Текст и перевод песни Wakadinali feat. Abbas & Khaligraph Jones - High Noon

High Noon

Nimelay lowkey, niliangusha padlock
Saa hii natoa lock na mikono za Hancock
Waliagiza tots, wakapewa maheadshot
One, two, three

Niko fresh bila Prince, uncle hanifeel
Aunt Vivian na Hillary si wako na bills
Ata ka sijawajazz, bado nachill
Mi sio Jeffrey lakini nadeliver at will

Actually, hii ni rap for real
Khaligraph, Wakadinali na Abbas Ku-B
Yeah, naamka mapema lately
Siwezi mwaga unga juu mkate ni basic

Manna toka heaven, ladha yake ni tasty
Son, blessed nilikuwa tangu the '80s
Naweza sound corny nikisema self-raising

Usimind, hii grind yangu huwanga amazing
To be or not to be, I have to be
Doobeez or not Doobeez, Abbas Kubaff
Kong kong!

Niko kwa gari ndani ya vitongoji duni
Na rende inaride through
Ata mitaa za mbali si hupiga scene tupu
Naplan kuwa tycoon

Guess ni wodo inapairu kushinda titration
(Testing what?) My crew
Nilibuy ngware kindukulu ('sssh sssh)
Ndio nikuwe na high noon

Check, listen
Nina miaka kadhaa kwa game na mpaka sasa hawanigusi
Wacha tudistinguish nani rapper, nani pussy
Nani shark, yaani papa, nani sushi
Juu maboy niliinspire ndio mpaka sasa wananitusi

But come to think of it, ndio rap iko
Kudisagree ni rapper mgani ataeka verse mwisho
As long as unaweza roga, mistari zimetosha mboga
Na rhyme scheme iko in order, na uko tactical
Then its kids' play, easy, whether last ama kwanza

Haswa hii mbogi yangu ni ya maras na wajanja
We ni snitch, unadhani mbona si hukushuku
Kutuseti ndio zako juu ya marupurupu
Leave you in a coma, hapana alama ya dukuduku
Na tukuteke kila kitu ubaki tupu tupu

Na siwezi mwaga unga na nakula mboga usiku
Na ka si ndeng'a, pia siwezi kosa kisu (brr!)
Mambleina wanazua, hawawezi kosa issue
Industry ina mapirate, utadhani Mogadishu

Niko kwa gari ndani ya vitongoji duni
Na rende inaride through
Ata mitaa za mbali si hupiga scene tupu
Naplan kuwa tycoon

Guess ni wodo inapairu kushinda titration
(Testing what?) My crew
Nilibuy ngware kindukulu (ss! Ss!)
Ndio nikuwe na high noon

Eey, si uongo, "Bang bang" na utagenya jiji
So watoto wadogo, "Gang gang" ndio kusema nini?
Mm, naona ni kama nyi mnaplay na mimi
Lakini swali bado ni moja, tutapenya lini?

So my broda, enjoy your days
Juu tushajua vile itaisha, either in jail or dead
Uh, the radio don't play me so I play my way
Anyway, my father told me, "No pain, no gain"

Juu bado tuko underground na sichoki
Sidhani hii ni music, man, ukinicheki na kipochi
Sisoti, sikosi
As in, mlinimisjudge juu mlinicheki
Na kitaxi na kichoki

Yo, so if I die
Usisahau kuambia that I lived my life
Yo, Scar a.k.a Mr Rizz Mangwai
Mi hujuanga nawaumiza mbaya, eh

Niko kwa gari ndani ya vitongoji duni
Na rende inaride through
Ata mitaa za mbali si hupiga scene tupu
Naplan kuwa tycoon

Guess ni wodo inapairu kushinda titration
(Testing what?) My crew
Nilibuy ngware kindukulu '(sssh sssh)
Ndio nikuwe na high noon

Mara better ni ka dera
Mara juzi niliona hadi Vera
Mara zimenirunda Kibera
Mara zimenirunda kivela

Hakuna venye utajifanya hutusikii
Venye ni si tunaboss
Unaonekana we ndio mbleina

Kila beat tuko strapped na ki-Jesus piece
Tukifinish hatuonekani tena
Trap, trap, bila burden

Trap Nai, Kitisuru na Karen
Peleka wazimu Mathare
Hatubongi ka haulipi
Hiyo stori ni usare

Samahani sana, venye maneno haiwezi vunja yai
Chungeni mbuzi zenyu, kitu ya mtu si rule yangu
First day alikuja then na boyfriend
Saa hii anaspend time kwa room ya mine

