases
Mein Stil wurde in den pissigen Treppenhäusern geboren
Dig it, F a rap critic
Grabe es, F ein Rap-Kritiker
He talk about it while I live it
Er redet darüber, während ich es lebe
If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it
Wenn Red den Blunt hat, bin ich der zweite, der ihn trifft
Look up in the, I got the verbs, nouns and Glocks in ya
Schau in den Himmel, ich habe die Verben, Nomen und Glocks in dir
Enter the center, lyrics bang like Ricochet Rabbit
Betrete das Zentrum, Lyrics knallen wie Ricochet Rabbit
I brings havoc with an AK 'matic, rolling blunts an all day habit
Ich stiftet Unruhe mit einer AK 'matic, rollende Blunts eine ganztägige Gewohnheit
I get it on like Smith & Wes', who clique's the best?
Ich mache es an wie Smith & Wes', welche Clique ist die beste?
Punks take a sip and test, who splits your vest?
Punks nehmen einen Schluck und testen, wer deine Weste spaltet?
The funk phenomenon, I'm bombing you like Lebanon (blow canal)
Das Funk-Phänomen, ich bombardiere dich wie den Libanon (Blow-Kanal)
Blow canals of Panama just off stamina
Blase Kanäle von Panama nur aus Ausdauer
Style's not to be fucked with or played with
Stil ist nicht zum Ficken oder Spielen
Fuck them pretty hoes, I love those Section 8 Bitches
Fick die hübschen Huren, ich liebe diese Section 8 Bitches
Hitting switches, twisting wigs with
Schalte Schalter um, verdrehe Perücken mit
Fat radical mathematical type scriptures
Fette radikale mathematische Schrifttypen
I dig up in your planets like Diga', boo
Ich grabe in deinen Planeten wie Diga', boo
Scared you, blew you to smithereens
Erschreckte dich, sprengte dich in Stücke
Fuck the Marines, I got machines
Fick die Marines, ich habe Maschinen
That like to spit and read Mad Magazine
Die gerne spucken und Mad Magazine lesen
I fly more heads than Continental
Ich fliege mehr Köpfe als Continental
Wreck ya five times like U.S. Air off an instrumental
Zerstöre dich fünfmal wie U.S. Air von einem Instrumental
Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks
Schau, ich bin kein halber Gauner mit schlechtem Aussehen
But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks
Aber ich könnte deinen Fall ermorden, als ob dein Name Cal Brooks wäre
I breaks 'em off proper
Ich breche sie richtig ab
Ask Biggie Smalls who shot ya
Frag Biggie Smalls, wer dich erschossen hat
Funk Doctor with the 12-gauge Mossberg
Funk Doctor mit der 12-Gauge Mossberg
Look I got the tools like Rickle
Schau, ich habe die Werkzeuge wie Rickle
To make your mind tickle (yo, Red)
Um dein Gehirn zu kitzeln (yo, Red)
For the nine nickel
Für die neun Nickel
Yo, Red (bitch-ass), yo, Red
Yo, Red (Schwuchtel), yo, Red
Punk-ass, pussy-ass
Schwuchtel, Pussy-Schwuchtel
You ain't got the say no more, man
Du musst nicht mehr sagen, Mann
That's it, man (word up, man)
Das war's, Mann (Wort auf, Mann)
We out, it's over
Wir sind raus, es ist vorbei
Silly-ass niggas
Dumme Arsch Niggas
Takin' it from the top? (Top)
Tirando do topo? (Topo)
Tippy? (tippy)
Tippy? (tippy)
Come on, my people
Vamos lá, meu povo
Sing it, daddy
Cante, papai
Hey (ooh-wee)
Ei (ooh-wee)
We rock
Nós arrasamos
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha ha (aha)
Ha ha (aha)
Taking my mind where it's never gone before
Levando minha mente onde ela nunca esteve antes
And so like a mushroom in cow shit
E assim como um cogumelo em merda de vaca
And I'm taking it just to get the ultimate high, baby
E eu estou pegando isso apenas para obter o máximo de prazer, baby
The ultimate high, ohh
O máximo de prazer, ohh
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Desculpe-me enquanto eu beijo o céu
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full a rye
Cante uma canção de seis centavos, um bolso cheio de centeio
Who the fuck wanna die for their culture?
Quem diabos quer morrer por sua cultura?
Stalk the dead body like a vulture, Ticalion, hmm
Persegue o corpo morto como um abutre, Ticalion, hmm
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Mais preto que seu garanhão mais preto
Hit your housing projects
Acerte seus projetos de habitação
I represent yo' Shaolin, my nigga
Eu represento seu Shaolin, meu mano
Now yes, Apocalypse now, the gun pow
Agora sim, Apocalypse now, a pólvora
It be going down, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
Está descendo, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse
Enquanto os planetas e as estrelas e as luas colapsam
When I raise my trigger finger all y'all niggas hit the deck
Quando eu levanto meu dedo do gatilho todos vocês manos se jogam no chão
'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore
Porque não há necessidade disso, traficantes e hardcore
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
Cru até o chão, cru como Reservoir Dogs
The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
O Bandido de Olhos Verdes não aguenta
With more fruitier loops than that Toucan Sam bitch
Com mais loops frutados do que aquela vadia do Toucan Sam
Plus the Bombazee got me wide
Além disso, o Bombazee me deixou ligado
Fucking with us
Foder com a gente
Is a straight suicide
É um suicídio direto
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Dez, nove, oito, sete, seis, cinco, quatro
Three, two, murder one lyric at your door
Três, dois, assassinato uma letra na sua porta
Tical bring it to that ass raw
Tical traz isso para aquela bunda crua
Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
Quebrando todas as regras como mandíbulas de vidro
Nigga, you got to get mines to get yours
Mano, você tem que pegar o meu para pegar o seu
Fucka, we don't need no rap tour
Foda-se, nós não precisamos de nenhuma turnê de rap
I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture
Eu prefiro chutar os fatos e pegar você com o rap-ture
More than you bargained for
Mais do que você barganhou
Tical, I stays open like an all night store (yeah, yeah, ah)
Tical, eu fico aberto como uma loja aberta a noite toda (sim, sim, ah)
For real I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
De verdade, eu mantenho isso doente como um pedaço de aço azul
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill
Apontado para o seu templo com a intenção de matar
And end your existence, M-E-T
E acabar com sua existência, M-E-T
Ain't no use for resistance, H-O-D
Não há uso para resistência, H-O-D
I bees the ultimate rush to any nigga on dust
Eu sou a máxima euforia para qualquer mano no pó
The Egyptian Musk used to have me pull mad sluts
O Musk egípcio costumava me fazer puxar muitas vadias
I shift like a clutch with the Ruck
Eu mudo como uma embreagem com o Ruck
Examine my nuts, I don't stop 'til I get enough
Examine minhas nozes, eu não paro até conseguir o suficiente
Your shit broke down, light your flare
Sua merda quebrou, acenda seu sinalizador
Since the dark side tears you into Hollywood Squares
Desde que o lado escuro te rasga em Hollywood Squares
Six million ways to die, so I chose
Seis milhões de maneiras de morrer, então eu escolhi
Made it six million and one with your eyes closed
Fez seis milhões e um com os olhos fechados
The blindfold cold, so you can feel the wrath
A venda fria, então você pode sentir a ira
And shatter the glass and second half on your funky ass
E estilhaçar o vidro e a segunda metade na sua bunda funky
And, yo, my man (Tical) hit me now
E, yo, meu mano (Tical) me acerte agora
Bitches used to play me now they can't forget me now
As vadias costumavam me jogar agora elas não podem me esquecer agora
They get me mad, I rock the spot, check Glock
Elas me deixam louco, eu arraso o local, confiro a Glock
Empty off a licking off a hip-hop
Esvazie dando uma lambida no hip-hop
Fuck the Billboard, I'm a bullet on my block
Foda-se a Billboard, eu sou uma bala no meu quarteirão
How you dope when you paid for your Billboard spot?
