Paroles et traduction Pil C feat. Supa & Conspiracy Flat - November (feat. Supa & Conspiracy Flat)

November (feat. Supa & Conspiracy Flat)

Sledujem jak sa okolo toho tvorí hype,
Nechaj ma písať, Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe,
Nepičuj na CBG, ty nemáš šajn,
Môj rap začína žiariť, on je, on je shine,
Moje riadky žiaria, uránové bars,
Moji ľudia pália, tie brká ako marcipán.

A ja furt nechápem, čo kurva vadí Vám,
Za tie názory vás spálim jako Vatikán,
V mojej duši lieta tisíc čiernych vrán (čiernych vrán),
Prichádza zima, kričí kráľ (kričí kráľ)
A Boh na mňa zoslal tisíc rán (tisíc rán),
Viete hovno o mne.
Jaká baba? Jaký vzťah?
Pocity ukrývam hlboko, vnútri mňa
A každý deň zažívame množstvo tých drám
A preto zvykneme s belochmi dať ten biely prach,
Aaaa, I Don't Give A Fuck.

Ja nenávidím ľudí, ja vás nemám rád
A každý geňo súdi, nebuď puritán,
A vždy ťa prezradí tá mimika
A nepičuj lebo ťa vypne ruka Filipa,
CBG flausí ako syndikát,
žijeme naplno pokým nepríde tvrdý pád.

A už mi dávno nie je osemnásť,
A už nespávaš v mojich perinách,
A komu teraz patria tvoje pery haa?
Skončil sa celibát (celibát) a každá jedna z nich iné tie pery má a každá jedna z nich je netrpezlivá.

Z výstrihov šlapiek,
Zločinov z vášne a faciek sú ušité noci,
Ty si môj anjel, cítim tvoj parfém je na mne,
Slúžim tej vôni, pustí ma všade,
No len vypni tých fejkových raperov,
Pusti tam Sade tá skupina kradne,
Su nad tým, tupý? bublina praskne,
A zaschne jak akné u štrnásky v kúpeľni na skle,
Vráťme sa naspäť,
Cítim ich letieť, cítim ich v lebke,
Všetko je čierne a mesto je prázdne,
No všetko čo treba máš v sebe,
Tá scéna sa točí dokola jak tombola,
Vyhral som ťa ako tender,
Nájdi vo mne divé zviera,
Dievča chcem ťa idem až za vriaci bod,
Chcem vidieť bielka,
Viem ťa vyzliecť z tela
A make-up tečie po tvári som klaun,
Počkaj dodám ti svoj vajp,
Leťme ako tisíc vrán kým som high,
Na hádky príliš spotení,
Sme stvorení žiť v posteli,
Skrotení na minimálne malé milimomenty,
Mám mokré sny,
A ty si v nich klúčová postava,
Dostaneš Oscara, skromné sny,
že si sa ohákla do naha,
Lebo ma ceníš jak Mozarta.

November (feat. Supa & Conspiracy Flat)

I'm watching the hype build around this,
Let me write, Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe,
Don't talk shit about CBG, you have no clue,
My rap starts to shine, it is, it is shine,
My lines are glowing, uranium bars,
My people are burning, those joints like marzipan.

And I still don't understand, what the fuck is bothering you,
For those opinions I will burn you like the Vatican,
A thousand black crows fly in my soul (black crows),
Winter is coming, the king shouts (the king shouts)
And God has sent a thousand wounds upon me (a thousand wounds),
You know nothing about me.
What girl? What relationship?
I hide my feelings deep inside me
And every day we experience a lot of those dramas
And that's why we usually do that white powder with the white guys,
Aaaa, I Don't Give A Fuck.

I hate people, I don't like you
And every genius judges, don't be a puritan,
And that facial expression will always give you away
And don't talk shit or Filip's hand will turn you off,
CBG is flowing like a syndicate,
we live to the fullest until the hard fall comes.

And I'm no longer eighteen,
And you no longer sleep in my sheets,
And who do your lips belong to now haa?
The celibacy is over (celibacy) and each one of them has different lips and each one of them is impatient.

From the cleavages of whores,
Crimes of passion and slaps are stitched into nights,
You are my angel, I feel your perfume on me,
I serve that scent, it lets me in everywhere,
But just turn off those fake rappers,
Put on Sade, that group steals,
They're above it, stupid? the bubble will burst,
And dry up like acne on a fourteen-year-old's bathroom glass,
Let's go back,
I feel them flying, I feel them in my skull,
Everything is black and the city is empty,
But everything you need is within you,
The scene spins like a tombola,
I won you like a tender,
Find the wild animal in me,
Girl I want you I'm going all the way to the boiling point,
I want to see whites,
I know how to undress you from your body
And makeup runs down my face, I'm a clown,
Wait, I'll give you my vape,
Let's fly like a thousand crows while I'm high,
Too sweaty for arguments,
We are created to live in bed,
Tamed to at least small milimoments,
I have wet dreams,
And you are the key character in them,
You'll get an Oscar, modest dreams,
That you got dressed up naked,
Because you appreciate me like Mozart.