Текст и перевод песни Pumba - Bravo

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Starta med alle odds imot meg
Spør meg hvor mye jeg har gjort feil
Prøvde mitt beste, men det va'kke lett uten foresatte tilstedet, hadde ikke no' peil
For dette livet her er villt, mann
Og det kan ta deg hvor du vil, mann
Men djevelen venta med et smil, han
Tok meg og gjorde meg til villmann (aaaaah)
Klosser weed, hekker cola
Telefon i hver hånd, følte meg skikkelig stor as
Fuck the world, bare siterte Tupac
Fuck en jobb, jeg selger heller dop as
Tusenlapper, tusenlapper
Folk har mistet liv for noen tusenlapper
Folk har blitt til dyr for noen tusenlapper
Jeg mista mitt ansikt for noen tusenlapper
Som det er gud som snakker
Vi følger dritten som det er gud som snakker
Men det er djevelen som lurer fuckers
Så vi ikke ser det når det er gud som snakker
Vurderte å ta meg sjøl ut, men fuck it
Har mer å gjøre her enn under bakken
Skapte meg sjøl så hvem er du til å takkes
Jeg er Richard Bravo, hvem er du til å snakke?

Levde som ingenting var viktig
Jakta på alt det var profitt i
Jeg var så blenda av spenna, men enda kunne jeg ikke se forskjellen på hva jeg gjorde riktig
Og på tinga jeg gjorde galt
Er et under at jeg ikke falt
For dopet får deg til å rømme fra virkeligheten og det var det jeg ville mer enn alt
Livet mitt var virkelig et helvete
Det merkes, men du kan'ke se de merkene
Det sterkeste var dagene jeg merket det at merkene var dypere enn jeg merket selv
Bæda, jævla svarting gjorde alt (alt)
Bare for kjærligheten til tall, (tall)
Tider da alle snakka om metall, (tall)
Va'kke så kult når hylsene falt
Som det er gud som snakker
Vi følger ego som det er gud som snakker
Og stoltheten som det er gud som snakker
Men du vet selv at det er du som snakker
Det er du som snakker, var uten anger
Skjønte det selv for jeg var uten tanker
Handla på ren impuls i grunn som, fuck it
Jeg er Richard Bravo, hvem er du til å snakke?

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Started with all odds against me
Ask me how much I did wrong
Tried my best, but it wasn't easy without parents present, had no clue
Because this life here is wild, man
And it can take you wherever you want, man
But the devil was waiting with a smile, he
Took me and turned me into a wild man (aaaaah)
Trapping weed, dealing coke
Phone in each hand, felt like a real big shot
Fuck the world, just quoted Tupac
Fuck a job, I'd rather sell drugs, man
Thousands, thousands
People have lost lives for a few thousand
People have become animals for a few thousand
I lost my face for a few thousand
As if it's God speaking
We follow the shit like it's God speaking
But it's the devil who tricks fuckers
So we don't see it when it's God speaking
Considered taking myself out, but fuck it
Got more to do here than underground
Created myself so who are you to be thanked
I'm Richard Bravo, who are you to talk?

Lived as if nothing mattered
Chasing after everything that had profit in it
I was so blinded by the excitement, but still I couldn't see the difference between what I did right
And the things I did wrong
It's a miracle I didn't fall
Because dope makes you escape from reality and that's what I wanted more than anything
My life was truly a living hell
It shows, but you can't see the marks
The strongest were the days when I realized the marks were deeper than I noticed myself
Damn, fucking black man did everything (everything)
Just for the love of numbers, (numbers)
Times when everyone talked about metal, (numbers)
Wasn't so cool when the shells fell
As if it's God speaking
We follow ego like it's God speaking
And pride like it's God speaking
But you know yourself that it's you who's talking
It's you who's talking, was without regret
Understood it myself for I was without thoughts
Acted purely on impulse, basically like, fuck it
I'm Richard Bravo, who are you to talk?