Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
My niggas be smokin’ on something loud, head to the clouds
– In-niggas tiegħi jpejpu fuq xi ħaġa qawwija, imorru lejn is-sħab
I ain’t been steppin’ out, tired of stickin’ out in the crowd
– Jien ma kontx steppin’barra, għajjien li noħroġ’barra fil-folla
This world is changin’ right in front of me
– Din id-dinja qed tinbidel’eżatt quddiemi
Gray hairs, I’m agin’ quicker than I thought I’d be
– Xagħar griż, jien għal darb’oħra’aktar malajr milli ħsibt li nkun
Straight up (Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up)
– Dritta’l fuq (Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq)
Straight up (Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up)
– Dritta’l fuq (Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq)
Straight up (Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up)
– Dritta’l fuq (Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq)
Straight up (Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up)
– Dritta’l fuq (Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq)
Please believe these flows teach egos
– Jekk jogħġbok believeen li dawn il flussi jgħallmu l egos
To freeze and then recede, I’m C4
– Biex tiffriża u mbagħad tonqos, jien Ċ4
Beneath your Jeep, the second you turn that keyhole
– Taħt Il-Jeep tiegħek, it-tieni iddawwar dik it-toqba tat-toqba
Then heat blows your weak flows right out the water
– Imbagħad daqqa tas sħana il flussi dgħajfa tiegħek dritt barra l ilma
The father, boy, I work smarter and harder
– Il-missier, tifel, naħdem aktar intelliġenti u aktar diffiċli
My style got a restraining order, don’t bother
– L-istil tiegħi kiseb ordni ta’trażżin, tinkwetax
I charter unseen territories in order
– Niċċarġja territorji li ma jidhrux fl ordni
To push it farther than you niggas had ever thought of
– Biex timbottaha aktar’il bogħod milli qatt ħsibt niggas
I caught a lotta murder charges, turned artists to martyrs
– Qbadt ħafnaakkużi ta’qtil, dawwart artisti lejn martri
When I rock, thot turns to goddess
– Meta nbandal, thot idur lejn alla
Fiends turn to kings, dreams turn to things tangible
– Fiends iduru lejn rejiet, il-ħolm idur għall-affarijiet tanġibbli
My hands are full with grands I pulled
– Idejja huma mimlijin grands ġibt
From stanzas, no, I can’t go slow, I’m Sandra Bull’
– Minn strofi, le, ma nistax immur bil-mod, jien Sandra Bull’
Either proceed with speed or don’t breathe
– Jew ipproċedi bil-ħeffa jew ma tieħu n-nifs
There’s no creed or color that won’t heed to the warning
– M’hemm l ebda twemmin jew kulur li ma jagħtix kas tat twissija
The planet’ll shake when I’m performing
– Il pjaneta tħawwad meta nkun qed nagħmel
Tectonic plates from a place where TECs on they waist
– Pjanċi tettoniċi minn post fejn Tke fuq qadd
So stay safe or get left with chest on your face
– Allura ibqa’sigur jew titħalla bis sider fuq wiċċek
As death waits for your last of breath
– Hekk kif il mewt tistenna l aħħar nifs tiegħek
I’ma pass the test, yes, I’m a master chef
– Jien ngħaddi mit-test, iva, jien kaptan
Want a taste, then pay for it
– Trid togħma, imbagħad tħallas għaliha
They claim they’re real, but they’re seldom straightforward
– Huma jsostnu li huma reali, iżda rari jkunu sempliċi
The pain I feel on my frame gets transmuted to a dangerous flame
– L uġigħ li nħoss fuq il qafas tiegħi jiġi trasmutat għal fjamma perikoluża
I spit fire at the devil while the angels sing
– Bżiq in nar lejn ix xitan waqt li l anġli jkantaw
The flow changed, but Jermaine’s the same, I’m plain jane
– Il-fluss inbidel, imma Jermaine hija l-istess, jien sempliċi jane
Not a chain on my neck, but shine like baguettes
– Mhux katina fuq għonqi, imma tiddi bħal baguettes
A shame, not a flex to rhyme like the rest
– Mistħija, mhux flex biex tirrima bħall-bqija
My mind’s quite depressed if I don’t write these
– Moħħi huwa pjuttost depress jekk ma niktebx dawn
I’m Spike Lee of the audio, back in my barrio
– Jien Spike Lee tal-awdjo, lura fil-barrio tiegħi
Parties got shot up, so I built up on my cardio
– Partijiet ltqajna sparatura up, so i mibnija fuq kardjo tiegħi
Dodge shells, collect coins like I’m Mario
– Dodge qxur, iġbor muniti bħal jien Mario
But this is not a gaming experience, I’m serious, nigga
– Iżda din mhix esperjenza tal-logħob, jien serju, nigga
Straight up (Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up)
– Dritta’l fuq (Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq)
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– Dritta’l fuq (Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq)