Amini msiamini, ndugu zangu
Thanks God, kwa baby steps naona nikiomoka
Since baby steps niliona nikiomoka
Hawalali, wanadhani ati Khali alikuwa amenitoka

Nimechizi as if wachape bangi, madam, hii lungi in-burn
Nipe Jesus piece, Babylon army ndio ninabang
Mi ndio bigger beast, fanya hadi padri dhambi na gun
Hapa hacommit, tisha babi, walami, zombie inakam

High Noon

I've been laying lowkey, I dropped the padlock
Now I'm taking out the lock with Hancock's hands
They ordered tots, they got headshots
One, two, three

I'm fresh without Prince, uncle doesn't feel me
Aunt Vivian and Hillary, you don't have bills
Even if I haven't filled them, I'm still chilling
I'm not Jeffrey but I deliver at will

Actually, this is rap for real
Khaligraph, Wakadinali and Abbas Ku-B
Yeah, I wake up early lately
I can't sprinkle flour on bread, it's basic

Manna from heaven, its taste is tasty
Son, I've been blessed since the '80s
I might sound corny saying self-raising

Never mind, this grind of mine is always amazing
To be or not to be, I have to be
Doobie or not Doobie, Abbas Kubaff
Kong kong!

I'm in the car, in the slums of the world
And the ride is riding through
Even in the distant streets, I don't just show up
I'm planning to be a tycoon

Guess it's the drink that's harder to titrate
(Testing what?) My crew
I bought a whole lot of weed ('sssh sssh)
So I can have high noon

Check, listen
I've been in the game for several years and they still can't touch me
Let's just distinguish who's a rapper, who's a pussy
Who's a shark, meaning daddy, who's sushi
I inspired these boys, that's why they're still insulting me

But come to think of it, that's how rap is
Disagreeing is about which rapper will put the last verse
As long as you can bewitch, the lines have enough vegetables
And the rhyme scheme is in order, and you're tactical
Then its kids' play, easy, whether last or first

Especially this blunt of mine is for the streets and the smart ones
We are snitches, you think the hyena didn't thank you?
Setting us up is yours for the benefits
Leave you in a coma, there's no sign of bruising
And we take everything, you're left empty handed

And I can't sprinkle flour while I eat vegetables at night
And if it's not weed, I can't miss a knife either (brr!)
Mumblers are making noise, they can't miss an issue
The industry is full of pirates, you'd think it's Mogadishu

I'm in the car in the slums
And the ride is riding through
Even in the distant streets, I don't just show up
I'm planning to be a tycoon

Guess it's the drink that's harder to titrate
(Testing what?) My crew
I bought a whole lot of weed (ss! Ss!)
So I can have high noon

Hey, it's not a lie, "Bang bang" and you'll shake the city
So little kids, what does "Gang gang" mean?
Mm, I see it's like you're playing with me
But the question remains, when will we break through?

So my brother, enjoy your days
Because we already know how it will end, either in jail or dead
Uh, the radio doesn't play me so I play my way
Anyway, my father told me, "No pain, no gain"

Because we're still underground and I'm not tired
I don't think this is music, man, if you check me with a wallet
I don't miss, I don't lack
As in, you misjudged me because you checked me
With a taxi and a kiosk

Yo, so if I die
Don't forget to say that I lived my life
Yo, Scar a.k.a Mr Rizz Mangwai
I usually hurt them bad, eh

I'm in the car in the slums
And the ride is riding through
Even in the distant streets, I don't just show up
I'm planning to be a tycoon

Guess it's the drink that's harder to titrate
(Testing what?) My crew
I bought a whole lot of weed '(sssh sssh)
So I can have high noon

Sometimes it's better if it's a train
The other day I even saw Vera
Sometimes Kibera surrounds me
Sometimes a bicycle surrounds me

There's no way you'll pretend you don't hear us
The way we are the bosses
It seems you're the mumbler

Every beat we're strapped with a Jesus piece
When we're done, we're never seen again
Trap, trap, without burden

Trap Nai, Kitisuru and Karen
Take the madness to Mathare
We don't smoke if you don't pay
That story is stale

I'm so sorry, the way words can't break an egg
Watch your chicks, someone else's thing is not my rule
The first day she came with a boyfriend
Now she's spending time in my room

Believe it or not, my brothers
Thank God, with baby steps I see myself emerging
Since baby steps I saw myself emerging
They don't sleep, they think Khali had left me

I've chilled as if they've smoked weed, madam, this lung is burning
Give me the Jesus piece, I'm fighting the Babylonian army
I'm the bigger beast, make even the priest sin with a gun
Don't commit here, scare the baby, eaters, the zombie is coming