Como você é legal quando você pagou pelo seu lugar na Billboard?
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Olhe para o céu, é um pássaro, é um avião
It's the Funk Doctor Spot smoking buddha on a train
É o Funk Doctor Spot fumando buddha em um trem
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
Quão alto? Tão alto que eu posso beijar o céu
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick (uh)
Quão doente? Tão doente que você pode chupar meu pau (uh)
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Olhe para o céu é um pássaro é um avião
Recognize Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed
Reconheça Johnny Blaze, não mudou nada
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
Quão alto? Tão alto que eu posso beijar o céu
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick
Quão doente? Tão doente que você pode chupar meu pau
'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home
Até meu mano Raider Ruckus voltar para casa
It ain't really on 'til the Ruckus get, home
Não está realmente ligado até o Ruckus chegar em casa
Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone
Fume um osso de metanfetamina, agora estou indo para a zona vermelha
We don't need your dirt weed, we got our fucking own
Não precisamos da sua erva suja, temos a nossa própria
Check it, I wreaks havoc with my hectic
Confira, eu causo estragos com o meu agitado
Bring the Pain lyrics, screaming for the antiseptic
Traga as letras da dor, gritando pelo antisséptico
Moving on your left, kid, and I'm Method
Movendo-se à sua esquerda, garoto, e eu sou o Método
Out my fucking dome piece, plus I got no love for the beast
Fora da minha maldita cabeça, além disso, eu não tenho amor pela besta
Hailing from the big East Coast, where niggas pack toast
Vindo da grande costa leste, onde os manos empacotam torradas
Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats
Lar dos reis da droga e dos corta-gargantas
Hey boy, you the rude boy on the block
Ei garoto, você é o rude boy no quarteirão
You try to stop the bum rush, you will get popped
Você tenta parar a investida, você vai levar um tiro
As I run a mile with a racist
Enquanto eu corro uma milha com um racista
My style was born in the pissy staircases
Meu estilo nasceu nas escadas mijadas
Dig it, F a rap critic
Entenda, F um crítico de rap
He talk about it while I live it
Ele fala sobre isso enquanto eu vivo
If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it
Se Red tem o blunt, eu sou o segundo a acertar
Look up in the, I got the verbs, nouns and Glocks in ya
Olhe para cima, eu tenho os verbos, substantivos e Glocks em você
Enter the center, lyrics bang like Ricochet Rabbit
Entre no centro, letras batem como Ricochet Rabbit
I brings havoc with an AK 'matic, rolling blunts an all day habit
Eu trago o caos com um AK 'matic, enrolando blunts o dia todo
I get it on like Smith & Wes', who clique's the best?
Eu entro como Smith & Wes', qual clique é o melhor?
Punks take a sip and test, who splits your vest?
Punks dão um gole e testam, quem divide seu colete?
The funk phenomenon, I'm bombing you like Lebanon (blow canal)
O fenômeno do funk, eu estou bombardeando você como o Líbano (sopra o canal)
Blow canals of Panama just off stamina
Sopro canais do Panamá apenas por resistência
Style's not to be fucked with or played with
O estilo não é para ser fodido ou brincado
Fuck them pretty hoes, I love those Section 8 Bitches
Foda-se as vadias bonitas, eu amo aquelas vadias da Seção 8
Hitting switches, twisting wigs with
Acertando switches, torcendo perucas com
Fat radical mathematical type scriptures
Escrituras matemáticas radicais e gordas
I dig up in your planets like Diga', boo
Eu cavo em seus planetas como Diga', boo
Scared you, blew you to smithereens
Assustei você, explodi você em pedacinhos
Fuck the Marines, I got machines
Foda-se os Marines, eu tenho máquinas
That like to spit and read Mad Magazine
Que gostam de cuspir e ler Mad Magazine
I fly more heads than Continental
Eu voo mais cabeças do que a Continental
Wreck ya five times like U.S. Air off an instrumental
Destrua você cinco vezes como a U.S. Air em um instrumental
Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks
Olha, eu não sou um meio ladrão com aparência ruim
But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks
Mas eu posso matar seu caso como se seu nome fosse Cal Brooks
I breaks 'em off proper
Eu quebro eles de maneira adequada
Ask Biggie Smalls who shot ya
Pergunte a Biggie Smalls quem te atirou
Funk Doctor with the 12-gauge Mossberg
Funk Doctor com a 12-gauge Mossberg
Look I got the tools like Rickle
Olha, eu tenho as ferramentas como Rickle
To make your mind tickle (yo, Red)
Para fazer sua mente cócegas (yo, Red)
For the nine nickel
Para a moeda de nove centavos
Yo, Red (bitch-ass), yo, Red
Yo, Red (vadia), yo, Red
Punk-ass, pussy-ass
Bunda de punk, bunda de bichano
You ain't got the say no more, man
Você não precisa dizer mais nada, mano
That's it, man (word up, man)
Isso é tudo, mano (palavra acima, mano)
We out, it's over
Nós saímos, acabou
Silly-ass niggas
Manos bobos
Takin' it from the top? (Top)
¿Lo tomamos desde el principio? (Principio)
Tippy? (tippy)
¿Tippy? (Tippy)
Come on, my people
Vamos, mi gente
Sing it, daddy
Cántalo, papá
Hey (ooh-wee)
Hey (ooh-wee)
We rock
Nosotros rockeamos
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ja (ah), ja ja
Ha ha (aha)
Ja ja (aja)
Taking my mind where it's never gone before
Llevando mi mente donde nunca ha ido antes
And so like a mushroom in cow shit
Y así como un hongo en mierda de vaca
And I'm taking it just to get the ultimate high, baby
Y lo estoy tomando solo para conseguir el máximo subidón, bebé
The ultimate high, ohh
El máximo subidón, ohh
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Perdóname mientras beso el cielo
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full a rye
Canta una canción de seis peniques, un bolsillo lleno de centeno
Who the fuck wanna die for their culture?
