Majster Slova (feat. Separ & Slipo) - Momo перевод на английский

Majster Slova (feat. Separ & Slipo)

Ujebaný majster slova stavá od stola,
Ide zastaviť váš primitívny dohad.
Laboratórium na slová šlape zapína sa prvá mašina ostrána stovád.

Bubloce voda zo skla, von,
Pokusným pacientom sa prestáva chcieť zostať.
Röntgen ukázal že kde je slabá kostra a tak správne slová z márnice zahájili zrýchlený rozklad.

Hej vravím nesúď tento obal,
Majster slova zopár ľudí už si zoperoval.
Možno nevidno to je to psycho magor jeho meno nikto nechce vysloviť a priznať je to Roman.
Kto? Momo Sám a jeho román, možno pýta sa, že aký vlastne zmysel to má.
Ako mám vysvetliť? Ako mám osvetliť? To tým ostatným že som ich zmasakroval.

REFRÉN: Chceš si dokázať to nájvác k tebe poď, daj sem!
Chceš si rovnať sily s majstrom tak hopsaj sem!
Pôjdeš jednoducho povedané pod pajser,
Tam si obháj smer, svoj tvoj slov majster.

Kanister benzínu lejem na mapy starých schém,
Na pomoc mi prišli majstri iba známych mien.
Ten vraví aj ten vraví aj ten vraví aj ten.

Separ majster jak Splinter ne majster jak eN viem.
Netreba ti opakovať kto som,
Som tá silueta v kapuci čo stojí v ruke s kosou.
Jak záporný hrdina čo ťa už neraz stopol,
Vaše textami počarbané papiere mením v popol.

Bystrým pohľadom po okolí jak sokol,
Vidím biznismenov, nevidím rap všetci čechrajú si chochol.
Majster preto že mám zásady a česť a za pár rokov
Som to dokázal úplne celé zesť krokou.

Asi dvesto miliónov za mnou,
A stále jebem robiť hudbu ktorá kurvy núti hýbať panvou.
Zavrem netalentovaných do miestnosti s mambou,
Neskúšaj to imitovať smrad, toto je liga majstrov!

REFRÉN: Chceš si dokázať to nájvác k tebe poď, daj sem!
Chceš si rovnať sily s majstrom tak hopsaj sem!
Pôjdeš jednoducho povedané pod pajser,
Tam si obháj smer, svoj tvoj slov majster.

Není majster jak majster chápe len majster,
Darmo budeš prechádzať dokumentov flajster.

Táto spolupráca nebezpečná ako craiser,
Sóze kričíš čo ale aj tak ti nikto nepomôže.
Majster slova pozná kto je pravý, kto je pózer,
Kto sa o niečo tu pričinil a kto je povel.
Kto má hudbu v srdci, kto vidí len lóve.
Och, pane Bóže.

Majster slova ti nevraví čo sa patrí,
Ale fakty aj keď nepríjemné vedia byť jak priamy pád do šachty.
Keď koroner už pripravený baliť ťa do plachty
Nik smrti neunikne nemaj strach ty.

Majster slova učí život a ne škola,
To je dôležitá sloha ako v knihe posledná je kapitola.
Tých čo berú hudbu ako tovar posiela von z kola
Slipo, Momo, Separ sleduje ťa jak patrola.

REFRÉN: Chceš si dokázať to nájvác k tebe poď, daj sem!
Chceš si rovnať sily s majstrom tak hopsaj sem!
Pôjdeš jednoducho povedané pod pajser,
Tam si obháj smer, svoj tvoj slov majster.

Master of Words (feat. Separ & Slipo)

The fucked-up master of words rises from his table,
Going to stop your primitive assumptions.
The word laboratory is running, the first machine of sharpened words is turned on.

Water bubbles from the glass, out,
The test subjects no longer want to remain.
X-ray showed where the weak bones are, and so the right words from the morgue started accelerated decomposition.

Hey, I'm saying don't judge this shell,
The master of words has already operated on a few people.
Maybe you can't see it, he's a psycho maniac, nobody wants to say his name and admit it's Roman.
Who? Momo Himself and his novel, maybe he's asking what the point of it all is.
How can I explain? How can I enlighten? To the others that I massacred them.

CHORUS: You wanna prove it, you wannabe, come to me, give it here!
You wanna measure your strength against the master, so hop over here!
You'll simply go under the crowbar,
There you'll defend your direction, your master of words.

I pour a canister of gasoline on maps of old schemes,
Only masters of familiar names came to help me.
That one says and that one says and that one says and that one.

Separ master like Splinter not master like eN I know.
No need to repeat who I am,
I'm that silhouette in the hood standing with a scythe in my hand.
Like a negative hero who stopped you more than once,
I turn your scribbled papers into ashes.

With a keen eye around like a falcon,
I see businessmen, I don't see rap, everyone is ruffling their crest.
Master because I have principles and honor and in a few years
I managed to completely devour it all step by step.

About two hundred million behind me,
And I still fucking love making music that makes bitches move their pelvis.
I'll lock the untalented in a room with a mamba,
Don't try to imitate the stench, this is the Champions League!

CHORUS: You wanna prove it, you wannabe, come to me, give it here!
You wanna measure your strength against the master, so hop over here!
You'll simply go under the crowbar,
There you'll defend your direction, your master of words.

There is no master like a master, only a master understands,
You'll be flipping through documents in vain, plaster.

This collaboration is as dangerous as a cruiser,
You scream to the solo what but still no one will help you.
The master of words knows who is real, who is a poser,
Who contributed something here and who is a command.
Who has music in their heart, who only sees money.
Oh, Lord.

The master of words doesn't tell you what's right,
But facts, even if unpleasant, can be like a direct fall into a shaft.
When the coroner is ready to wrap you in a sheet
No one escapes death, don't be afraid.

The master of words teaches life and not school,
That's an important verse like the last chapter in a book.
Those who take music as a commodity are sent out of the circle
Slipo, Momo, Separ watches you like a patrol.

CHORUS: You wanna prove it, you wannabe, come to me, give it here!
You wanna measure your strength against the master, so hop over here!
You'll simply go under the crowbar,
There you'll defend your direction, your master of words.