Paroles et traduction SD Kong - 2 Throats

2 Throats

Monk!
Just foolin' around
Intento ser más asertivo sabes lo que te digo?
(Ya sabes qué hora es ah)
Pierde la pose, el beneficio justifica el coste
We bossman
Horsin' around como Bojack Horseman
Lo escuché y pensé, no sé (I don't know man)
I can't endorse it
No tienes clase, papi, ni en un Maserati
Aunque lo pague el trapi
Con las chanclas nike y naranjas del paki
Es magia en un jodido tataki
No me da corte como el Javi
And I smoke cada día como viuda de negro
Si la mercancía llega a su puerto, pues lo celebro
Enhebro textos como borracho de sexo
Ballas de enebro flotan en mi ungüento, vibe perfecto (yao!)
Funny como entran al trapo
Lleva dos placas de nicole en una bolsa Misako
Mi rol es claro, voy a saco
Abro la caja como un caco
Embajador osado al aparato, B, no aceptes calco (never)
El bol lleno de granola y muesli
Mi sol gira en la gramola como un disco
We the next thing (somos ahora)
Fuck Givenchy, luce Champion en mi funeral
It's messy en la cocina como harina y sal
Van al hospital con daño neuronal después de darle a esto (yo hit it)
Pongo su culo en la pared como un fresco yo!
Sed de ganar, por eso apuesto (money)
Tengo tres, uno ofrezco, sabes cómo va el resto
Te mereces un hijo madero
Nombra un competidor, fijo que espero (I'll wait)
Elijo lo que almuerzo luego, me dedico a lo bueno
Por eso exijo respeto de vuelta para entrar al templo
Shaolin aesthetic, we get it, the illest in it
No hablo con rasos ni liutenants
Todo reversible como TenneT (yo Christopher!)
Tenemos algo que no tienes, it's called genes

Sometimes I wish I had 2 throats
So I could spit raps n' smoke
(Both)
(Oh so I'm singin' now?)
Sometimes I wish I had 2 throats
So I could spit raps n' smoke

Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
(Alla Prima)
(Prr)
Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back

2 Throats

Monk!
Just foolin' around
I'm trying to be more assertive, you know what I'm saying?
(You know what time it is, ah)
Drop the act, the benefit justifies the cost
We bossman
Horsin' around like Bojack Horseman
I heard it and I thought, I don't know (I don't know man)
I can't endorse it
You have no class, daddy, not even in a Maserati
Even if the trapper pays for it
With Nike flip-flops and oranges from the Paki
It's magic in a damn tataki
I'm not shy like Javi
And I smoke every day like a black widow
If the goods reach their destination, I celebrate
I string lyrics together like a drunk on sex
Juniper berries float in my ointment, perfect vibe (yao!)
Funny how they fall for the trap
She carries two Nicole plates in a Misako bag
My role is clear, I go for it
I open the box like a thief
Bold ambassador on the phone, B, don't accept a copycat (never)
The bowl is full of granola and muesli
My sun spins on the jukebox like a record
We are the next thing (we are now)
Fuck Givenchy, wear Champion at my funeral
It's messy in the kitchen like flour and salt
They go to the hospital with brain damage after hitting this (I hit it)
I put their ass on the wall like a fresco, yeah!
Thirst for victory, that's why I bet (money)
I have three, I offer one, you know how the rest goes
You deserve a cop son
Name a competitor, I'll wait
I choose what I eat later, I dedicate myself to the good
That's why I demand respect in return to enter the temple
Shaolin aesthetic, we get it, the illest in it
I don't talk to privates or lieutenants
Everything is reversible like TenneT (yo Christopher!)
We have something you don't, it's called genes

Sometimes I wish I had 2 throats
So I could spit raps n' smoke
(Both)
(Oh so I'm singin' now?)
Sometimes I wish I had 2 throats
So I could spit raps n' smoke

Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
(Alla Prima)
(Prr)
Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back