¿Quién diablos quiere morir por su cultura?
Stalk the dead body like a vulture, Ticalion, hmm
Acecha el cadáver como un buitre, Ticalion, hmm
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Más negro que tu semental más negro
Hit your housing projects
Golpea tus proyectos de vivienda
I represent yo' Shaolin, my nigga
Yo represento tu Shaolin, mi negro
Now yes, Apocalypse now, the gun pow
Ahora sí, Apocalipsis ahora, la pólvora
It be going down, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
Está bajando, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse
Mientras los planetas y las estrellas y las lunas colapsan
When I raise my trigger finger all y'all niggas hit the deck
Cuando levanto mi dedo gatillo todos ustedes negros se tiran al suelo
'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore
Porque no hay necesidad de eso, estafadores y hardcore
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
Crudo hasta el suelo, crudo como Reservoir Dogs
The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
El Bandido de Ojos Verdes no lo soporta
With more fruitier loops than that Toucan Sam bitch
Con más loops frutales que esa perra de Toucan Sam
Plus the Bombazee got me wide
Además, el Bombazee me tiene amplio
Fucking with us
Joder con nosotros
Is a straight suicide
Es un suicidio directo
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Diez, nueve, ocho, siete, seis, cinco, cuatro
Three, two, murder one lyric at your door
Tres, dos, asesinato una letra en tu puerta
Tical bring it to that ass raw
Tical lo trae a ese culo crudo
Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
Rompiendo todas las reglas como mandíbulas de cristal
Nigga, you got to get mines to get yours
Negro, tienes que conseguir lo mío para conseguir lo tuyo
Fucka, we don't need no rap tour
Joder, no necesitamos ninguna gira de rap
I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture
Prefiero dar los hechos y atraparte con el rap-ture
More than you bargained for
Más de lo que esperabas
Tical, I stays open like an all night store (yeah, yeah, ah)
Tical, me mantengo abierto como una tienda abierta toda la noche (sí, sí, ah)
For real I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
De verdad, lo mantengo enfermo como un pedazo de acero azul
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill
Apuntado a tu templo con la intención de matar
And end your existence, M-E-T
Y terminar tu existencia, M-E-T
Ain't no use for resistance, H-O-D
No sirve de nada resistirse, H-O-D
I bees the ultimate rush to any nigga on dust
Soy el máximo subidón para cualquier negro en polvo
The Egyptian Musk used to have me pull mad sluts
El Musk egipcio solía hacerme tirar de locas zorras
I shift like a clutch with the Ruck
Cambio como un embrague con el Ruck
Examine my nuts, I don't stop 'til I get enough
Examina mis nueces, no paro hasta que tengo suficiente
Your shit broke down, light your flare
Tu mierda se rompió, enciende tu bengala
Since the dark side tears you into Hollywood Squares
Desde que el lado oscuro te desgarra en Hollywood Squares
Six million ways to die, so I chose
Seis millones de formas de morir, así que elegí
Made it six million and one with your eyes closed
Lo hice seis millones y uno con los ojos cerrados
The blindfold cold, so you can feel the wrath
La venda fría, para que puedas sentir la ira
And shatter the glass and second half on your funky ass
Y romper el cristal y la segunda mitad en tu culo funky
And, yo, my man (Tical) hit me now
Y, yo, mi hombre (Tical) me golpea ahora
Bitches used to play me now they can't forget me now
Las perras solían jugarme ahora no pueden olvidarme ahora
They get me mad, I rock the spot, check Glock
Me enfadan, rockeo el lugar, reviso Glock
Empty off a licking off a hip-hop
Vacío después de lamer el hip-hop
Fuck the Billboard, I'm a bullet on my block
Joder el Billboard, soy una bala en mi bloque
How you dope when you paid for your Billboard spot?
¿Cómo eres dope cuando pagaste por tu lugar en Billboard?
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Mira en el cielo, es un pájaro, es un avión
It's the Funk Doctor Spot smoking buddha on a train
Es el Doctor Spot Funk fumando buddha en un tren
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
¿Qué tan alto? Tan alto que puedo besar el cielo
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick (uh)
¿Qué tan enfermo? Tan enfermo que puedes chupar mi pene (uh)
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Mira en el cielo es un pájaro es un avión
Recognize Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed
Reconoce a Johnny Blaze, no ha cambiado nada
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
¿Qué tan alto? Tan alto que puedo besar el cielo
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick
¿Qué tan enfermo? Tan enfermo que puedes chupar mi pene
'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home
Hasta que mi hombre Raider Ruckus vuelva a casa
It ain't really on 'til the Ruckus get, home
No está realmente encendido hasta que Ruckus llegue a casa
Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone
Fuma un hueso de metanfetamina, ahora me voy a la zona roja
We don't need your dirt weed, we got our fucking own
No necesitamos tu mala hierba, tenemos la nuestra
Check it, I wreaks havoc with my hectic
Míralo, causo estragos con mi agitado
Bring the Pain lyrics, screaming for the antiseptic
Trae las letras de Pain, gritando por el antiséptico
Moving on your left, kid, and I'm Method
Moviendo a tu izquierda, chico, y soy Method
Out my fucking dome piece, plus I got no love for the beast
Fuera de mi maldita cabeza, además no tengo amor por la bestia
Hailing from the big East Coast, where niggas pack toast
Viniendo de la gran costa este, donde los negros empacan tostadas
Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats
Hogar de los reyes de la droga y los degolladores
Hey boy, you the rude boy on the block
Oye chico, eres el chico rudo del bloque
You try to stop the bum rush, you will get popped
Intentas detener la avalancha, te dispararán
As I run a mile with a racist
Mientras corro una milla con un racista
My style was born in the pissy staircases
Mi estilo nació en las escaleras sucias
Dig it, F a rap critic
Cógelo, F un crítico de rap
He talk about it while I live it
Él habla de ello mientras yo lo vivo
If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it
Si Red tiene el blunt, soy el segundo en golpearlo
Look up in the, I got the verbs, nouns and Glocks in ya
Mira en el, tengo los verbos, sustantivos y Glocks en ti
Enter the center, lyrics bang like Ricochet Rabbit
Entra al centro, las letras golpean como Ricochet Rabbit
I brings havoc with an AK 'matic, rolling blunts an all day habit
Causo estragos con un AK 'matic, rodando blunts es un hábito de todo el día
I get it on like Smith & Wes', who clique's the best?
