Paroles et traduction Gleb - Off

Off

Yea, yea, raz
Uh

Život je ťažký ako slon
Preto chlastáme jak galaxia Y
Ty si dnu ja som von, ty si off ja som on
Správam sa jak mongol, no na micu kopem gól
A nezachráni ťa ani požičané auto v klipe
Robíš hudbu tak ako keby si ju nenávidel
Keď skúšaš doubletime na živo zomieraš na beate
Spotená červená hlava, udýchaný flow a tvoja show je slabá, hala bala spravím z teba šalát
Kamarát ale nie som hejter, budem rád keď ti to výjde
A necháš si tých svojich slabomyselných fans
Oni potrebujú rozum, moji potrebujú bars
Moshpit a stagedive to ty nemáš
Idem rhymes a punchs, ty mudruješ jak kňaz

Výdych nádych, tvrdé náklady
Pálime bary, Mohamed Ali
čumia na nás ako malí
Si tak planý, keď sa na stagy tváriš jak Amík
Aj tak si chabý a slabý jak slovenský dabing
Rozdiel medzi nami a vami je, že ste na micu lamy
Sadáme do káry, púšťame drumy
Môj flow je umenie moe, Salvador Dali
Chcem za neho dostať balík, míňať zarobené money, na Bali
A smiať sa z vás ako Bugs Bunny

Nechápu čo robím celý deň
Vypínam mobil, púšťam bomby celý deň
Počúvame kurva tvrdý stuff celý deň
Vy máte za to nervy na nás celý deň, celý deň

Nechápu čo robím celý deň
Vypínam mobil, púšťam bomby celý deň
Počúvame kurva tvrdý stuff celý deň
Vy máte za to nervy na nás celý deň, celý deň

Nechápu čo robím celý deň
Vypínam mobil, púšťam bomby celý deň
Počúvame kurva tvrdý stuff celý deň
Vy máte za to nervy na nás celý deň, celý deň

Sereš ma ako suseda Magda
Na bare máš väčšiu sekeru ako Ragnar
Nepúšťaj mi slovenský rap, dostaneš na tvár
Vyradím tvoj tím teroristu Allah akbar
Vo svojej detskej izbe si top MC
Šikanuješ mladšieho brata
Lebo odmieta zdielať tvoj klip
Pozývaš svoju škaredú hoe na kelímkový panák
Si smutný že nemáš koncerty
Okej predám ti xanax
Slovenský MC's žijú ako americkí rockeri
Budia sa v Trebišove na komunistickom hostely
V spoločnej izbe, s opitým Rumunom
Ktorý čumí a pičuje v ruke s rumom
Na izbe nefunguje sprcha a smrdia nohy
Každý deň sa modlíš, otravuješ aj boha
Boh miluje všetkých rovnako, okrem teba
Stále mám flow ktorý ti zlomí krk, Segal

Výdych nádych, tvrdé náklady
Pálime bary, Mohamed Ali
čumia na nás ako malí
Si tak planý, keď sa na stagy tváriš jak Amík
Aj tak si chabý a slabý jak slovenský dabing
Rozdiel medzi nami a vami je, že ste na micu lamy
Sadáme do káry, púšťame drumy
Môj flow je umenie moe, Salvador Dali
Chcem za neho dostať balík, míňať zarobené money, na Bali
A smiať sa z vás ako Bugs Bunny

Nechápu čo robím celý deň
Vypínam mobil, púšťam bomby celý deň
Počúvame kurva tvrdý stuff celý deň
Vy máte za to nervy na nás celý deň, celý deň

Nechápu čo robím celý deň
Vypínam mobil, púšťam bomby celý deň
Počúvame kurva tvrdý stuff celý deň
Vy máte za to nervy na nás celý deň, celý deň

Nechápu čo robím celý deň
Vypínam mobil, púšťam bomby celý deň
Počúvame kurva tvrdý stuff celý deň
Vy máte za to nervy na nás celý deň, celý deň

Off

Yea, yea, one
Uh

Life is hard like an elephant
That's why we drink like galaxy Y
You're in, I'm out, you're off, I'm on
I act like a Mongol, but on the mic I score a goal
And even a borrowed car in the video won't save you
You make music like you hate it
When you try doubletime live you die on the beat
Sweaty red head, breathless flow and your show is weak, bala bala I'll make a salad out of you
Dude, but I'm not a hater, I'll be glad if you make it
And you keep those weak-minded fans of yours
They need brains, mine need bars
Moshpit and stagedive, you don't have that
I go rhymes and punchs, you talk wisdom like a priest

Exhale inhale, hard costs
We burn bars, Mohamed Ali
They stare at us like kids
You're so bland, when you act like an American on stage
You're still poor and weak like Slovak dubbing
The difference between us and you is that you are lamas on the mic
We get in the car, we play drums
My flow is my art, Salvador Dali
I want to get a package for it, spend the money I earned in Bali
And laugh at you like Bugs Bunny

I don't understand what I'm doing all day
I turn off my phone, drop bombs all day
We listen to fucking hard stuff all day
You're annoyed with us all day, all day

I don't understand what I'm doing all day
I turn off my phone, drop bombs all day
We listen to fucking hard stuff all day
You're annoyed with us all day, all day

I don't understand what I'm doing all day
I turn off my phone, drop bombs all day
We listen to fucking hard stuff all day
You're annoyed with us all day, all day

You're annoying me like my neighbour Magda
You have a bigger axe at the bar than Ragnar
Don't play me Slovak rap, you'll get slapped in the face
I will eliminate your terrorist team Allah akbar
You're the top MC in your childhood bedroom
You bully your younger brother
Because he refuses to share your video
You're inviting your ugly hoe for a cup shot
You're sad you don't have concerts
Okay, I'll sell you xanax
Slovak MC's live like American rockers
They wake up in Trebišov in a communist hostel
In a shared room, with a drunk Romanian
Who stares and eavesdrops with rum in his hand
The shower doesn't work in the room and their feet stink
Every day you pray, you even annoy god
God loves everyone equally, except you
I still have a flow that will break your neck, Segal

Exhale inhale, hard costs
We burn bars, Mohamed Ali
They stare at us like kids
You're so bland, when you act like an American on stage
You're still poor and weak like Slovak dubbing
The difference between us and you is that you are lamas on the mic
We get in the car, we play drums
My flow is my art, Salvador Dali
I want to get a package for it, spend the money I earned in Bali
And laugh at you like Bugs Bunny

I don't understand what I'm doing all day
I turn off my phone, drop bombs all day
We listen to fucking hard stuff all day
You're annoyed with us all day, all day

I don't understand what I'm doing all day
I turn off my phone, drop bombs all day
We listen to fucking hard stuff all day
You're annoyed with us all day, all day

I don't understand what I'm doing all day
I turn off my phone, drop bombs all day
We listen to fucking hard stuff all day
You're annoyed with us all day, all day