R.I.P. - Hiro перевод на английский

R.I.P.

Írogatják nekem azt, hogy R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
Olyat nyomok, lehozza a Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Honnan ez a sok millió klikk, klikk, klikk?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy dik, dik, dik

Írogatják nekem azt, hogy R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
Olyat nyomok, lehozza a Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Honnan ez a sok millió klikk, klikk, klikk?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy dik, dik, dik

Írogatják nekem azt, hogy R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
Olyat nyomok, lehozza a Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Honnan ez a sok millió klikk, klikk, klikk?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy dik, dik, dik

Hallgass el
Eleve nem fair
Hogy elevenen fallak fel
Hozod a fosod, lemosom a koszod
A nevem egy bestseller
Mutogattátok a fuckot
Hogy én csak popot gyártok
Megszoktátok a rapet tőlem, volt pedig bőven
A 10. lemez, a tagem a kőben
Ne gyere be!
Mikor én itt vagyok, ne gyere be!
Mit keresel megin' a terepemen?
Nem hergelem magam a gyerekeken
Mutatod, mi az a rap
Te nekem megmutatod, mi az a trap?
Mondd, mibe keveredek? Belemegyek
Mer' ennek a gyereknek elege lett

Írogatják nekem azt, hogy R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
Olyat nyomok, lehozza a Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Honnan ez a sok millió klikk, klikk, klikk?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy dik, dik, dik

Írogatják nekem azt, hogy R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
Olyat nyomok, lehozza a Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Honnan ez a sok millió klikk, klikk, klikk?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy dik, dik, dik

Írogatják nekem azt, hogy R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
Olyat nyomok, lehozza a Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Honnan ez a sok millió klikk, klikk, klikk?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy dik, dik, dik

Nem tudod a szerepedet
Tesa nem tudod a szerepedet
Mikor én szúrom a szemeteket
Alám beírod a szemetedet
Tudod, hogy unom a leveletek
Minden nap hallom, hogy le veletek
Ilyeneket kinevetek
Mindig emleget, de nem eleget
Kötekedtek, hogy régen hoztam rapet
Pedig ettek, jöttek-mentek
Hol van a néhány kamu fan?
Enemyk lettek
Kötekedtek, hogy mér' nem élem
A régi énem, de kérem, úgy vélem
A véleményét én még nem kértem
De vajon mér' nem?

Írogatják nekem azt, hogy R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
Olyat nyomok, lehozza a Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Honnan ez a sok millió klikk, klikk, klikk?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy dik, dik, dik

Írogatják nekem azt, hogy R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
Olyat nyomok, lehozza a Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Honnan ez a sok millió klikk, klikk, klikk?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy dik, dik, dik

Írogatják nekem azt, hogy R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
Olyat nyomok, lehozza a Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Honnan ez a sok millió klikk, klikk, klikk?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy dik, dik, dik

R.I.P.

They keep writing me R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
I'm doing things that make the headlines, Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Where do all these millions of clicks come from, click, click, click?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy drip, drip, drip

They keep writing me R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
I'm doing things that make the headlines, Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Where do all these millions of clicks come from, click, click, click?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy drip, drip, drip

They keep writing me R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
I'm doing things that make the headlines, Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Where do all these millions of clicks come from, click, click, click?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy drip, drip, drip

Listen up
It's not fair from the start
That you tear me down while I'm still alive
You bring your crap, I wash off your dirt
My name is a bestseller
You were showing the middle finger
Saying I only make pop music
You got used to rap from me, there was plenty
The 10th album, my tag in stone
Don't come in!
When I'm here, don't come in!
What are you doing on my turf again?
I don't bother myself with kids
You're showing me what rap is
You're showing me what trap is?
Tell me, what am I getting into? I'm in
Because this kid has had enough

They keep writing me R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
I'm doing things that make the headlines, Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Where do all these millions of clicks come from, click, click, click?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy drip, drip, drip

They keep writing me R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
I'm doing things that make the headlines, Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Where do all these millions of clicks come from, click, click, click?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy drip, drip, drip

They keep writing me R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
I'm doing things that make the headlines, Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Where do all these millions of clicks come from, click, click, click?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy drip, drip, drip

You don't know your role
Girl, you don't know your role
When I'm piercing your eyes
You write your nonsense below me
You know I'm tired of your messages
Every day I hear to get rid of you
I laugh at such things
Always mentions, but not enough
You complained that I haven't brought rap in a while
But you ate, came and went
Where are the few fake fans?
They became enemies
You complained why I don't live
My old self, but please, I believe
I haven't asked for your opinion yet
But why not?

They keep writing me R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
I'm doing things that make the headlines, Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Where do all these millions of clicks come from, click, click, click?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy drip, drip, drip

They keep writing me R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
I'm doing things that make the headlines, Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Where do all these millions of clicks come from, click, click, click?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy drip, drip, drip

They keep writing me R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.
I'm doing things that make the headlines, Blikk, Blikk, Blikk
Where do all these millions of clicks come from, click, click, click?
Dolce Gabbana, Givenchy drip, drip, drip