Gearrthóg Físe
Lyrics
Pluto
– Plútón
South of France, just drinkin’ mud, nigga
– Deisceart Na Fraince, díreach ag ól láibe, nigga
No matter how rich I get, I still feel like a hood nigga, Pluto
– Is cuma cé chomh saibhir a fhaighim, braithim fós mar chochall nigga, Plútón
Call back to the city, bullets flyin’
– Fill ar ais go baile átha cliath’
Posted on Front Street, start servin’ dimes
– Postáilte ar An Tsráid Tosaigh, tosaigh servin ‘ dimes
On the way to buy a square, re-rock, a nine
– Ar an mbealach chun cearnóg a cheannach, ath-charraig, naoi
I was in lil’ Mexico, once upon a time
– Bhí mé i lil ‘ Mexico uair amháin
I started off in these streets, young niggas dyin’
– Thosaigh mé amach ar na sráideanna seo, young niggas dyin’
I done seen a nigga get what’s supposed to come to him
– Chonaic mé nigga ag fáil an rud atá ceaptha teacht chuige
You catch a nigga off guard, you better run through him
– Glacann tú nigga as garda, is fearr duit rith tríd
All the good I manifested came true
– Tháinig an mhaith ar fad a léirigh mé fíor
Gotta talk about my dark days so you can see my light
– Gotta labhairt faoi mo laethanta dorcha ionas gur féidir leat a fheiceáil mo solas
Get distracted lookin’ at the ice, send the European on flights
– Faigh aird ar an oighear, seol Na Heorpa ar eitiltí
Try flyin’ in my rifle, all the foreigns came with a title
– Bain triail as flyin ‘ i mo raidhfil, tháinig na foreigns go léir le teideal
Some shit a nigga would’ve killed for, same things don’t excite us
– Roinnt cac a mharaigh nigga, ní spreagann rudaí céanna sinn
New level of life from a whole ‘nother perspective
– Leibhéal nua saoil ó pheirspictíocht iomlán
The trenches look a little different when you in the inside of the Spectre
– Breathnaíonn na trinsí beagán difriúil nuair a bhíonn tú taobh istigh den Spectre
The stars came in the door, that’s how I know this one is special
– Tháinig na réaltaí isteach sa doras, sin mar atá a fhios agam go bhfuil an ceann seo speisialta
Some things I can’t rap about, wish I knew this was my destiny
– Roinnt rudaí nach féidir liom rapáil fúthu, is mian liom go mbeadh a fhios agam gurbh é seo mo chinniúint
South of France, just drinkin’ mud, nigga
– Deisceart Na Fraince, díreach ag ól láibe, nigga
No matter how rich I get, I still feel like a hood nigga
– Is cuma cé chomh saibhir a fhaighim, braithim fós mar chochall nigga
South of France, just drinkin’ mud, nigga
– Deisceart Na Fraince, díreach ag ól láibe, nigga
No matter how far you go, you still gon’ find a hood nigga
– Is cuma cé chomh fada agus a théann tú, aimsíonn tú cochall nigga fós
