Текст и перевод песни Sigi MC - Wällä

Wällä

Vandamme style,
Gangdalang wies de ander seit,
Figg din standart rhyme und din standart
Hype wasi mache het sie alli abenand zerteilt
Denn ich spitt eis zwei,
Tritt i dis gsicht mitem linke bei,
Bis du nix me weisch, und dis hirn verseit
Es gaht links rechts du gahsch mit me bitchslap hei
(BAAM BAAM)
Rapper ide schwiiz - töned alli nach suizid
Sie versaged wenni schriib,
Cha mache wasi will - ha si alli
Scho vesaged die vesager sind nöd real,
Denn sie blased für en deal,
Blased scho fü alles chli meh gage ihres ziel,
Ich ha 2 jahr gschribe,
Und nach 2 jahr schribe scho meh albe releast, yeah (drake voice)
VA- MINI CLIQUE DAS ISCH ZHM SHIT,
CHUM DIREKT USEM NORDE,
KEIS KAMERA TEAM ABER ALLES DA REAL LUG
ICH FAHRE MIN FILM NENN MI HOOD REPORTER,
DINI LINES WO DU NIMMSCHH SIND WID LiNEs WO DU SCHRIBSCH
ALLES SCHNEE VO GESTER
UND WÄREND MIR FLEXED WÄND DIE CHUNDE EUS TESTE, ALS WERED MIR TESTER,
(BAM BAM BAM)GUNNSHOT ID LUFT ALS WEREMER IM WESTE,
UND ES ISCH SICHER FIGGSCH DU MIT MER JA DENN FIGGSCH MITEM BESTE

LÜÜT SCHIEBED WELLE ABER NENNED KEI NÄME,
& WÄRI SO WIE DU JA DENN WÜRI MI SCHEMME, 2X

S ISCH EN KAMPF AHGSEIT
SIE SIND WARM AHGLEIT WI BIM KIMBO SLICE,
S WIRD DIREKT USTEILT
FÜST SIND RECHTS USGLEIT
DU MUSCH NÜME ÜBERLEGE S WIRD DIREKT USTEILT,
YUH SI WEND ALLI REDE ABER SCHISS UF
WAS SI REDED S CHUND DIREKT ZUM FIGHT,
YAH SMACK SI ALLI ABE
DU WEISCH GAR NÜME WAS MACHE CONNOR 2.1
MEISTER I MIM DOJO ESO WI DE
BRUCE LEE,
STENDIG UF MIM GRIND WILL ICH BIN UF DE TITEL US GSI
UND DIN NIID ISCH ME GLICH
DENN ICH BOXX MI DUR DI SZENE WINEN JUNGE MIKE TYSON
EH ICH HANE KEI GEGNER NENN MI MONEY
MAYWEATHER TRÄGE IMMER CASH IM NIKE BAG
DU WOTSCH E RUNDI GEGE MICH BI DE LAST MAN STANDING
S HEISST ALL LIGHTS OUT NO LIGHTS ON
YOU DU GSEHSCH DE SHIT UF DIM FLATTSCREEN
S GITT EN HUNNI PRO MINUTE DAS SIND EH DIE ZAHLE SI SIND MAJOR
FRÜEHNER IHGSTECKT HÜTT VERTEILI MINE HATER
JAB I DIS GSICHT HAU DI BITCH KO
FIGG DIS RÜCKGRAT DIGGY ICH BI RÜCKSICHTSLOS
EH SI KENNED MINI HOOKS ALS WEREDS FINISHER VOM KLITSCHKO
UND WILLSCH DU WÜRKLI NO ES BATTLE CHASCH MIT MIR INEN RING CHO

Wällä

Vandamme style,
Gangdalang like the other side,
Your standard rhyme and your standard
Hype what we do we separate them all apart
Because I spit a two,
Kick you in the face with the left,
Until you know nothing and your brain decays
It goes left right you go home with a bitchslap
(BAM BAM)
Rappers in Switzerland - all sound suicidal
They fail when I write,
Can do whatever I want - I own them all
The losers are not real, you've been told
Because they blow for a deal,
Blow for everything a little more pay their goal,
I've been writing for 2 years,
And after 2 years of writing I'm already releasing more, yeah (drake voice)
MY CLIQUE THAT'S THE SHIT,
COME STRAIGHT FROM THE NORTH,
NO CAMERA CREW BUT THE REAL LOOK EVERYTHING THERE
I DRIVE MY MOVIE CALL MYSELF A HOOD REPORTER,
THE LINES YOU TAKE ARE LIKE THE LINES YOU WRITE
ALL YESTERDAY'S SNOW
AND WHILE WE FLEX THE DOGS TEST US, LIKE WE WERE TESTERS
(BAM BAM BAM) GUNSHOT IN THE AIR LIKE WE WERE IN THE WEST,
AND IT'S SURELY FUCK WITH ME THEN FUCK WITH THE BEST

PEOPLE MAKE WAVES BUT DON'T MENTION NO NAMES,
& IF I WAS LIKE YOU I WOULD BE ASHAMED, 2X

IT'S BEEN A FIGHT ALL ALONG
THEY ARE WEARING ALREADY LIKE KIMBO SLICE,
IT WILL BE HANDED OUT DIRECTLY
FISTS ARE ADJUSTED TO THE RIGHT
YOU SHOULD NO LONGER THINK IT IS ISSUED DIRECTLY,
YUH THEY WANT TO TALK BUT FUCK
WHAT THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT IT WILL COME STRAIGHT TO THE FIGHT,
YAH SMACK THEM ALL
YOU DON'T KNOW ANYMORE WHAT TO DO, CONNOR 2.1
MASTER IN MY DOJO LIKE THE
BRUCE LEE,
CONSTANTLY ON MY GRIND BECAUSE I'VE BEEN OUT FOR THE TITLE
AND YOUR ENVY IS THE SAME
BECAUSE I BOX MY WAY THROUGH THE SCENE YOUNG MIKE TYSON
UH I HAVE NO OPPONENT, CALL ME MONEY
MAYWEATHER ALWAYS CARRY CASH IN A NIKE BAG
YOU WANT A ROUND WITH ME AT THE LAST MAN STANDING
IT'S CALLED ALL LIGHTS OUT, NO LIGHTS ON
YOU SEE THE SHIT ON YOUR FLAT SCREEN
IT'S A HUNDRED A MINUTE THOSE ARE THE NUMBERS THEY ARE MAJOR
FORMERLY BURIED, NOW I DISTRIBUTE TO MY HATERS
JAB IN YOUR FACE, KNOCK YOUR BITCH OUT
FUCK YOUR BACKBONE, DIGGY, I'M RUTHLESS
UH THEY KNOW MY HOOKS LIKE THEY'RE FINISHERS FROM KLITSCHKO
AND IF YOU REALLY WANT A BATTLE, YOU CAN COME INTO THE RING WITH ME