Back on Track - Jamal перевод на английский

Back on Track

(Shit isch real ja)
(Und wenn shit real wird, wer isch da?)
(I guess it's just me)
(JAMAL)

Phalt din Bonus und phalt din Vorschuss
Eusi Träum sind gebore im Hochhuus
Mir gönd höch us das isch euse Modus
Babe ich schenk dir en Ohrwurm aber niemals en Diamond Ring
Machs wie Gaúcho und spiel dir en No Look
Du wirsches verstah wenn Deheime bisch
Ich bin da für en Brüeder wenn eine sinkt
Und schmöck en Betrüger wenn eine stinkt
Erkenn e Lücke wie Toni Kroos
Trap isch min Job ich bin hobbylos
Min Shotta wird Stoff a din Homie los
Uf eimal isch öpis dim Homie los
Dini Members sind nöd vo dem Holz gschnitzt
Bro jetzt wird endlich din Homie los
Hoffnig in Vakuum verpackt da hinder de Wänd
Min G het sich nie intressiert für Emotionali Intelligenz
Hauptsach we made it catched i paar jahr fix Demenz
Gott bewahr vor eus vor Schicksalsschläg - aber er seit mir es git so Täg
Ich glaub dir keis Wort wenn du seisch das du's guet meinsch
Het ich zuegseit het ich mit Bluet gsigned
Aber sin Ruef isch ihm vorus geeilt
N- han ihgsteckt und han usteilt
Rapper sind two faced switched 2 sides
Lebt imene Huus aber redet vo True Crime

Back on track, zrug i de trap baby no second guess
Tracksuit fresh, black on black mini strap en perfect match
Catch en fade, und denn en Opp mir hend de Key wie Glock
De Block isch hot bi minus Grad ich glaub mir sind bipolar

Back on track, zrug i de trap baby no second guess
Tracksuit fresh, black on black mini strap en perfect match
Catch en fade, und denn en Opp mir hend de Key wie Glock
De Block isch hot bi minus Grad ich glaub mir sind bipolar

Back on Track

(Shit is real, yeah)
(And when shit gets real, who's there?)
(I guess it's just me)
(JAMAL)

Forget your bonus and forget your advance
Our dreams were born in the high-rise
We go high, that's our modus
Baby, I'll give you an earworm, but never a diamond ring
Do it like Gaúcho and pull off a no-look pass
You'll understand when you're at home
I'm here for a brother when one falls
And I'll smell a traitor when one stinks
Recognize a gap like Toni Kroos
Trap is my job, I'm hobby-less
My shooter will deliver stuff to your homie
Suddenly something's going down with your homie
Your members aren't made of that wood
Bro, now your homie's finally getting loose
Hope packed in a vacuum behind the walls
My G never cared about emotional intelligence
Main thing is we made it, caught a few years, quick dementia
God protect us from fate's blows - but he tells me there are days like these
I don't believe a word you say when you say you mean well
If I agreed, I signed with blood
But his reputation preceded him
N- I stabbed him and distributed it
Rappers are two-faced, switched two sides
Live in a house but talk about true crime

Back on track, back in the trap baby, no second guess
Tracksuit fresh, black on black, mini strap, a perfect match
Catch a fade, and then an opp, we have the key like Glock
The block is hot even at minus degrees, I think we're bipolar

Back on track, back in the trap baby, no second guess
Tracksuit fresh, black on black, mini strap, a perfect match
Catch a fade, and then an opp, we have the key like Glock
The block is hot even at minus degrees, I think we're bipolar