Текст и перевод песни Dopeboyghost - Nannavan Sremikanilla

Nannavan Sremikanilla

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Nannaavan Sremikkanilla, ettukaarkku thalavedhana
Kayyil iruppu maattattilla, kuruttham kettavan chatthittilla

Ghostine kollan pattatthilla
Ee jeevithatthil vesham ketti satan nadakkumbol
Oru raksha illa, nee aara, njan kaettittilla
Pani tharum, pakshe enikku deshyam illa
Chirichu, idichu, pirichu
You 'otta pass that bag pillere vilichu
Ente adutthu kalichal, pani okke vidhichu
Athre ollu
Thala thericha koottatthil aettom thala therichavan
Kudichittu tune ittu, ningalkkenthu thonnanu
Studioil trippa, mic tha, engineer pro tools trickster
Hip hop rakshakan, this is to my pennungal
Sorry for the thettinu

Nannaavan Sremikkanilla veettukaarkku thalavedhana
Kayyil iruppu maattattilla kuruttham kettavan chatthittilla
Nannaavan Sremikkanilla veettukaarkku thalavedhana
Kayyil iruppu maattattilla kuruttham kettavan chatthittilla

Scene Contra, Kochi city Ghosta, the monster
Patthu frickin litres of kalla, oro divasom chennal
Kaanan pattum, pachaykku maadine thinnum
Oru sarbath, Randu puffum, kalikkana kali maarum
Ee Kochi mannum, Nee verum thalla, Saima korachu kalla
Second show scenes, stock kurachu bulka
Oru thee, ozhichu adichittu irutthee
Petta amma ennodu porukkilla, ente vidhee
In the city
Otta mon, thirich edukkan pattilla
Edu sthithi
Vaakkukal thettanu, veettukar aayittu vazhakkanu
Jeevitham mess aanu, poga vali stress kaaranam
Thala vara, maatti, kaananam
Erangi ponam, off the saadhanam
Puff puff passing
Hotbox the room,
Roll the fattest
Joint thick like a bad bitch
Add some golden glass I love the fragments
Smoke away flick the ashes
Stick to your passion
So many tracks I lost the balance
But who's counting

Nannaavan Sremikkanilla, veettukaarkku thalavedhana
Kayyil iruppu maattattilla, kuruttham kettavan chatthittilla

I Can't Be Good

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I can't be good, girl, it's a headache for my family
Can't change my ways, girl, a cursed man can't be fixed

The Ghost can't be caught, girl
When the devil walks disguised in this life
There's no savior, who are you? I didn't ask, girl
It hurts, but I have no shame, girl
Laughing, crying, screaming
You gotta pass that bag, calling out to the pill poppers
My bad habits, girl, I've left them all behind
That's all, girl
In a group of confused minds, I'm the most confused one
High and tuned in, what did you think of me, girl?
Tripping in the studio, mic's on, engineer's a Pro Tools trickster
Hip hop savior, this is for my girls
Sorry for the theft

I can't be good, it's a headache for my family
Can't change my ways, a cursed man can't be fixed
I can't be good, it's a headache for my family
Can't change my ways, a cursed man can't be fixed

Scene Contra, Kochi city Ghosta, the monster
Ten frickin' litres of booze, arriving every day
Smoking weed, eating madness for breakfast
One soda, two puffs, and the vibe changes, girl
This Kochi soil, you're just dust, Saima, a bit of booze
Second show scenes, stocking up on some bulk
A fire, lit and burning inside
My mom won't talk to me, that's my fate
In the city
Borrowed money, can't return it
This situation
Words stolen, family embarrassed
Life's a mess, the stress of leaving is the cause
Head spinning, can't change, destined
Took off, off the drugs
Puff puff passing
Hotbox the room,
Roll the fattest
Joint thick like a bad bitch
Add some golden glass I love the fragments
Smoke away flick the ashes
Stick to your passion
So many tracks I lost the balance
But who's counting

I can't be good, it's a headache for my family
Can't change my ways, a cursed man can't be fixed