El Patron - Patron перевод на английский

El Patron

Barlas on the beat, bitch
Astral
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah

Yanımda bro's man, shit Astral Beethoven
Liriklerim bronz ten, evimde yok hiç poster
Sen üstüme beton serp, bitmez işte boss
Tüm gün avuçladığın mouse ter, zırtapoza pause man

Üstümde Prada bro bak, Machine Gun'dan leşim çok
Sen yapamazsın krala combo, bitch, babandan keşim çok
Sizde mi beyin yok, yoksa bizde mi beyin bol?
Bitch, şaka maka niye tutmadın, sen söyle neyin yok?

Fazla komplekse gerek yok
Bi' ton zehre gerek yok, bu metropolde kelek çok
Sadece toksin, ilişkiler toksik
Or'da kimse dost değil, boy

Yaparsın fuhuşu sen her gece bi' turşuyla
Gömleğinde rujun, başka bi' kalbe kurşun
Bellidir sonun tutsan da oruç
Sen olmuşsun orospu ve arsız bir horozsun

Artık afarozsun, için kaşar olmuş
Beynini yakan hortum koşuyo' sana doğru
Yine yaktım paparozu, akşam denize doğru
Ölüme kadar oğlum

Yumruklar Rocky boy, etrafımda saki çok
Paket kafam parkinson, bak fakat makat Atkinson
Hellboy, adım "El Patrón" (oh no)
Benim için fame prova, denyo, game over

Yumruklar Rocky boy, etrafımda saki çok
Paket kafam parkinson, bak fakat makat Atkinson (rest in peace)
Hellboy, adım "El Patrón"
Benim için fame prova, denyo, game over

Big boss is fuckin' Rambo, bitch, sahada kanlı krampon
Ben tek kişilik bi' bando, yaşayamam random
Özgürüm sanki Django, bur'da eski dinazorlar yok
Biz takılıyo'z aynı kadro, ama bura değil bak Orlando

Ne Bangkok ne İstanbul, no fanboy just friend zone
Bitch, Gucci ya da Kenzo, ne ben söyleyim ne sen sor
Kung Fu tarzım Şanghay, var tango yok Gangnam
No Cola, no Fanta, yes şalgam, sex, mangal

Negatif enerjin yanacak ateşte, keratin gibi
İzlersin görümce rap'imi hevesin düşerek kırılır seramik gibi
Havanız söndü bi' lastik gibi, ben tepesindeyim, bitch, piramitinin
Ve patlarım içinde dinamit gibi, siz plastik sikin
Ve biraz da dizi en spastik fikir

Yumruklar Rocky boy, etrafımda saki çok
Paket kafam parkinson, bak fakat makat Atkinson
Hellboy, adım "El Patrón" (oh no)
Benim için fame prova, denyo, game over

Yumruklar Rocky boy, etrafımda saki çok
Paket kafam parkinson, bak fakat makat Atkinson (rest in peace)
Hellboy, adım "El Patrón"
Benim için fame prova, denyo, game over

The Boss

Barlas on the beat, bitch
Astral
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah

My bros are with me, man, shit, Astral Beethoven
My lyrics are bronze-skinned, no posters in my home
You can pour concrete on me, the boss won't quit
Mouse sweat all day in your hand, pause, poser

I'm wearing Prada, bro, look, I got plenty of bodies from Machine Gun
You can't combo the king, bitch, I got more cash than your daddy
Do you lack brains, or do we have plenty?
Bitch, seriously, why didn't you hold on, tell me what you're missing?

No need for excessive complexes
No need for a ton of poison, there are plenty of suckers in this metropolis
Just toxins, toxic relationships
Nobody's a friend there, boy

You prostitute yourself every night with a different pickle
Lipstick on your shirt, a bullet to another heart
Your end is clear, even if you fast
You've become a whore and a shameless rooster

Now you're excommunicated, your insides are cheesy
The hose that burns your brain is running towards you
I lit another cigarette, heading towards the sea in the evening
Until death, son

Fists like Rocky, boy, I'm surrounded by sakis
My head's packed, Parkinson's, but my ass is like Atkinson
Hellboy, my name is "El Patrón" (oh no)
Fame is a rehearsal for me, dummy, game over

Fists like Rocky, boy, I'm surrounded by sakis
My head's packed, Parkinson's, but my ass is like Atkinson (rest in peace)
Hellboy, my name is "El Patrón"
Fame is a rehearsal for me, dummy, game over

Big boss is fuckin' Rambo, bitch, bloody cleats on the field
I'm a one-man band, I can't live randomly
I'm free like Django, no old dinosaurs here
We hang out with the same crew, but this ain't Orlando

Neither Bangkok nor Istanbul, no fanboy just friend zone
Bitch, Gucci or Kenzo, neither I'll tell nor you should ask
My Kung Fu style is Shanghai, there's tango, no Gangnam
No Cola, no Fanta, yes şalgam, sex, barbecue

Your negative energy will burn in the fire, like keratin
You'll watch my rap like a sister-in-law, your enthusiasm will break like ceramics
Your vibe is flat like a tire, I'm on top of your pyramid, bitch
And I'll explode inside like dynamite, you plastic dick
And a little TV series, the most spastic idea

Fists like Rocky, boy, I'm surrounded by sakis
My head's packed, Parkinson's, but my ass is like Atkinson
Hellboy, my name is "El Patrón" (oh no)
Fame is a rehearsal for me, dummy, game over

Fists like Rocky, boy, I'm surrounded by sakis
My head's packed, Parkinson's, but my ass is like Atkinson (rest in peace)
Hellboy, my name is "El Patrón"
Fame is a rehearsal for me, dummy, game over