Lo hago como Smith & Wes', ¿quién es el mejor?
Punks take a sip and test, who splits your vest?
Los punkies toman un sorbo y prueban, ¿quién divide tu chaleco?
The funk phenomenon, I'm bombing you like Lebanon (blow canal)
El fenómeno del funk, te estoy bombardeando como Líbano (sopla canal)
Blow canals of Panama just off stamina
Sopla canales de Panamá solo por resistencia
Style's not to be fucked with or played with
El estilo no se debe joder ni jugar con él
Fuck them pretty hoes, I love those Section 8 Bitches
Joder a las bonitas putas, amo a esas zorras de la Sección 8
Hitting switches, twisting wigs with
Golpeando interruptores, retorciendo pelucas con
Fat radical mathematical type scriptures
Escrituras de tipo matemático radical y gordo
I dig up in your planets like Diga', boo
Cavo en tus planetas como Diga', boo
Scared you, blew you to smithereens
Te asusté, te volé en pedazos
Fuck the Marines, I got machines
Joder a los Marines, tengo máquinas
That like to spit and read Mad Magazine
Que les gusta escupir y leer Mad Magazine
I fly more heads than Continental
Vuelo más cabezas que Continental
Wreck ya five times like U.S. Air off an instrumental
Destroza tus cinco veces como U.S. Air con un instrumental
Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks
Mira, no soy un ladrón a medias con malas miradas
But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks
Pero puedo asesinar tu caso como si tu nombre fuera Cal Brooks
I breaks 'em off proper
Los rompo de manera adecuada
Ask Biggie Smalls who shot ya
Pregunta a Biggie Smalls quién te disparó
Funk Doctor with the 12-gauge Mossberg
Doctor Funk con la Mossberg de 12-gauge
Look I got the tools like Rickle
Mira, tengo las herramientas como Rickle
To make your mind tickle (yo, Red)
Para hacer cosquillas en tu mente (yo, Red)
For the nine nickel
Para el nueve níquel
Yo, Red (bitch-ass), yo, Red
Yo, Red (maricón), yo, Red
Punk-ass, pussy-ass
Maricón, coño
You ain't got the say no more, man
No tienes que decir nada más, hombre
That's it, man (word up, man)
Eso es, hombre (palabra arriba, hombre)
We out, it's over
Nos vamos, se acabó
Silly-ass niggas
Negros tontos
Takin' it from the top? (Top)
Le prendre du haut ? (Haut)
Tippy? (tippy)
Tippy ? (tippy)
Come on, my people
Allez, mes gens
Sing it, daddy
Chante-le, papa
Hey (ooh-wee)
Hey (ooh-wee)
We rock
Nous rockons
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha ha (aha)
Ha ha (aha)
Taking my mind where it's never gone before
Emmenant mon esprit là où il n'est jamais allé auparavant
And so like a mushroom in cow shit
Et donc comme un champignon dans de la merde de vache
And I'm taking it just to get the ultimate high, baby
Et je le prends juste pour obtenir le high ultime, bébé
The ultimate high, ohh
Le high ultime, ohh
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Excuse-moi pendant que j'embrasse le ciel
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full a rye
Chante une chanson de six sous, une poche pleine de seigle
Who the fuck wanna die for their culture?
Qui veut mourir pour leur culture ?
Stalk the dead body like a vulture, Ticalion, hmm
Traquer le cadavre comme un vautour, Ticalion, hmm
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Plus noir que votre étalon le plus noir
Hit your housing projects
Frappez vos projets de logement
I represent yo' Shaolin, my nigga
Je représente ton Shaolin, mon gars
Now yes, Apocalypse now, the gun pow
Maintenant oui, Apocalypse maintenant, la poudre de pistolet
It be going down, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
Ça descend, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse
Pendant que les planètes et les étoiles et les lunes s'effondrent
When I raise my trigger finger all y'all niggas hit the deck
Quand je lève mon doigt de gâchette, tous vous les gars vous couchez
'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore
Parce qu'il n'y a pas besoin de ça, les hustlers et le hardcore
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
Brut au sol, brut comme Reservoir Dogs
The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
Le Bandit aux Yeux Verts ne peut pas le supporter
With more fruitier loops than that Toucan Sam bitch
Avec plus de boucles fruitées que cette salope de Toucan Sam
Plus the Bombazee got me wide
De plus, le Bombazee me rend large
Fucking with us
Nous baiser avec
Is a straight suicide
C'est un suicide pur et simple
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Dix, neuf, huit, sept, six, cinq, quatre
Three, two, murder one lyric at your door
Trois, deux, un meurtre à votre porte
Tical bring it to that ass raw
Tical l'apporte à ton cul brut
Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
Brisant toutes les règles comme des mâchoires de verre
Nigga, you got to get mines to get yours
Négro, tu dois obtenir le mien pour obtenir le tien
Fucka, we don't need no rap tour
Baiseur, nous n'avons pas besoin de tournée de rap
I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture
Je préfère donner les faits et te surprendre avec le rap-ture
More than you bargained for
Plus que ce que tu as négocié
Tical, I stays open like an all night store (yeah, yeah, ah)
Tical, je reste ouvert comme une épicerie ouverte toute la nuit (ouais, ouais, ah)
For real I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
Pour de vrai, je le garde malade comme un morceau d'acier bleu
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill
Pointé à ton temple avec l'intention de tuer
And end your existence, M-E-T
Et mettre fin à ton existence, M-E-T
Ain't no use for resistance, H-O-D
Il n'y a pas d'utilité pour la résistance, H-O-D
I bees the ultimate rush to any nigga on dust
Je suis le rush ultime pour n'importe quel négro sous poussière
The Egyptian Musk used to have me pull mad sluts
Le Musk égyptien me faisait tirer des salopes folles
I shift like a clutch with the Ruck
Je change comme un embrayage avec le Ruck
Examine my nuts, I don't stop 'til I get enough
Examine mes noix, je ne m'arrête pas jusqu'à ce que j'en aie assez
Your shit broke down, light your flare
Ta merde est en panne, allume ton fusée éclairante
Since the dark side tears you into Hollywood Squares
Depuis que le côté obscur te déchire en carrés d'Hollywood
Six million ways to die, so I chose
Six millions de façons de mourir, alors j'ai choisi
Made it six million and one with your eyes closed
J'en ai fait six millions et un avec les yeux fermés
The blindfold cold, so you can feel the wrath
Le bandeau est froid, alors tu peux sentir la colère
And shatter the glass and second half on your funky ass
Et briser le verre et la seconde moitié sur ton cul funky
And, yo, my man (Tical) hit me now
Et, yo, mon homme (Tical) me frappe maintenant
Bitches used to play me now they can't forget me now
Les salopes avaient l'habitude de me jouer, maintenant elles ne peuvent pas m'oublier
They get me mad, I rock the spot, check Glock
Elles me rendent fou, je rocke le spot, vérifie Glock
Empty off a licking off a hip-hop
Vide en léchant du hip-hop
Fuck the Billboard, I'm a bullet on my block
Baise le Billboard, je suis une balle sur mon bloc
How you dope when you paid for your Billboard spot?
