Текст и перевод песни Kid Fresino feat. Jjj - Turn.(who do)

Turn.(who do)

落ちてきた明確 そいつを頼りに絵を描く
サンキュ nosh またペンを下ろす
流れは急だが slow 今はそう feel
わかるぜ brother あげな gain blow up
てめえの気持ち汲んで 愛を割く
溶かす心 on the rap shit
確信が目の奥
俺を取り巻く幸気付く時から始まった story
帆をはったあの日は土砂降り
枯れた涙 しめつける heart ちっぽけと dance
初めて知る pain そうじゃねぇと溜まった rhyme はヤケ
向き合った時わかる意味 answer
軽くなる肩 だが信号はまだ黄
でも行けんだ remember あの sailing
時は無常 でも光はその先
仰いだ空 今信号は青 ready go
俺の言葉は red, no end カタチ反転させてるいつも
ヤツなら泣いてる lady に手を差し伸べる 無口な kids には口で伝える
心配ねぇこの意志なら背中 掲げたモットー never die だから
笑える話を持ち帰る 好きな奴らの会話リリックに変える
この music は father や mother 最高にだっせぇが愛してる brother
それから street に peace 願う sister 言葉にする意味もねぇよな my step brother
そんで俺の相棒に ey men, yo keep 1人の honey ヤツも当然
この hand おさまりきるほどの libation この先増える一方なら俺は思い描く
己の才能に敬意を示した くだらねぇ dream で midnight目覚めた
裏切る裏切らねぇ fake の話 仲間のくせにその永遠の鎖
信じてることを信じきる俺は 簡単なことも忘れてるバカ
Sniff cocaine and good weed で夜を忘れた いつかの約束は嘘になるか
この目に映る big な摩天楼 誰に言われるわけじゃなく目指してる top more
引き返すことはねぇゲームに生まれた 誰の心の中 like a scream "life is rough"
日々 answer は変わり つけてたチェーン champagne gold に変わる
Oh no なに見失った home boy? 足元見るよかこころ
俺の言葉は red, no end カタチ反転させてるいつも
ヤツなら泣いてる lady に手を差し伸べる 無口な kids には口で伝える
心配ねぇこの意志なら背中 掲げたモットー never die だから
笑える話を持ち帰る 好きな奴らの会話リリックに変える
Weaker が knowledge を超える aha, music は book よかしっくりくる
このアホな頭 俺らのこのまま 生き急がなくても cool だぜ forever
Bitch, 喜怒哀楽 テキストに起こして 金稼ぎなんてのは二の次だぜ
なぁ B-boy, rap から make it 後ろは見ずに立ち向かう本当の意味
もし声を無くしたら next 何をしようか アがるぐらいが俺は調子がいいんだ
まだ人の文句なら腐るほどある でも口は閉じる like budamunkみたく
それぞれのやり方見て学ぶ but 俺自身のやり口尊重してる
あの boots の basement で声を枯らした 仙人（掌）のように身に寄り添うだけだ
見てくれだけじゃつかめねぇもの そう心は目には映らねぇだろ
この山場を越えりゃ Zion へと一歩 風は強えぇが今いいとこ yeah

Turn.(who do)

Falling down is my cue, I sketch out a picture
Thanks nosh, I drop my pen again
The flow is fast but slow, that's how I feel right now
I feel you brother, raise the gain, blow up
I embrace your feelings, I give out the love
I melt my heart on the rap shit
My conviction is in my eyes
The story began with the good fortune that surrounded me
The day the sails were raised it poured
Dried tears choke my heart, I dance with my insignificance
I learn pain for the first time, without it the rhymes I hoard are useless
When I face it, I'll understand the meaning, the answer
My shoulders feel lighter, but the lights are still yellow
But let's go, remember that sailing
Time is fleeting, but there's light ahead
I looked up at the sky, now the lights are green, ready go
My words are red, no end, I always change their shape
He would reach out to the crying lady, and speak to the quiet kids
Don't worry, my will is strong, the motto is to never die, that's why
I bring back funny stories, turning the conversations of those I love into lyrics
This music is my father or mother, ridiculously uncool, but I love my brother
And then I wish for peace on the streets, sister, what's the point of saying it, my step brother
Then to my partner, hey man, keep it real, one honey, of course she also
This hand can hold this libation, if it keeps increasing, then I'll imagine
I paid respect to my own talent, I woke up at midnight with a stupid dream
Talk of betraying or not betraying, fake stories, the eternal chain of so-called friends
I believe what I believe, I'm an idiot who forgets even simple things
I sniffed cocaine and good weed and forgot about the night, will the promises of the past turn out to be lies?
The big skyscrapers I see in my eyes, I don't care who tells me to, I'm aiming for the very top
I'll never turn back, I was born for the game, in whose heart, like a scream, "life is rough"
The answers change every day, the chain I wore turns to champagne gold
Oh no, what have you lost sight of, homeboy? Look at your heart, not at your feet
My words are red, no end, I always change their shape
He would reach out to the crying lady, and speak to the quiet kids
Don't worry, my will is strong, the motto is to never die, that's why
I bring back funny stories, turning the conversations of those I love into lyrics
Weaker surpasses knowledge, aha, music is better than a book
This idiotic head, our just the way we are, no need to rush, we'll be cool forever
Bitch, write down your joys, sorrows, anger and pleasures in a text, making money is secondary
Hey B-boy, make it from rap, face forward and don't look back, that's what it really means
If I lose my voice, what will I do next, I'm feeling good when I'm feeling a little high
There's still plenty of room to complain about people, but I'll keep my mouth shut, like budamunk
I watch and learn from everyone's way of doing things, but I respect my own way of doing things
In that boots basement, my voice grew hoarse, like a saint, I just stay close to you
You can't catch what you can only see, so your heart is invisible
If I get over this hurdle, I'll take a step towards Zion, the wind is strong but it's good right now yeah