Paroles et traduction NIKØTIN - What?

What?

Co?
Ty smutný tracky o životě, nebo o uspačce
Boa cejtíš v nejistotě
Dej tomu tejden, pak tě děvka pošle k vodě
Páč ty vyjebaný kundy neví ani sami co chtěj

Co chceš, když se chováš jako malej gay?
Nic proti boy, nechci bejt na tebe zlej
Ale když lakuješ nehty a maluješ face
Tak nejspíš sám nevíš kde máš fuckin' place

Já nejsem tvůj brat stivy jako had
Na každýho cut, na krysy tu čeká past
Boa jednou přijde tma, nikdo neví co je pak
Ale přesto nemam strach, já přijmu svoje zlo

Tak jsem pohřbil svoje sny, podzemí šest stop
Spálil mosty bitch, tak se please nezlob
Asi jsem chtěl klid, páč to víc nešlo
Poslouchat ty shits, debile běž home

Máš deprese stejný asi jako Lukáš Kril
Já na to mam lék, na tadyhle máš pills
Lidé jsou bejvale, jistí to kdyžtak pes
A brečíš na storíčkách a poli, že škemráš cash

No a co, je mi fuk, píčus stejný jako ty
Stejný jako tvoje čubka, co fotí si svý kozy
No a co, je mi fuk, co o kom řiká se
Nechci už slyšet nic, malej boy si naser

Serou tě slova boa, co mi lezou z tlamy
Všichni si za ty fuckupy stejně nejvíc můžou sami
Dneska každý tupý děcko fetuje a žere xany
Ale když pak pro ně jede rychlá, už to neni tolik funny

Kluci chtěj taky na byt, děvky chtěj taky kalit
Já jim řikám fuck off, já se nechci bavit
Buchty by chtěli šukat, zmrdy co maj prachy
Zmrda co sveze bávem nechá šáhnout klidně na pysk

What?

What?
You sad tracks about life, or about a lullaby
Bro you feel uncertain
Give it a week, then a bitch will send you overboard
Because those fucking pussies don't even know what they want

What do you want when you behave like a little gay?
Nothing against boy, I don't want to be mean to you
But when you paint your nails and face
So you probably don't know where your fuckin' place is

I'm not your brother stivy like a snake
For every cut, a trap awaits the rats
Bro one day darkness will come, nobody knows what's next
But I'm still not afraid, I'll accept my evil

So I buried my dreams, six feet underground
Burned the bridges bitch, so please don't be mad
I guess I wanted peace, because it wasn't working anymore
Listen to that shit, idiot go home

You have depression, just like Lukáš Kril
I have a cure for that, here you have pills
People are exes, a dog is sure to do that
And you cry on stories and field, that you beg for cash

Well, I don't care, you are a dick just like you
Just like your chick, who takes pictures of her tits
Well, I don't care, what is said about whom
I don't want to hear anything anymore, little boy, piss off

The words that come out of my mouth are pissing you off, bro
Everyone is mostly to blame for those fuckups themselves
Today every stupid kid is taking drugs and eating xanys
But when the ambulance comes for them, it's not so funny anymore

Boys also want an apartment, girls also want to party
I tell them fuck off, I don't want to have fun
Pussies would like to fuck, bastards who have money
A bastard who takes a ride by the BMW can calmly touch her lip