Comment es-tu dope quand tu as payé pour ta place sur le Billboard ?
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Regarde dans le ciel, c'est un oiseau, c'est un avion
It's the Funk Doctor Spot smoking buddha on a train
C'est le Funk Doctor Spot qui fume du bouddha dans un train
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
À quelle hauteur ? Si haut que je peux embrasser le ciel
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick (uh)
À quel point ? Si malade que tu peux sucer ma bite (uh)
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Regarde dans le ciel c'est un oiseau c'est un avion
Recognize Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed
Reconnais Johnny Blaze, rien n'a changé
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
À quelle hauteur ? Si haut que je peux embrasser le ciel
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick
À quel point ? Si malade que tu peux sucer ma bite
'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home
Jusqu'à ce que mon homme Raider Ruckus rentre à la maison
It ain't really on 'til the Ruckus get, home
Ce n'est pas vraiment fini jusqu'à ce que le Ruckus rentre à la maison
Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone
Fume un os de méth, maintenant je suis dans la zone rouge
We don't need your dirt weed, we got our fucking own
Nous n'avons pas besoin de votre mauvaise herbe, nous avons notre propre putain
Check it, I wreaks havoc with my hectic
Regarde, je sème la panique avec mon hectique
Bring the Pain lyrics, screaming for the antiseptic
Apporte les paroles de la douleur, criant pour l'antiseptique
Moving on your left, kid, and I'm Method
Bouge sur ta gauche, gamin, et je suis Method
Out my fucking dome piece, plus I got no love for the beast
Hors de ma putain de tête, et je n'ai pas d'amour pour la bête
Hailing from the big East Coast, where niggas pack toast
Venant de la grande côte Est, où les négros portent un toast
Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats
Pays des barons de la drogue et des égorgeurs
Hey boy, you the rude boy on the block
Hé garçon, tu es le rude boy du quartier
You try to stop the bum rush, you will get popped
Tu essaies d'arrêter la ruée, tu te feras tirer dessus
As I run a mile with a racist
Alors que je cours un mile avec un raciste
My style was born in the pissy staircases
Mon style est né dans les escaliers pissants
Dig it, F a rap critic
Creuse-le, F un critique de rap
He talk about it while I live it
Il en parle pendant que je le vis
If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it
Si Red a le blunt, je suis le deuxième à le frapper
Look up in the, I got the verbs, nouns and Glocks in ya
Regarde dans le, j'ai les verbes, les noms et les Glocks en toi
Enter the center, lyrics bang like Ricochet Rabbit
Entre dans le centre, les paroles claquent comme Ricochet Rabbit
I brings havoc with an AK 'matic, rolling blunts an all day habit
Je sème la panique avec un AK 'matic, roulant des blunts toute la journée
I get it on like Smith & Wes', who clique's the best?
Je m'y mets comme Smith & Wes', qui clique le mieux ?
Punks take a sip and test, who splits your vest?
Les punks prennent une gorgée et testent, qui divise ton gilet ?
The funk phenomenon, I'm bombing you like Lebanon (blow canal)
Le phénomène funk, je te bombarde comme le Liban (souffle le canal)
Blow canals of Panama just off stamina
Souffle les canaux de Panama juste avec de l'endurance
Style's not to be fucked with or played with
Le style n'est pas à baiser ou à jouer avec
Fuck them pretty hoes, I love those Section 8 Bitches
Baise ces jolies putes, j'aime ces salopes de la Section 8
Hitting switches, twisting wigs with
Frapper des interrupteurs, tordre des perruques avec
Fat radical mathematical type scriptures
Des écritures de type mathématique radicales et grasses
I dig up in your planets like Diga', boo
Je creuse dans tes planètes comme Diga', boo
Scared you, blew you to smithereens
Je t'ai effrayé, je t'ai explosé en miettes
Fuck the Marines, I got machines
Baise les Marines, j'ai des machines
That like to spit and read Mad Magazine
Qui aiment cracher et lire Mad Magazine
I fly more heads than Continental
Je vole plus de têtes que Continental
Wreck ya five times like U.S. Air off an instrumental
Je te détruis cinq fois comme U.S. Air sur un instrumental
Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks
Regarde, je ne suis pas un escroc à moitié avec de mauvais looks
But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks
Mais je peux assassiner ton cas comme si ton nom était Cal Brooks
I breaks 'em off proper
Je les casse correctement
Ask Biggie Smalls who shot ya
Demande à Biggie Smalls qui t'a tiré dessus
Funk Doctor with the 12-gauge Mossberg
Funk Doctor avec le Mossberg de 12 calibres
Look I got the tools like Rickle
Regarde, j'ai les outils comme Rickle
To make your mind tickle (yo, Red)
Pour faire chatouiller ton esprit (yo, Red)
For the nine nickel
Pour le neuf nickel
Yo, Red (bitch-ass), yo, Red
Yo, Red (salope), yo, Red
Punk-ass, pussy-ass
Punk-ass, pussy-ass
You ain't got the say no more, man
Tu n'as pas à dire plus, mec
That's it, man (word up, man)
C'est fini, mec (mot en haut, mec)
We out, it's over
On se casse, c'est fini
Silly-ass niggas
Négros stupides
Takin' it from the top? (Top)
Prendendolo dall'inizio? (Inizio)
Tippy? (tippy)
Tippy? (tippy)
Come on, my people
Andiamo, miei amici
Sing it, daddy
Cantalo, papà
Hey (ooh-wee)
Ehi (ooh-wee)
We rock
Noi rock
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha ha (aha)
Ha ha (aha)
Taking my mind where it's never gone before
Portando la mia mente dove non è mai stata prima
And so like a mushroom in cow shit
E così come un fungo nella merda di mucca
And I'm taking it just to get the ultimate high, baby
E lo sto prendendo solo per ottenere l'alta definitiva, baby
The ultimate high, ohh
L'alta definitiva, ohh
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Scusami mentre bacio il cielo
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full a rye
Canta una canzone di sei pence, una tasca piena di segale
Who the fuck wanna die for their culture?
