Loto - Profu' traduction en anglais

Loto

Sotto, vreau banii ca lotto
Muzica mi-e motto
Tare, parc-am motor
Inima mi-e cuptor
De gheata atata timp fiindca am incercat sa zbor
Am prins aripi si acum fuck it, nu mai cobor

M-am ridicat de-atatea ori doar sa ma dobor
Coae, am pus negru pe alb ca sa vad color
Mi-am luat filmu si dupa l-am tradus sonor
Nicio limita. atunci n-am ce sa masor

El Profesor, cand ma ia Nirvana. 4 paie, Marijuana
Trecutu'-mi incarca mana, simt cum ma hraneste karma
De ani imi panseaza rana, yeahyeahyeah
Arta indeparteaza drama, yeahyeahyeah

Acu-s bine motherfucker, is belea
Am crezut cand nimeni nu mai credea
Ca in sfarsit o s-o simt pe pielea mea

Vreau banii ca la lotto sa-mi fac jocu
Cineva mi-a spus ca pot sa-mi cumpar si norocu
N-am avut da ce sa-i facem, da sa sune blocu
O sa mi-l bat in piele ca sa-mi iau cu mine locu
Am niste foc, mocneste, mai mult de-un frate peste
Astia discuta shit-uri in timp ce baiatu' creste
Am un sos rar mami, linge-te pe dejte
Nu mai vad ca mine, s-au pus clonele pe teste, piu
Peste creste, am un vibe care ma pune cam peste
Mor sclavii in spume, da veste
Adun usor si lume, fireste
Inca astept un traper ca sa ma conteste
EL PROFESOR e viu, il las sa se manifeste
Daca nu poti sa ma duci, ai indigestie
In alt mood, jur ca ma simt ca o bestie
Am ramas doar c-o sugestie

Sotto, vreau banii ca lotto
Muzica mi-e motto
Tare, parc-am motor
Inima mi-e cuptor
De gheata atata timp fiindca am incercat sa zbor
Am prins aripi si acum fuck it, nu mai cobor

M-am ridicat de-atatea ori doar sa ma dobor
Coae, am pus negru pe alb ca sa vad color
Mi-am luat filmu si dupa l-am tradus sonor
Nicio limita. atunci n-am ce sa masor

Loto

Sotto, I want the money like the lotto
Music is my motto, baby
Strong, like I have an engine
My heart is an oven
Frozen for so long because I tried to fly
I got wings and now fuck it, I'm not coming down

I've gotten up so many times just to fall down
Bro, I put black on white to see color
I took my movie and then translated it into sound
No limits. Then I have nothing to measure

El Profesor, when it takes me to Nirvana. 4 puffs, Marijuana
My past loads my hand, I feel how karma feeds me
For years it's been bandaging my wound, yeahyeahyeah
Art keeps drama away, yeahyeahyeah

Now I'm good motherfucker, I'm a beast
I believed when no one else did
That finally I would feel it on my skin

I want the money like the lotto to make my move
Someone told me I can buy luck too
I didn't have it, but what can we do, let the block sound
I'm gonna tattoo it on my skin to take my place with me
I have some fire, smoldering, more than a brother over there
These guys talk shit while the boy grows
I have a rare sauce, baby, lick your fingers
I don't see anyone like me, the clones are on tests, piu
It grows over, I have a vibe that puts me above
Slaves die in foam, but news
I gather people easily, naturally
I'm still waiting for a trapper to challenge me
EL PROFESOR is alive, let him manifest
If you can't carry me, you'll have indigestion
In another mood, I swear I feel like a beast
I'm left with just a suggestion

Sotto, I want the money like the lotto
Music is my motto, baby
Strong, like I have an engine
My heart is an oven
Frozen for so long because I tried to fly
I got wings and now fuck it, I'm not coming down

I've gotten up so many times just to fall down
Bro, I put black on white to see color
I took my movie and then translated it into sound
No limits. Then I have nothing to measure