Paroles et traduction Ice Paper feat. Round_2 - 黃沙之下(feat. Round_2)

黃沙之下(feat. Round_2)

普通的 Disco 我們普通的搖
旁邊普通的路人在普通的瞧
我普通的靈魂在普通地出竅
在普通的動次打次中普通地燃燒

聼不完的 bullshit 贏不完的人民幣
蓋不完的高樓大廈 爲何沒人住
守得住 一串的歪門邪道
把老人活的 真實寫照 ... (請聆聽冰老師的機關槍語速吧)

普通的 Disco 我們普通的搖
旁邊普通的路人在普通的瞧
我普通的靈魂在普通地出竅
在普通的動次打次中普通地燃燒

Yeah 當你開始游戲 Huh
情緒盯著就是一場悲劇
承認我們曾做的錯
有時會覺得良心不安
需要看藉助信仰 或者救贖 向生命求助
曾照顧卑微或是偉大 失敗是你的詞
... (請繼續聆聽冰老師的機關槍語速吧)

普通的 Disco 我們普通的搖
旁邊普通的路人在普通的瞧
我普通的靈魂在普通地出竅
在普通的動次打次中普通地燃燒

你看著我和我的兄弟 一起住在黃沙之下
用這首歌當撬棍 我撬爛你的支架
再拔了你的指甲 讓你感受噩夢
再對你 噸噸噸噸 口水 請一路保重
去你媽的道貌岸然 去你媽的指手畫脚
天天怕我調到 你所謂的 TrapHouse
藏不住的狐狸尾巴遲早被我抓到
誰是戀人 誰是獵物 Huh 那是我下的圈套
想要來點 Real Talk, okay
前提你得彎著腰 再等你姿態擺對
而你所謂的態度 言行舉止 都鑲了金
榆木腦袋忙著跟風 跟你媽個批
這次來點真的狠貨 槍口一致對外
現在換到我來掌舵 哥們兒 嚴陣以待
鷄毛當作令箭的人 會死在明天早晨
用歌詞當子彈 我們敲爛你的腦門

普通的 Disco 我們普通的搖
旁邊普通的路人在普通的瞧
我普通的靈魂在普通地出竅
在普通的動次打次中普通地燃燒 (Woah)

Yellow Sands (feat. Round_2)

We rock at normal Discos in a normal way
Normal passersby give normal glances
My normal soul leaves my body in a normal way
Burns normally amidst normal beats

Endless bullshit, never-ending yuan
Endless skyscrapers, no one lives in them
You stick to crooked ways
A true portrait of old age ... (Please listen to Teacher Bing's machine-gun tongue)

We rock at normal Discos in a normal way
Normal passersby give normal glances
My normal soul leaves my body in a normal way
Burns normally amidst normal beats

Yeah When you start the game Huh
Fixating on emotions is a tragedy
Admit the mistakes you made
At times my conscience troubles me
Need to seek solace in faith or salvation, ask life for help
Cared for the humble or the great, failure is your word
... (Please continue to listen to Teacher Bing's machine-gun tongue)

We rock at normal Discos in a normal way
Normal passersby give normal glances
My normal soul leaves my body in a normal way
Burns normally amidst normal beats

Look at me and my bros living under yellow sands
Use this song as a crowbar, I'll pry open your scaffold
Pull out your fingernails, give you nightmares
Spit at you, tons of spit, take care in the future
Fuck your feigned righteousness, fuck your finger-pointing
Always afraid I'll move to your so-called TrapHouse
Your foxy tail will be caught sooner or later
Who's the lover, who's the prey Huh That's a trap I set
If you want to talk real, okay
First you gotta stoop, and wait for me to tell you to stand up straight
Your so-called attitude, everything you say and do has gold in it
Wooden-headed copycat, fuck you
Here comes the real狠貨, guns pointed outward
Now it's my turn to take the wheel, buddy, be ready
Whoever uses a feather as an arrow will die tomorrow morning
Lyrics are bullets, we'll blow your brains out

We rock at normal Discos in a normal way
Normal passersby give normal glances
My normal soul leaves my body in a normal way
Burns normally amidst normal beats (Woah)