Chi diavolo vuole morire per la loro cultura?
Stalk the dead body like a vulture, Ticalion, hmm
Insegue il cadavere come un avvoltoio, Ticalion, hmm
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Più nero del tuo stallone più nero
Hit your housing projects
Colpisci i tuoi progetti di alloggi
I represent yo' Shaolin, my nigga
Rappresento il tuo Shaolin, mio nigga
Now yes, Apocalypse now, the gun pow
Ora sì, Apocalypse now, la polvere da sparo
It be going down, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
Sta andando giù, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse
Mentre i pianeti e le stelle e le lune crollano
When I raise my trigger finger all y'all niggas hit the deck
Quando alzo il mio dito grilletto tutti voi niggas colpite il ponte
'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore
Perché non c'è bisogno di quello, trafficanti e hardcore
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
Crudo fino al pavimento, crudo come Reservoir Dogs
The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
Il Bandito dagli Occhi Verdi non può sopportarlo
With more fruitier loops than that Toucan Sam bitch
Con più loop fruttati di quella cagna di Toucan Sam
Plus the Bombazee got me wide
Inoltre, il Bombazee mi ha allargato
Fucking with us
Fottendo con noi
Is a straight suicide
È un suicidio diretto
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Dieci, nove, otto, sette, sei, cinque, quattro
Three, two, murder one lyric at your door
Tre, due, omicidio una lirica alla tua porta
Tical bring it to that ass raw
Tical lo porta a quel culo crudo
Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
Rompendo tutte le regole come mascelle di vetro
Nigga, you got to get mines to get yours
Nigga, devi ottenere il mio per ottenere il tuo
Fucka, we don't need no rap tour
Fottuto, non abbiamo bisogno di nessun tour rap
I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture
Preferirei dire i fatti e prenderti con il rap-ture
More than you bargained for
Più di quanto tu abbia contrattato
Tical, I stays open like an all night store (yeah, yeah, ah)
Tical, rimango aperto come un negozio aperto tutta la notte (sì, sì, ah)
For real I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
Per davvero lo tengo malato come un pezzo di acciaio blu
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill
Puntato al tuo tempio con l'intento di uccidere
And end your existence, M-E-T
E termina la tua esistenza, M-E-T
Ain't no use for resistance, H-O-D
Non c'è bisogno di resistenza, H-O-D
I bees the ultimate rush to any nigga on dust
Io sono la massima corsa per qualsiasi nigga sulla polvere
The Egyptian Musk used to have me pull mad sluts
Il Musk egiziano mi faceva tirare pazzi puttane
I shift like a clutch with the Ruck
Mi sposto come una frizione con il Ruck
Examine my nuts, I don't stop 'til I get enough
Esamina le mie noci, non mi fermo finché non ne ho abbastanza
Your shit broke down, light your flare
La tua merda si è rotta, accendi il tuo flare
Since the dark side tears you into Hollywood Squares
Dato che il lato oscuro ti strappa in Hollywood Squares
Six million ways to die, so I chose
Sei milioni di modi per morire, quindi ho scelto
Made it six million and one with your eyes closed
L'ho reso sei milioni e uno con gli occhi chiusi
The blindfold cold, so you can feel the wrath
La benda fredda, così puoi sentire l'ira
And shatter the glass and second half on your funky ass
E frantuma il vetro e la seconda metà sul tuo culo funky
And, yo, my man (Tical) hit me now
E, yo, il mio uomo (Tical) mi colpisce ora
Bitches used to play me now they can't forget me now
Le puttane usavano giocare con me ora non possono dimenticarmi ora
They get me mad, I rock the spot, check Glock
Mi fanno arrabbiare, scuoto il posto, controllo Glock
Empty off a licking off a hip-hop
Vuoto fuori da un leccare fuori un hip-hop
Fuck the Billboard, I'm a bullet on my block
Fanculo la Billboard, sono un proiettile nel mio blocco
How you dope when you paid for your Billboard spot?
Come fai a essere drogato quando hai pagato per il tuo posto in Billboard?
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Guarda in cielo, è un uccello, è un aereo
It's the Funk Doctor Spot smoking buddha on a train
È il Funk Doctor Spot che fuma buddha su un treno
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
Quanto alto? Così alto che posso baciare il cielo
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick (uh)
Quanto malato? Così malato che puoi succhiare il mio cazzo (uh)
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Guarda in cielo è un uccello è un aereo
Recognize Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed
Riconosci Johnny Blaze, non è cambiato un dannato
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
Quanto alto? Così alto che posso baciare il cielo
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick
Quanto malato? Così malato che puoi succhiare il mio cazzo
'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home
Fino a quando il mio uomo Raider Ruckus torna a casa
It ain't really on 'til the Ruckus get, home
Non è davvero acceso fino a quando Ruckus arriva, a casa
Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone
Fuma un osso di metanfetamina, ora sono fuori nella zona rossa
We don't need your dirt weed, we got our fucking own
Non abbiamo bisogno della tua erba sporca, abbiamo il nostro cazzo
Check it, I wreaks havoc with my hectic
Controllalo, faccio strage con il mio frenetico
Bring the Pain lyrics, screaming for the antiseptic
Porta le liriche del dolore, urlando per l'antisettico
Moving on your left, kid, and I'm Method
Muovendomi sulla tua sinistra, ragazzo, e sono Method
Out my fucking dome piece, plus I got no love for the beast
Fuori dalla mia cazzo di testa, più non ho amore per la bestia
Hailing from the big East Coast, where niggas pack toast
Proveniente dalla grande costa est, dove i niggas impacchettano il toast
Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats
Casa dei re della droga e dei tagliagole
Hey boy, you the rude boy on the block
Ehi ragazzo, sei il rude boy del blocco
You try to stop the bum rush, you will get popped
Cerchi di fermare la corsa, verrai sparato
As I run a mile with a racist
Mentre corro un miglio con un razzista
My style was born in the pissy staircases
Il mio stile è nato nelle scale puzzolenti di piscio
Dig it, F a rap critic
Scavalo, F un critico rap
He talk about it while I live it
Lui ne parla mentre io lo vivo
If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it
Se Red ha il blunt, sono il secondo a colpirlo
Look up in the, I got the verbs, nouns and Glocks in ya
Guarda nel cielo, ho i verbi, i sostantivi e i Glocks in te
Enter the center, lyrics bang like Ricochet Rabbit
Entra nel centro, le liriche fanno rumore come Ricochet Rabbit
I brings havoc with an AK 'matic, rolling blunts an all day habit
Porto il caos con un AK 'matic, rotolando blunts un'abitudine di tutto il giorno
I get it on like Smith & Wes', who clique's the best?