Straight up (Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up)
– Dritta’l fuq (Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq)
Straight up (Straight up, straight up, yeah)
– Dritta’l fuq (Dritta’L fuq, dritta’l fuq, iva)
My niggas be smokin’ on something loud, head to the clouds
– In-niggas tiegħi jpejpu fuq xi ħaġa qawwija, imorru lejn is-sħab
I ain’t been steppin’ out, tired of stickin’ out in the crowd
– Jien ma kontx steppin’barra, għajjien li noħroġ’barra fil-folla
This world is changin’ right in front of me
– Din id-dinja qed tinbidel’eżatt quddiemi
Gray hairs, I’m agin’ quicker than I thought I’d be
– Xagħar griż, jien għal darb’oħra’aktar malajr milli ħsibt li nkun
I’m that bass in your trunk, the bullet that missed Trump
– Jien dak il-bass fil-bagoll tiegħek, il-balal li tilef Lil Trump
The gun that jammed ’cause it seemed God had other plans
– Il-pistola li tiġġammja’għaliex Deher Li Alla kellu pjanijiet oħra
The Son of Man extendin’ his hand to Son of Sam
– L-Iben tal-Bniedem jestendi’idejh Lil Iben Sam
In forgiveness for all of the homicides we witnessed
– Fil maħfra għall omiċidji kollha li rajna
The overdramatized, the traumatized with sickness
– Id-drammatizzat iżżejjed, it-trawmatizzat bil – mard
Thrown in the pan and caramelized for richness
– Mitfugħ fit-taġen u karamelizzat għar-rikkezza
And served on a plate with sirloin steak
– U serva fuq platt bi steak tal-flett
To billionaires who don’t care the world’s gon’ break
– Lil biljunarji li ma jimpurtahomx mill-waqfa tad-dinja
Long as they make money off it, pain brings profit
– Sakemm jagħmlu l-flus minnha, l-uġigħ iġib profitt
One man gains it soon as the next man lost it
– Raġel wieħed jiksebha hekk kif ir raġel li jmiss tilefha
There’s a bridge you can walk to hear God talk
– Hemm pont li tistatimxi biex tisma’lil Alla jitkellem
But there are real slim odds a rich man crosses
– Iżda hemm odds irqaq reali raġel għani jaqsam
‘Cause greed is a poisonous seed, indeed
– ‘kawża ir-regħba hija żerriegħa velenuża, tabilħaqq
As it spreads like weeds through the mind’s apple trees
– Hekk kif tinfirex bħall ħaxix ħażin permezz tas siġar tat tuffieħ tal moħħ
I proceed with caution, and I’m not flossin’
– Nipproċedi b’kawtela, u jien mhux flossin’
Unlike some, I’m not defined by my fortune
– B’differenza minn xi wħud, jien mhux definit mill-fortuna tiegħi
I’m defined by rhymes, though I’m in my prime
– Jien definit minn rimi, għalkemm jien fl-aqwa tiegħi
There was times that I was down ’cause I’d thought I’d lost it
– Kien hemm żminijiet li kont nieqaf’għaliex ħsibt li tliftha
But no, lo and behold, as my poetry grows
– Imma le, ara, hekk kif il-poeżija tiegħi tikber
I give all glory to God as the story unfolds
– Nagħti l glorja Kollha Lil Alla hekk kif tiżvolġi l istorja
And the gray hairs that grow on my head will show
– U x-xagħar griż li jikber fuq rasi se juri
Ain’t no time limit to get it, you ain’t never too old
– Mhux l-ebda limitu ta’żmien biex tiksbu, int qatt ma tkun qadim wisq
So keep hold of your dream, no matter how it seems
– Allura żomm il – ħolma tiegħek, tkun kemm tidher
If you don’t water your lawn, well, then it won’t stay green
– Jekk ma tisqax il-lawn tiegħek, sew, allura ma tibqax ħadra
I seen babies turn fiends, addicted to the screen
– Rajt trabi jduru fiends, dipendenti fuq l-iskrin
That dad shares, cashiers replaced by machines
– Li dad ishma, kaxxiera sostitwiti minn magni
Don’t buy, subscribe so you can just stream
– Tixtrix, abbona sabiex tkun tista’sempliċement tixxandar
Your content like rent, you won’t own a thing
– Il-kontenut tiegħek bħall – kera, ma jkollokx xi ħaġa
Before long, all the songs the whole world sings
– Qabel twil, il-kanzunetti kollha li tkanta d-dinja kollha
Will be generated by latest of AI regimes
– Se jiġi ġġenerat mill-aħħar reġimi TAL-AI
As all of our favorite artists erased by it scream
– Kif jgħajtu l artisti favoriti tagħna kollha mħassra minnha
From the wayside, “Ayy, whatever happened to human beings?”
– Mit-triq, ” Ayy, dak kollu li ġara lill-bnedmin?”
Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
– Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq
Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
– Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq
Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
– Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq
Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
– Dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq, dritta’l fuq
My niggas be smokin’ on something loud
– Niggas tiegħi jkun affumikat fuq xi ħaġa qawwija
