Paroles et traduction GADORO - 64bars To Kill

64bars To Kill

あれもこれもみんな媚びをバラ売り
生温りい日々じゃ寒いアナ雪
ここで一つ塗り替えるよあらすじ
1匹の狼に食われちまう赤ずきん
目が泳いでビート上じゃ泳ぎきれね金槌
ペン押さえる為のこの中指すらもたたすき
身の丈を超える歌詞はいずれ落ちる奈落に
ダサい過去も曝す俺はあんりさかぐち
巻いてブリッて決まってる人間
それすらも芸術だなんて無神経
パンチライン生み出す1LDK
カップ麺啜りながら入ってく印税
電子音で声を変えてカムフラージュ
向こうの国のフローもメロもパクる奴
チャチな地位でいつの間にか丸くなる
ギャングスタもハムスター
バッツ吸わんでもラップスター
尻の色と顔の色がおんなじだな
青二才に用ないから雑魚は既に論外だな
間違えてるとんがり方
甘い日々じゃしょっぱいから全て奪う欲張り屋さ
どうだみたか論破したかな？
是非かかってこい全員
俺には似合わねぇ赤ワインにステーキ
凡人だって上目指す新しいステージ
リア充共の考えの甘さチーズケーキ
ビッチの胸とケツで稼ぐ再生回数
生じゃ曲を流すだけで残念なLive
もしや常にコンドーム付けて抱いてるワイフ
俺は日々の感情を綴るアンネフランク
アイツはファッションでしか色を出せないよ
せいぜい楽しんで希望のない世界を
自分自身に二度と勝てないよ
尻尾を巻いて退場 遺書を書いて最後だから
偉いさんやら大御所らは莫大な資産もって
高級ブランドや女達を爆買いした時間より
地元のスーパーでの白菜やピーマン
買って一人鍋してる方が100倍マシさ
金ピカダイヤつけてるチンピラやくざ
ピンキーアンドダイアン着てるビッチかヤリマン
インディカ サティバを吸ってるリッチなラッパー
それよりも俺は必死に愛したキンキンな茶割りとジィジやバァバ
顔の広さだけで地位を語るなんて視野狭くて本当笑えねえしな
骨の随までもオリジナルのねえ雑魚は既に脳の中で消しちゃう
むしろ素人な君の無知の日本語さえも首切り落とそうかしら 武士の日本刀
やっぱ口より行動 君の無事を祈るよ
しかし背後気をつけろ俺が後ろにおるぞ
目障りついでに耳障り10分のショーケースでも息上がり
鍛えた肉体もステージでは貧弱で俺には何一つ響かない
お前にとっての普通が俺には苦痛で仕方がなくなって来てる
お前にとっての深いが俺に不快に思えて仕方がねんだよ
1人じゃびびって仲間とイキって自身がねえから
声すらいじって ゲットーな街も年少上がりも俺の前じゃ線香花火
極太大麻やトリュフとキャビアより近くの
ファミマでよく買うもずくとじゃりパン
チャラめの曲の時代などもうすぐ終わりだ
もうこっから先はこれ以上みたくねぇお袋の涙
大人なフリしてもお子ちゃんには無理 この私こそが作品
今宵もいつにも増したスキル 64 Bars To Kill

64 Bars To Kill

Everything's for sale, even flattery, darling.
These lukewarm days are colder than Frozen, baby.
I'm about to rewrite the story, sweetheart.
Little Red Riding Hood gets eaten by a wolf, like you will be by me.
Eyes darting, can't swim on the beat, you're a hammerhead out of water, girl.
Even my middle finger, gripping this pen, is a sash of honor, just for you.
Lyrics beyond my reach will eventually fall into the abyss, but not these.
Exposing even my lame past, I'm Anri Sakaguchi, raw and real, my love.
People who are always cool and collected,
Calling that art is insensitive, princess.
1LDK birthing punchlines, just for you.
Slurping instant ramen, royalties flowing in, all for you.
Camouflaging my voice with electronic sounds, hiding my desire.
Those guys stealing flows and melodies from overseas, they ain't got nothing on me.
Rounding out in a cheap position, becoming complacent.
Gangsters turn into hamsters, you see.
Don't need blunts to be a rap star, just you, baby.
Your face and your ass are the same color, blushing for me, I know.
No time for greenhorns, small fry are already out of the question, they can't handle you.
A misguided sharpness, just like my love for you.
Sweet days are too salty, so I'm a greedy bastard, taking it all, especially you.
So, what do you think? Did I win the argument?
Come at me, all of you, I'm ready for anything, especially you.
Red wine and steak don't suit me, they're too fancy.
Even ordinary people aim high, a new stage, just you and me.
The naivety of normies, sweet like cheesecake, you're sweeter though.
View counts earned with a bitch's tits and ass, I'm looking at you, baby.
Playing tracks live is a disappointing show, unless you're there, watching me.
Always wearing a condom with your wife? What a waste.
I'm Anne Frank, chronicling my daily emotions, all for you.
That guy can't express any real color, it's all fashion.
Enjoy this hopeless world while you can, sweetheart.
You'll never beat yourself, but I can beat you, in anything.
Tucking your tail and leaving, writing your will, it's the end for you, not for us.
Big shots and veterans with their vast fortunes,
Spending their time buying luxury brands and women, they don't know what they're missing.
Buying cabbage and peppers at the local supermarket,
Having a hot pot alone is a hundred times better, especially with you.
Thugs and yakuza wearing flashy diamonds, they ain't got nothing on me.
Bitches and whores wearing Pinky & Dianne, they can't compare to you.
Rich rappers smoking Indica and Sativa, I prefer something else.
I prefer my ice-cold chu-hai and my grandparents, and you, of course.
Talking about status based on connections, such a narrow view, it's laughable.
Unoriginal posers, I've already erased you from my mind.
Even your ignorant Japanese, I might just chop your head off with a samurai sword.
Actions speak louder than words. I'll pray for your safety, for now.
But watch your back, because I'm right behind you, always.
An eyesore and an earache, even a 10-minute showcase leaves you breathless.
Your trained body looks weak on stage, it doesn't do anything for me.
What's normal for you is becoming unbearable for me.
What you think is deep, I find unpleasant.
Scared alone, acting tough with your crew, because you lack confidence.
Even messing with your voice, ghetto upbringing, all sparklers in my presence.
Rather than giant weed, truffles, and caviar, I prefer something simpler.
The mozuku and sugary bread I often buy at the nearby FamilyMart, they're enough for me.
The era of frivolous songs is about to end.
From now on, I don't want to see my mother's tears anymore.
Pretending to be an adult, but still a child, this me, is a masterpiece.
Tonight, with even greater skill than usual, 64 Bars To Kill.