Lo prendo come Smith & Wes', quale clique è la migliore?
Punks take a sip and test, who splits your vest?
I punk fanno un sorso e test, chi divide il tuo giubbotto?
The funk phenomenon, I'm bombing you like Lebanon (blow canal)
Il fenomeno del funk, ti sto bombardando come il Libano (soffia canale)
Blow canals of Panama just off stamina
Soffia i canali di Panama solo per resistenza
Style's not to be fucked with or played with
Lo stile non deve essere fottuto o giocato con
Fuck them pretty hoes, I love those Section 8 Bitches
Fanculo quelle belle puttane, amo quelle puttane della Sezione 8
Hitting switches, twisting wigs with
Colpendo interruttori, torcendo parrucche con
Fat radical mathematical type scriptures
Scritture grasse radicali matematiche di tipo
I dig up in your planets like Diga', boo
Scavo nei tuoi pianeti come Diga', boo
Scared you, blew you to smithereens
Ti ho spaventato, ti ho fatto saltare in aria
Fuck the Marines, I got machines
Fanculo i Marines, ho macchine
That like to spit and read Mad Magazine
Che amano sputare e leggere Mad Magazine
I fly more heads than Continental
Volo più teste di Continental
Wreck ya five times like U.S. Air off an instrumental
Rovina cinque volte come U.S. Air su un strumentale
Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks
Guarda, non sono un mezzo criminale con brutti sguardi
But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks
Ma potrei uccidere il tuo caso come se il tuo nome fosse Cal Brooks
I breaks 'em off proper
Li rompo in modo corretto
Ask Biggie Smalls who shot ya
Chiedi a Biggie Smalls chi ti ha sparato
Funk Doctor with the 12-gauge Mossberg
Funk Doctor con il 12-gauge Mossberg
Look I got the tools like Rickle
Guarda, ho gli strumenti come Rickle
To make your mind tickle (yo, Red)
Per far solleticare la tua mente (yo, Red)
For the nine nickel
Per il nove nickel
Yo, Red (bitch-ass), yo, Red
Yo, Red (stronzo), yo, Red
Punk-ass, pussy-ass
Stronzo, figa
You ain't got the say no more, man
Non devi dire niente di più, uomo
That's it, man (word up, man)
È finita, uomo (parola su, uomo)
We out, it's over
Siamo fuori, è finito
Silly-ass niggas
Niggas stupidi
Takin' it from the top? (Top)
Mengambilnya dari atas? (Atas)
Tippy? (tippy)
Tippy? (tippy)
Come on, my people
Ayo, orang-orangku
Sing it, daddy
Nyanyikan, ayah
Hey (ooh-wee)
Hei (ooh-wee)
We rock
Kita mengguncang
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha ha (aha)
Ha ha (aha)
Taking my mind where it's never gone before
Membawa pikiranku ke tempat yang belum pernah sebelumnya
And so like a mushroom in cow shit
Dan seperti jamur di kotoran sapi
And I'm taking it just to get the ultimate high, baby
Dan aku mengambilnya hanya untuk mendapatkan kepuasan tertinggi, sayang
The ultimate high, ohh
Kepuasan tertinggi, ohh
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Permisi saat aku mencium langit
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full a rye
Nyanyikan lagu enam sen, saku penuh dengan gandum
Who the fuck wanna die for their culture?
Siapa yang sialan ingin mati demi budayanya?
Stalk the dead body like a vulture, Ticalion, hmm
Menguntit mayat seperti burung nasar, Ticalion, hmm
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Lebih hitam dari kuda hitam terhitammu
Hit your housing projects
Menyerang proyek perumahanmu
I represent yo' Shaolin, my nigga
Aku mewakili Shaolinmu, temanku
Now yes, Apocalypse now, the gun pow
Sekarang ya, Kiamat sekarang, bubuk senjata
It be going down, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
Itu akan terjadi, diggy diggy down, diggy down down
While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse
Sementara planet dan bintang serta bulan runtuh
When I raise my trigger finger all y'all niggas hit the deck
Saat aku mengangkat jari pelatukku semua kalian niggas berbaring
'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore
Karena tidak perlu untuk itu, para penipu dan hardcore
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
Mentah sampai ke lantai, mentah seperti Reservoir Dogs
The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
Bandit Bermata Hijau tidak tahan
With more fruitier loops than that Toucan Sam bitch
Dengan lebih banyak loop buah daripada jalang Toucan Sam itu
Plus the Bombazee got me wide
Plus Bombazee membuatku lebar
Fucking with us
Bercanda dengan kami
Is a straight suicide
Adalah bunuh diri yang nyata
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Sepuluh, sembilan, delapan, tujuh, enam, lima, empat
Three, two, murder one lyric at your door
Tiga, dua, membunuh satu lirik di depan pintumu
Tical bring it to that ass raw
Tical membawanya ke pantatmu secara mentah
Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
Memecahkan semua aturan seperti rahang kaca
Nigga, you got to get mines to get yours
Nigga, kamu harus mendapatkan milikku untuk mendapatkan milikmu
Fucka, we don't need no rap tour
Sialan, kita tidak perlu tur rap
I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture
Aku lebih suka menyampaikan fakta dan menangkapmu dengan rap-ture
More than you bargained for
Lebih dari yang kamu tawar
Tical, I stays open like an all night store (yeah, yeah, ah)
Tical, aku tetap terbuka seperti toko sepanjang malam (ya, ya, ah)
For real I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
Sungguh aku menjaganya sakit seperti sepotong baja biru
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill
Ditujukan ke kuilmu dengan niat untuk membunuh
And end your existence, M-E-T
Dan mengakhiri keberadaanmu, M-E-T
Ain't no use for resistance, H-O-D
Tidak ada gunanya untuk perlawanan, H-O-D
I bees the ultimate rush to any nigga on dust
Aku adalah dorongan utama untuk setiap nigga di debu
The Egyptian Musk used to have me pull mad sluts
Musk Mesir dulu membuatku menarik banyak pelacur
I shift like a clutch with the Ruck
Aku bergeser seperti kopling dengan Ruck
Examine my nuts, I don't stop 'til I get enough
Periksa kacangku, aku tidak berhenti sampai aku puas
Your shit broke down, light your flare
Barangmu rusak, nyalakan flaremu
Since the dark side tears you into Hollywood Squares
Karena sisi gelap menyeretmu ke Hollywood Squares
Six million ways to die, so I chose
Enam juta cara untuk mati, jadi aku memilih
Made it six million and one with your eyes closed
Membuatnya enam juta satu dengan matamu tertutup
The blindfold cold, so you can feel the wrath
Penutup mata dingin, sehingga kamu bisa merasakan kemarahan
And shatter the glass and second half on your funky ass
Dan memecahkan kaca dan paruh kedua di pantat funky-mu
And, yo, my man (Tical) hit me now
Dan, yo, temanku (Tical) pukul aku sekarang
Bitches used to play me now they can't forget me now
Pelacur dulu memainkanku sekarang mereka tidak bisa melupakanku sekarang
They get me mad, I rock the spot, check Glock
Mereka membuatku marah, aku mengguncang tempat itu, periksa Glock
Empty off a licking off a hip-hop
Mengosongkan dari menjilat dari hip-hop
Fuck the Billboard, I'm a bullet on my block
Bercinta dengan Billboard, aku peluru di blokku
How you dope when you paid for your Billboard spot?
