Hades - L.O.C. перевод на английский

Hades

Vi nedstiger til Hades
Langt under deres elskede gade
Hvor deres syn på at holde det ægte er skredet
Og de tror det at råbe højst vinder balladen
Men de er blot ynkelige under dække
Og sidste udvej det er kast noget plettet
Men de er lavet af fæces og bløder pis
Så hvorfor skulle jeg gøre mine knoer beskidte
Der var engang hvor drenge blev til mænd
Hvor man så til sine ældre for råd
Hvor bøf var noget man åd
Og et problem rent faktisk medførte blod
Men jalousi og smålighed er åbenbart nok
For at snakke som en luder er det nye sort
Jeg er resistent for det går kun fremad
Og Succes Generer Misundeligt Drama

Jeg kender dig ikke nok til at hade dig
Men jeg må gøre det godt siden du hader mig

Hvad der ikke slår dig ihjel gør dig ligeglad
Og kun kujoner kigger hjemad
Når de får visioner om dit fjæs på et sølvfad
Fuck beef bitch hvad er had
Det er når de ser et menneske går imod strømmen
Fast besluttet på at residere i deres drømme
Og de ville ønske de ku′ gå med op ad bjerget
Men deres fødder vil ikke løfte sig deres vilje er begravet
I en selvmedlidende tryghed
For det vante det giver dem en bund som de kan hvile deres ryg ved
Så er det lettere at pege fingre mod himlen
Og være endnu en udstrakt arm midt i vrimlen
Der reagerer på et manglende mod
Så småligt at deres had ser materielt ud
Og så er had pludseligt at se mig i en coupe
Og at vide at deres kæreste måske er en groupie

Jeg kender dig ikke nok til at hade dig
Men jeg må gøre det godt siden du hader mig

Lad vær' at had en spiller nej du burde
Hade det faktum du ikke engang selv turde det
Men had avler had så du må forberede dig
På at alle omkring dig de en dag vil hade dig
Det er din skæbne at spise af dit eget kød
For du er alene ved bordet når du skal brække brød
Du holder messe uden fremmøde
Fingeren i halsen det er det sidste du kan frastøde
Du er kun dit eftermæle værd
Og din arv er der ingen der bærer
Nej du er glemt som en anonym afdød
Det du laver er ligesom min eks - afprøvet
Allerede indtaget
Og det kan kun udmunde i vrede
Som kun kan udmunde i had
Men kun en ting er større og jeg ved hvad
Når det er nødvendigt at de siger dit navn
For overhovedet at blive set i deres egen hjemstavn
Når alt de stiler efter det er noget du er
Når din mening om de hoes kan fucke deres karriere
år dem der sviner ikke kan komme af med
Det faktum at de ville sutte dig af for et omkvæd
Når voksne mænd i jakkesæt tuder offentligt
Bare fordi du har sagt deres forretning går dårligt
Når du tjener hele deres livsløn årligt
Når det sidste de kan finde på at kalde dig er borgerlig
Det når du er din egen bedste kontakt
Så fuck al deres had bitch - hvad er magt
Hvad er magt
Hvad er magt
Hvad er magt...

Hades

We descend to Hades
Far beneath their beloved street
Where their view of keeping it real has crumbled
And they believe that shouting the loudest wins the fight
But they are just pathetic under cover
And the last resort is to throw something tainted
But they are made of feces and bleed piss
So why should I get my knuckles dirty
There was a time when boys became men
Where you looked to your elders for advice
Where steak was something you ate
And a problem actually resulted in blood
But jealousy and pettiness are apparently enough
Because talking like a whore is the new black
I am resistant, I only move forward
And Success Generates Envious Drama

I don't know you enough to hate you
But I must be doing something right since you hate me

What doesn't kill you makes you indifferent
And only cowards look back
When they get visions of your face on a silver platter
Fuck beef, bitch, what is hate?
It's when they see a man going against the current
Determined to reside in their dreams
And they wish they could climb the mountain with him
But their feet won't lift, their will is buried
In a self-pitying security
Because the familiar gives them a foundation on which they can rest their back
Then it's easier to point fingers at the sky
And be just another outstretched arm in the crowd
Reacting to a lack of courage
So petty that their hate looks material
And then hate is suddenly seeing me in a coupe
And knowing that their girlfriend might be a groupie

I don't know you enough to hate you
But I must be doing something right since you hate me

Don't hate a player, no you should
Hate the fact that you didn't even dare to do it yourself
But hate breeds hate so you must prepare yourself
That everyone around you will one day hate you
It's your destiny to eat your own flesh
Because you are alone at the table when you break bread
You hold mass without attendance
The finger down your throat is the last thing you can repel
You are only worth your legacy
And your inheritance, no one carries
No, you are forgotten like an anonymous deceased
What you do is like my ex - tried and tested
Already consumed
And it can only result in anger
Which can only result in hate
But only one thing is bigger and I know what
When it's necessary that they say your name
Just to be seen in their own hometown
When everything they strive for is something you are
When your opinion of those hoes can fuck up their careers
Years that those who slander can't get rid of
The fact that they would suck you off for a chorus
When grown men in suits cry publicly
Just because you said their business is doing badly
When you earn their entire life's salary annually
When the last thing they can think of to call you is bourgeois
That's when you're your own best contact
So fuck all their hate, bitch - what is power
What is power
What is power
What is power...