Dead Obies - Jé$us - перевод текста песни на английский

On a rocké des shoes, on a bummé des bouch's

We rocked shoes, bummed some smokes

On a manqué du money, boy, on a busté du food

We were short on money, boy, we busted some food

On a droppé l'school, faut pas qu'ma mama le sache

We dropped out of school, my mama can't know

A'ec tout le talk shit sur nous

With all the talk shit about us

"They wanna hold me back!"

Motherfuckers from the suburbs prêts à voler du loot

Motherfuckers from the suburbs ready to steal loot

Quand t'as nothin' à bouffer, boy, what the fuck is a "nous"?

When you got nothin' to eat, boy, what the fuck is a "we"?

Nah, j'vais pas fuck avec vous, boy, I'm just not in the mood

Nah, I'm not fucking with you, boy, I'm just not in the mood

J'ai mis trois points dans mon bucket, j'ai juste nothin' to loose!

I put three points in my bucket, I just got nothin' to lose!

Now why the fuck is you bitching?

You mad I'm trying to get mine?

I told the judges I did it 'cause I been trying to survive

We got nowhere to go and nowhere to hide

Its no wonder we gunning cause we already been died

Les vrais Jé$us die young

Real Jé$us die young

Une main sur le coeur, crochet sur la chaussure

One hand on the heart, hook on the shoe

Pis les huit figures dans l'compte

And the eight figures in the account

I'm just tryin' to write my wrongs

I'm just tryin' to right my wrongs

Yeah, c't'un vol de banque, mais c'est pas Donald Trump

Yeah, it's not a bank robbery, but it's not Donald Trump

Là, t'as un neuf millimeters dans l'front

There, you got a nine millimeter to the forehead

J'suis lost abroad, all alone

I'm lost abroad, all alone

J'veux juste pas revenir à' maison

I just don't wanna go back home

Pace les vrais Jé$us die young

Pace the real Jé$us die young

Une main sur le coeur, crochet sur la chaussure

One hand on the heart, hook on the shoe

Pis les huit figures dans l'compte

And the eight figures in the account

I'm just tryin' to write my wrongs

I'm just tryin' to right my wrongs

Yeah, c't'un vol de banque, mais c'est pas Donald Trump

Yeah, it's not a bank robbery, but it's not Donald Trump

Là, t'as un neuf millimeters dans l'front

There, you got a nine millimeter to the forehead

J'suis all alone, lost abroad

I'm all alone, lost abroad

J'veux juste pas revenir à' maison

I just don't wanna go back home

(...)

Tu m'connais pas, buddy, don't touch!

You don't know me, buddy, don't touch!

T'étais pas dans ma tête quand j'buzzais dans l'$ud

You weren't in my head when I was buzzing in the $ud

Pogné dans l'$ud

Caught in the $ud

À traîner a'ec les traînées pis les fuckés dans l'$ud

Hanging out with the drags and the fucked up in the $ud

J'connais l'gars qui connaît l'gars, Joe Rocca, so fly, man

I know the guy who knows the guy, Joe Rocca, so fly, man

Vingt et un ans pis ma mère m'aime, check-moi, checke-moi ben l'faire, man!

Twenty-one years old and my mother loves me, check me out, check me out good, man!

Pour les fuckas qui m'ont dropped quand j'étais pu dans droge

For the fuckas who dropped me when I was hooked on drugs

It goes

"Fuck 'em all, eat my fucking balls!"

Ast'heure, t'es stuck sur ton Thug Life, moi j'start un' business sur un tas d'rêves

Now you're stuck on your Thug Life, I'm starting a business on a pile of dreams

Midnight, sunlight

Hell yeah, fuck right

(...)

And I been lost abroad, sorry mama, looking back it's been a long time

J'light un buzz pour ma gang de chums deletés d'ma liste de contacts

I light a buzz for my gang of friends deleted from my contact list

So spill ton drink pour ceux qui ont get fucked up, those who really turned bad

So spill your drink for those who got fucked up, those who really turned bad

$ud $ale dans le Third Eye, boy, à force de checker ton back

$ud $ale in the Third Eye, boy, by dint of checking your back