Текст и перевод песни Dwon - Usurper

Usurper

Evo slišm da vsi so neki hudi
Sej je prou vsak se pač po svoje trudi
Ampak gremo zdej lepo počas
Če so oni hudi brt kaj sm pol jst

Spet sm na traku ja spet sm za majkom
Par let počaku ker biu sm pred cajtom
Upadam korakam v tole rap bajto
Da nau masakr dej zdej mi nazaj to
Igra je moja dajem krono nazaj na mesto
Kličte me usurper ker zasedu vam bom prestol
Pravjo da sm best of eni pravjo da sm shiiit
Zeleni so k pesto od zavisti to se vid
Jst sm mit brt pravi street brt
Dej respect mi ne bit pička ne bit klit brt
Yo nimam meduze nit čkepi z ljubljane
Mam pa ta cruiser not kile iz španije
Proti men luzer vsak k gre name
Nism abuser sam jebem vam znanje
Dej posluši surov sm tok k suši
Ubou sm tisoč bitov in vse jih mam na duši woow
Govorim kaj hočem a določenim je bed
Letim kt da sm počen vedno točen za polet
Pustim da flow je sočen močen ker mam ta street cred
A ti nekam si ukočen a ozvočen si k fed

K sm na bitu več kera je spika
To je ta priča k druge utiša
Če te zamika poklič in uleti
Podajamo žare letijo kometi
Letijo konfeti vse se mi bliska
Zvij mi čistaka nalij mi čistga
Tle dva ortaka sranje ga benga
To kar kadiš ti iz našga je genga
A velik je for teh vsak hoče kos te torte
Ne trudt se nemorte ker niste take sorte
Rime ti strelam kt da sm rambo
Al pa k cash al pa kt tango
Delam ta keš mogoče bo lambo
Al pa raj ne ker verjetn pol sam bom
Jebeni starboy nabijem ti traumo
Rime so lobe in jst sm ti pablo
Predstavlji si tablo gor moja slika
Vaše pod mano sam nikjer linka
Džaba ti maska džaba ti krinka
Vse to kar delaš nima učinka
Pelem po bitu meljem ta sweet tooth
Rad bi pozabu vse kar sm vidu

Govorim kaj hočem a določenim je bed
Letim kt da sm počen vedno točen za polet
Pustim da flow je sočen močen ker mam ta stret cred
A ti nekam si ukočen a ozvočen si k fed

Paranoja a to gre zravn k poslu
Paranoja v pljučih paranoja v nosu
Dubu si jo celo hitr se je losu
Zdej pa lepo prosm brate vrn pare bossu
Ne zamero kuhat to mislm satirično
In ne se z mano fukat devičnik si lirično
A rabš kj poštukat posodm ti knjižico
Znam pero to sukat rezultati vidni so
Rime odliče nove vsakič k sm na tem bitu
Mam različne flowe glasove ne rabm nobenga na featu
A koga bi klicu tiste k ostali zvesti so streeetu

Usurper

Yo, I hear everyone's sayin' they're so tough,
Yeah, everyone's trying their best, enough.
But let's take it nice and slow, baby,
If they're so tough, what the hell am I, lady?

Back on the track, yeah, back on the mic,
Waited a few years, I was ahead of my time, right?
I'm stepping into this rap game, see,
To unleash carnage, now give it back to me.
The game is mine, putting the crown back in its place,
Call me usurper, 'cause I'm taking your throne, with grace.
They say I'm the best of, some say I'm shit,
They're green with envy, girl, you can see it.
I'm a myth, a true street brother, you see,
Give me respect, don't be a pussy, don't be a clit, seriously.
Yo, I don't have Meduza or Cheeky from Ljubljana,
But I got this cruiser, kilos from Spain, wanna?
Against me, every loser who comes at me fails,
I'm not an abuser, I'm just fucking your brains, no sales.
Listen up, darling, I'm raw like sushi,
Killed a thousand beats, and they're all on my soul, truly.
I say what I want, but some feel the shame,
I'm flying high, always on time for the game.
My flow is juicy, powerful, 'cause I got that street cred,
But you're stiff, sound like you're fed.

When I'm on the beat, no more chit-chat,
This is the witness that silences the cat.
If you're tempted, call and come through,
We're passing joints, comets are flying, too.
Confetti's flying, everything's flashing bright,
Roll me a pure one, pour me a pure delight.
Two homies here, banging that shit,
What you're smoking, comes from our kit.
Many want a piece of this cake, I see it all,
Don't bother trying, you're not of this sort, at all.
I'm shooting rhymes like I'm Rambo, you know,
Or like Cash, or like Tango.
Making that cash, maybe a Lambo soon,
Or maybe not, then I'll be alone, under the moon.
Fucking starboy, I'll give you trauma,
Rhymes are dope, and I'm your Pablo.
Imagine a billboard, my picture on top,
Yours underneath, no link, no stop.
Your mask is useless, your disguise is vain,
Everything you do has no effect, it's plain.
Flowing on the beat, grinding that sweet tooth,
I want to forget everything I've seen, the truth.

I say what I want, but some feel the shame,
I'm flying high, always on time for the game.
My flow is juicy, powerful, 'cause I got that street cred,
But you're stiff, sound like you're fed.

Paranoia, but it comes with the job,
Paranoia in my lungs, paranoia in my snob.
Rolled a whole one, it went bad fast,
Now please, brother, return the money to the boss.
Don't take it personal, I mean it satirically,
And don't brag to me, you're lyrically a virgin, really.
Need something fixed? I'll lend you my little book,
I know how to twist this pen, the results are clear, take a look.
Excellent rhymes, new ones every time I'm on this beat,
I got different flows, voices, don't need anyone on a feat.
But who would I call? Those who stayed true to the street.