Bagaimana kamu keren saat kamu membayar untuk tempat Billboard-mu?
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Lihat ke langit, itu burung, itu pesawat
It's the Funk Doctor Spot smoking buddha on a train
Ini Dokter Funk Spot merokok buddha di kereta
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
Seberapa tinggi? Sangat tinggi sehingga aku bisa mencium langit
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick (uh)
Seberapa sakit? Sangat sakit sehingga kamu bisa mengisap kontolku (uh)
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Lihat ke langit itu burung itu pesawat
Recognize Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed
Kenali Johnny Blaze, tidak ada yang berubah
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
Seberapa tinggi? Sangat tinggi sehingga aku bisa mencium langit
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick
Seberapa sakit? Sangat sakit sehingga kamu bisa mengisap kontolku
'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home
Sampai temanku Raider Ruckus pulang
It ain't really on 'til the Ruckus get, home
Ini tidak benar-benar terjadi sampai Ruckus pulang
Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone
Puff tulang meth, sekarang aku pergi ke zona merah
We don't need your dirt weed, we got our fucking own
Kita tidak membutuhkan gulma kotoranmu, kita punya sendiri
Check it, I wreaks havoc with my hectic
Periksa, aku membuat kekacauan dengan hektikku
Bring the Pain lyrics, screaming for the antiseptic
Membawa lirik Pain, berteriak untuk antiseptik
Moving on your left, kid, and I'm Method
Bergerak di kirimu, nak, dan aku Method
Out my fucking dome piece, plus I got no love for the beast
Keluar dari kepala sialanku, plus aku tidak punya cinta untuk binatang buas
Hailing from the big East Coast, where niggas pack toast
Berteriak dari Pantai Timur besar, di mana niggas membawa roti panggang
Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats
Rumah para raja narkoba dan pembunuh kejam
Hey boy, you the rude boy on the block
Hei nak, kamu anak nakal di blok
You try to stop the bum rush, you will get popped
Kamu mencoba menghentikan serbuan mendadak, kamu akan ditembak
As I run a mile with a racist
Saat aku berlari satu mil dengan seorang rasis
My style was born in the pissy staircases
Gaya saya lahir di tangga berair kencing
Dig it, F a rap critic
Gali itu, F kritikus rap
He talk about it while I live it
Dia berbicara tentang itu sementara aku menjalaninya
If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it
Jika Red mendapatkan blunt, aku yang kedua memukulnya
Look up in the, I got the verbs, nouns and Glocks in ya
Lihat ke atas, aku mendapatkan kata benda, kata kerja, dan Glocks di ya
Enter the center, lyrics bang like Ricochet Rabbit
Masuki pusatnya, lirik meledak seperti Ricochet Rabbit
I brings havoc with an AK 'matic, rolling blunts an all day habit
Aku membawa kekacauan dengan AK 'matic, menggulung blunts kebiasaan sepanjang hari
I get it on like Smith & Wes', who clique's the best?
Aku melakukannya seperti Smith & Wes', siapa kru terbaik?
Punks take a sip and test, who splits your vest?
Punk ambil tegukan dan tes, siapa yang membelah rompimu?
The funk phenomenon, I'm bombing you like Lebanon (blow canal)
Fenomena funk, aku membom kamu seperti Lebanon (ledakan kanal)
Blow canals of Panama just off stamina
Meledakkan kanal Panama hanya karena stamina
Style's not to be fucked with or played with
Gaya tidak boleh diacuhkan atau main-main
Fuck them pretty hoes, I love those Section 8 Bitches
Bercinta dengan pelacur cantik itu, aku suka pelacur Bagian 8 itu
Hitting switches, twisting wigs with
Memukul saklar, memutar wig dengan
Fat radical mathematical type scriptures
Skrip matematika radikal yang gemuk
I dig up in your planets like Diga', boo
Aku menggali di planetmu seperti Diga', boo
Scared you, blew you to smithereens
Menakutimu, meledakkanmu menjadi serpihan
Fuck the Marines, I got machines
Bercinta dengan Marinir, aku punya mesin
That like to spit and read Mad Magazine
Yang suka meludah dan membaca Majalah Mad
I fly more heads than Continental
Aku terbang lebih banyak kepala daripada Continental
Wreck ya five times like U.S. Air off an instrumental
Merusak lima kali seperti U.S. Air dari instrumental
Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks
Lihat aku bukan penjahat setengah jalan dengan penampilan buruk
But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks
Tapi aku mungkin membunuh kasusmu seperti namamu adalah Cal Brooks
I breaks 'em off proper
Aku mematahkannya dengan benar
Ask Biggie Smalls who shot ya
Tanya Biggie Smalls siapa yang menembakmu
Funk Doctor with the 12-gauge Mossberg
Dokter Funk dengan Mossberg kaliber 12
Look I got the tools like Rickle
Lihat aku punya alat seperti Rickle
To make your mind tickle (yo, Red)
Untuk membuat pikiranmu tergelitik (yo, Red)
For the nine nickel
Untuk sembilan nikel
Yo, Red (bitch-ass), yo, Red
Yo, Red (bajingan), yo, Red
Punk-ass, pussy-ass
Bajingan, pussy-ass
You ain't got the say no more, man
Kamu tidak perlu mengatakan lagi, nak
That's it, man (word up, man)
Itu saja, nak (katakan, nak)
We out, it's over
Kita keluar, sudah selesai
Silly-ass niggas
Nak-nak bodoh