Paroles et traduction Moja Rec - Trillion

Trillion

Tvoj rap smrdí ako plienka, ktorá zdochla,
Horšie ako ten, je už len tvoja tvorba.
Padnem na váš disneyland, jak atómová bomba,
A ste doma akoby vás večer mama volá z okna.

M to the r, na zuboch mám boxer,
Anulujem tvoju kariéru v dvoch baroch, poď sem
A koncert ma nebaví, prepáč,
Ja som vlastná cieľová skupina sám pre seba.

Títo bieli muži nevedia skapať,
Dick do huby, babe, MR sa vracia.
Všetky rhymes, čierny pás,
Chuck norris, crowd horí, fakt sorry,
Pravda bolí, ja ťa zložím v papučiach jak zomri.

Náš band je späť a smer je preč v jeden deň
Ak si nazi rapper, je to celé zle,
Od dema sme boom???
Deep, ako kudla v bruchu,
Takto to znie vždycky, keď má hudba dušu.

Mcs i'll be burning,
Burning hot,
Mcs i'll be burning,
Burning hot.

Robím hluk a mám rýmy, boy, plus som real
Keby nie som z handlovej
Tak som na sto percent z illinois.
Mcs je milión, samé nuly, žiadne gule
Samé kundy, nechaj tak, sme späť
Handlovskí beastie boys.

Flow je vintage, boy, tag team snov,
Soľ, citrón s tequillou,
S nami nemôžeš jebať homie, vinnie jones,
Čekni to, neviem kto ste borci,
Nabehnem na ten mic, ako šesťmetrové nohy.

Zoberem hru jak loptu, vydriblujem z tej zápchy,
Tomu ver, že punche, budú highlighty jak dunky.
Tomu ver, že flowy budú lietať ako trojky,
Tri roky sme boli von z hry,
A nik nespravil nič, fit.

Šuby, duby, whap, whap,
Ruky hore, rozkop,
Prostredník pre bontón,
Čekuj môj punk rock flow,
Nejeb sa so mnou,
S ním, ani s ním,
Ide to rým na rým,
Od m po r až po komplot,

Supa ugly, frickin deezy, renesančné rýmy,
Flow out of space, ber, neber ako chceš,
Jules a vincent zas púšťajú hlašky,
Hlupáci púšťajú micy, je to jak to je.

Mr, baby, that's what's up,
Mcs i'll be burning, burning hot
Dream team je späť, je čas,
Mcs i'll be burning, burning hot,
Mamba mentalita, kobe bryant,
Mcs i'll be burning, burning hot,
Čo na srdci, to na jazyku, sir charles,
Mcs i'll be burning, burning hot.

Trillion

Your rap smells like a diaper that died,
Even worse than that, is just your work.
I'll drop on your Disneyland, like an atomic bomb,
And you're at home as if your mother calls you from the window in the evening.

M to the r, I have a boxer on my teeth,
I'll cancel your career in two bars, come here
And I don't like the concert, sorry,
I'm my own target group for myself.

These white men can't die,
Dick in your mouth, babe, MR is back.
All rhymes, black belt,
Chuck norris, the crowd is burning, really sorry,
The truth hurts, I'll put you in slippers like die.

Our band is back and the direction is gone in one day
If you are a Nazi rapper, it's all wrong,
From the demo we are boom???
Deep, like a knife in the belly,
This is how it always sounds when music has soul.

Mcs i'll be burning,
Burning hot,
Mcs i'll be burning,
Burning hot.

I make noise and I have rhymes, boy, plus I'm real
If I'm not from Handlova
So I am 100 percent from Illinois.
Mcs are a million, all zeros, no balls
All pussies, leave it, we're back
Handl beastie boys.

Flow is vintage, boy, tag team of dreams,
Salt, lemon with tequila,
You can't fuck with us homie, vinnie jones,
Check it out, I don't know who you guys are,
I'll hit that mic like six-foot feet.

I'll take the game like a ball, I'll dribble out of that traffic jam,
Believe it or not, the punches will be highlights like dunks.
Believe it that the flows will fly like threes,
We haven’t played for three years,
And nobody did anything, fit.

Shuby, duby, whap, whap,
Hands up, kick,
Middle finger for etiquette,
Check out my punk rock flow,
Don't mess with me,
With him, nor with him,
It goes rhyme by rhyme,
From m to r to plot,

Supa ugly, frickin deezy, renaissance rhymes,
Flow out of space, take it or leave it as you want,
Jules and vincent are doing their lines again,
Fools are dropping mics, it is what it is.

Mr, baby, that's what's up,
Mcs i'll be burning, burning hot
Dream team is back, it's time,
Mcs i'll be burning, burning hot,
Mamba mentality, kobe bryant,
Mcs i'll be burning, burning hot,
What's on your heart, that's what's on the tongue, sir charles,
Mcs i'll be burning, burning hot.