Текст и перевод песни Diib - Euthanasie

Euthanasie

Eyeyeyey

Ana jay tfi jwane, jayblik dwak
Jari m3ak l'2ay coin, wakha tjri Nezha Bedouane
Makinch 3ndna standard dakchi bih fih fwe9to
W lli t3tlt l'dar yrje3 yl9ani fog khto
Ta 3la men kat'doukh a zbi, ta ra 7na kamlin f l'Mghrib
Makin la ghetto la la cité, wach makigolch lek rassk 3ib
Magaloch lek s7abk 3i9, magaloch lek Diib s3ib
Magaloch lek 3ndak tdi3, hadik 7ofra w 3ndak t'ti7
Rak dawi m3a wa7d dmagho kber f'Brooklyn zoo
Ki7bbona machi gha se7rawa ta nass li f'Tindouf
3arf w kami ghi lkherdala, nejwa lli f'ido
L'ba2ssi 7ram m3a nta sle3 7ssebni ke3ba w touf
La machi ga3 kaddour, majaych n'mttel dour
Chi 7ed 9ari wla faylassof, gha nta mkllkh dour
Ki chi ich'har dayz fout, b l'boom bap ghan7ssloh
Bntili na3ss noud, niveauk khari n7ssnouh
Zwin o n9i9i 3lach kat9olo zen9a ha l3ar!
Machi gha ri7ti lli khanza m3ak Ol'dirty Bastard
Tfkik 3omla f'Nasdac, mat3andnich atban 9erd
Track llwel gha m9sser, bih w wjhek 9as lard
Tgoul gjam d'rass derb, makaynch ri7t l'2ibda3
Rbet ljam w nta katsseb, w katktb f l'2incha2
Te7ti f'2akbar zeb lli kidir l'rwappa nnika7
Benti f l'clip mf9oss w jbhtek kat'dirha sla7
Mn a3la 9imma tla7 9bel manjbef chi assrar
Sa7 ba9i matla7, annakhod rwappa asrab
Ba9i mahzzit stylo, ghir kankhrb9 f l'2azrar
Lakan rap mosslssal, 7na l3ebna dawer l'2achrar
Carrière 3ndna mkhdoma b'ga3 to9oss d l'hiphop
Trackat nfss notat ki l'voicе dyal "pepep"
Mantba3o mantchraw, mossi9tna ghalya f'souk
Hedra d'ngafat, vocabulairе d l'pipi
Jm3t les fans b'chtaba drbt biha Harry Potter
Nta jam3hom b'tabac, w hedra dyal djanki mkofer
Stiffa dyalk kddaba, daba ghatjik chi film 7amd cover
Track dyalk massm3touch, ki sout l'ghwat f l'coffre
Bntili sghir fach dwiti 3la l'3om9 w l'2il7ad
Bla majhoud bla il7a7, ntclashaw ta 60 3am
3arfk fach ghatssm3ni gha t'reacter b'sstifham
Fuck l'9ada2 w l'mkhzen, w lbassamat lli f l'2ibham
Malk 7mar, l'beat ra bayn fuck l'VAR
Tle3 l'ssma fuck l'2ard, nssa l'affaire fat l9amer
Bla matdoukh hak l'2assel, l'moukh dyalk 7assel
Ki dar ki zen9a, 3ndi dosstour 3ndk fassel
L7issn 3ndk m7asser, lmawjat bach kanttassel
Dayer l'2ajer, aji tssafer
Kat7rek wla msta9er ghanvisik b'3ayn sa9r
Dkhol blisr w hak ra9m, rabtek rahina f l'waker

Euthanasia

Eyeyeyey

You're acting tough, talking big, showing off your money
Even if you run like Nezha Bedouane, you won't impress me
We don't have standards here, things are the way they are
Whoever messes with our home will find me on their sister's doorstep
Who are you trying to fool? We're all in Morocco
There's no ghetto or cité here, aren't you ashamed of yourself?
Your friends didn't tell you I'm tough, they didn't tell you Diib is hard
They didn't tell you you're going down, that you're digging your own grave
You're messing with someone with a brain bigger than Brooklyn Zoo
The people of Tindouf love us, not for our looks
I know you're full of crap, a snake in the grass
Being cheap with you is forbidden, you think I'm a dog to be kicked around?
Not everyone is a player, I'm not here to play a role
I'm not some scholar or philosopher, you're the one making a fool of yourself
When someone tries to show off, we'll put them in their place with boom bap
We'll upgrade your level, even if it's trash
Pretty and elegant? Why do you call the street a whore?!
It's not my smell that stinks, it's you with Ol' Dirty Bastard
I'll break you down like stocks on Nasdaq, I don't have monkey business
The first track was just a warm-up, I'll slap your face with it
You call it a masterpiece, but there's no scent of creativity
You hold the reins while you stumble and write nonsense
You suck the biggest dick of any rapper who disses me
My daughter is chilled in the music video, while you make a fool of yourself
Get off your high horse before I spill some secrets
Alright, I haven't spilled yet, I'm taking rap as a prisoner
I haven't even picked up a pen, just messing around with buttons
If rap is a series, we played the role of the villains
Our career is built on the feeling of hip-hop
Our tracks have the same notes as the voice of "Peppa Pig"
We don't copy or buy, our music is expensive in the market
This is the talk of the streets, the vocabulary of the hood
I gathered fans with a wand that hit Harry Potter
You gather them with tobacco and the talk of a broke junkie
Your style is fake, now you'll get a film with a lame cover
Your track is untouched, like the sound of a frog in a box
Little kid, why are you talking about depth and atheism?
Without effort or sweat, we'll beat you by 60 years
I know when you hear me, you'll react with a question mark
Fuck the liars, the system, and the smiles that hide evil
You're crazy, the beat is clear, fuck the VAR
Go to heaven, fuck the earth, forget the case, aim for the moon
Don't overthink, take the honey, your brain is washed
Like a house or a street, I have a constitution, you have a clause
Your senses are dulled, the waves are crashing
You're acting tough, come travel with me
Whether you move or stay still, I'll watch you like a hawk
Enter with caution and take a number, your fate is sealed