Текст и перевод песни Seedy - Kurt Cobain

Kurt Cobain

Jag kan two step back i din enemies ends
He might hate you
But we never been Friends

Har en pretty boy smile
Blacked out benz

Iced out rollie
No New Friends

En guzz sa
Seedy du kall mot mig
Gav henne filt
Sa ta hand om dig

Hon hatar å spela
But Love the game
Jagade para
Blev till fame

Left the Pain
Inte gå ut som Kurt Cobain
Drömmer om priser å hall of fame
Young black man
We're not the same

I en svit on tour
Posta en bild så nu ser hur jag mår
Pyjamas jag sover Versace Couture
Mitt liv den är bättre idag än igår

Se hur de går
Diamonds dom dansar på natten
Dom glittrar på marken jag står

One nine four
Jag skriver en story
Min rök den e sticky
Min wrist den e flicky
Jag bused in the door

Lay down
Jag skjuter mot stjärnor i år
Lay down
Jag dansar på branchen
Lay down

Im from the streets
Ni trodde benim var sweetie sweet
Big slap mannen sätt repeat
And bring it back where it's supposed to be

Lay down
Jag dansar på branchen
Lay down
Jag skjuter mot stjärnor i år
Lay down

Im from the streets
Ni trodde benim var sweetie sweet
Big slap mannen sätt repeat
And bring it back where it's supposed to be

Flow så illy, Killy, Billy
Streams blir millies
Kalla mig skilly
Arbeta villig
Bad gyal filly
You don't like me
Dont be silly

Dumma beslut in the bedroom
Got to many nis on shaderoom
Locked up i en cell för en fake Boo
Håller allt för mig själv ni e fake news

Mannen ni Thots
Go straight to the buuuizz yeah
För Guzzar e allt
De därför ni broke
Ni har era needs

Idag jag mår bra (Bake that's shit)
Don't talk to much (Just play that shit)
Don't pull no joke (Got paigons here)
Don't wanna mess with mee yeah

Se hur de går
Diamonds dom dansar på natten
Dom glittrar på marken jag står

One nine four
Jag skriver en story
Min rök den e sticky
Min wrist den e flicky
Jag bused in the door

Lay down
Jag skjuter mot stjärnor i år
Lay down
Jag dansar på branchen
Lay down

Im from the streets
Ni trodde benim var sweetie sweet
Big slap mannen sätt repeat
And bring it back where it's supposed to be

Lay down
Jag dansar på branchen
Lay down
Jag skjuter mot stjärnor i år
Lay down

Im from the streets
Ni trodde benim var sweetie sweet
Big slap mannen sätt repeat
And bring it back where it's supposed to be

Kurt Cobain

I can two-step back in your enemies' ends
He might hate you
But we've never been friends

Got a pretty boy smile
Blacked-out Benz

Iced-out Rollie
No new friends

A girl, so
You call me Seedy
Gave her a blanket
Said take care of yourself

She hates to play
But loves the game
Chased the money
Became fame

Left the pain
Don't wanna go out like Kurt Cobain
Dreaming of awards and the hall of fame
Young black man
We're not the same

In a suite on tour
Posting a picture so you see how I'm doing
Pyjamas, I sleep in Versace Couture
My life is better today than yesterday

See how it goes
Diamonds dance at night
They glitter on the ground where I stand

One nine four
I'm writing a story
My smoke is sticky
My wrist is flicky
I busted in the door

Lay down
I'm shooting for the stars this year
Lay down
I'm dancing on the industry
Lay down

I'm from the streets
You thought my demeanor was sweetie sweet
Big slap, man, put it on repeat
And bring it back where it's supposed to be

Lay down
I'm dancing on the industry
Lay down
I'm shooting for the stars this year
Lay down

I'm from the streets
You thought my demeanor was sweetie sweet
Big slap, man, put it on repeat
And bring it back where it's supposed to be

Flow so illy, Killy, Billy
Streams turn into millions
Call me skilly
Willing to work
Bad girl filly
You don't like me
Don't be silly

Stupid decisions in the bedroom
Got too many nudes on Shade Room
Locked up in a cell for a fake boo
Keeping everything to myself, you're fake news

Man, you thots
Go straight to the buuuizz yeah
Because girls are everything
That's why you're broke
You have your needs

Today I feel good (Bake that shit)
Don't talk too much (Just play that shit)
Don't pull no joke (Got paigons here)
Don't wanna mess with me yeah

See how it goes
Diamonds dance at night
They glitter on the ground where I stand

One nine four
I'm writing a story
My smoke is sticky
My wrist is flicky
I busted in the door

Lay down
I'm shooting for the stars this year
Lay down
I'm dancing on the industry
Lay down

I'm from the streets
You thought my demeanor was sweetie sweet
Big slap, man, put it on repeat
And bring it back where it's supposed to be

Lay down
I'm dancing on the industry
Lay down
I'm shooting for the stars this year
Lay down

I'm from the streets
You thought my demeanor was sweetie sweet
Big slap, man, put it on repeat
And bring it back where it's supposed to be