Текст и перевод песни 謝帝 - 看不見霧

看不見霧

餵 玉皇大帝哥老官
不要在底下坐到了三
我在你房頂頂上
上來喝茶三 擺會兒龍門陣

可能是他們像鬼子
來了就不給他face
可能是他們是嘴子
鍵盤頭打了個匪字
我可以教你個單詞
你們的歌詞ass
今天就把你們管制
想不想寫一個慘字

照鏡子看下你款式
打你用雞毛撣子
水準是二流桿子
配不上經典的vans
品牌商找一哈我
但謝老闆不差錢
你還是裝起有膽子
回家跪搓衣板子

你咋個選題
你咋個剪輯
你咋個演戲
都是騙 我咋個勉勵
都是錢 你還不舔
你勾子圓快twerk twerk twerk
敵人都在哪 哪
我給他們懸了一塊大石頭
就在心坎坎兒
老子看你就是臉皮厚
你是鐵但沒遠離銹
咋個形容你的歌喃
已經完了啊咋還沒點題就
老子看你有點土
還以為你在遠古
你眼光可以演鼠
老子看不見霧

你買的香水噴到屎上味道怪 怪 怪
對手被我麼指姆兒給指導 敗 敗 敗
知人知面不知心的壞
你面前是姚明奧尼爾
肯定要遭的就是是蓋 蓋 蓋 蓋

打雜的快點去給我煮飯
或者去給我買歌滷蛋
我不想听你的苦難
老子錄歌都還沒吃午飯
有些人品差還是個醜男
老子真的想吐兩趴口痰
小人得志也會變得有錢
但是脖子上力量是狗鏈

今年一開年就讓你們這些
假冒偽劣覺都睡不安穩
小弟娃兒第一次從下頭到上頭
才曉得翻滾列車是咋個在翻滾

我消防栓還在備戰
我這盤只開的水管
蒼蠅拍對到你嘴鏟
警告你來點後悔感
大腦裡重播在每晚
提醒你珍惜下美滿
欠債要還的pay back
不要再唱歌了 hey rap

可能是他們像鬼子
來了就不給他face
可能是他們是嘴子
鍵盤頭打了個匪字
我可以教你個單詞
你們的歌詞ass
今天就把你們管制
想不想寫一個慘字

照鏡子看下你款式
打你用雞毛撣子
水準是二流桿子
配不上經典的vans
品牌商找一哈我
但謝老闆不差錢
你還是裝起有膽子
回家跪

跪到演戲比假
過來把你逗起耍
來keep keep keep real
但你不 你不 你不real
我有個禮物禮物野哦
你們想不想不想哦
我幫你扯咯扯咯扯咯
真的爽哦爽哦爽哦
把你專輯滅了 滅了 滅了

差的都要出局
我看你反抗好無力
我給你發個小木魚
念經來可以保護你
你要比哇來把你比下去
音樂像沒人碰的老處女
你沒必要找助理哈

我會踏過大霧的你大霧裡踏步的
心頭雜沒點哈數喃
我這次說的話不干
你想罵我罵不翻
你拿啥子罵我喃
你要罵我啥子喃
你來把我押死三

嘿 老子才不得信哦
你鼓搗憋不生病嗦
烏龍球你又高興了
記者都想來跟進咯
我看你真的是病了
而且現在都受傷了
誒 我看你衣服雜子咯喃
血在跟到滲哦

高傲自大口出狂言難免讓人產生厭惡
但老子水準都在天宮之巔坐到喝茶確實看不見霧
時不時下來耍一哈看他們水准在樓頂還覺得高
放心掉下去是可能應該大概也許摔不死我是說的貓

Can't See the Fog

Yo, Jade Emperor, old buddy,
Don't just sit there on your throne,
I'm on your rooftop,
Come on up for some tea, let's shoot the breeze.

Maybe they're like devils,
Show up and I don't give them face,
Maybe they're all talk,
Keyboard warriors typing out "bandit",
I can teach you one word,
Your lyrics are ass,
Today I'm putting you on lockdown,
Wanna write a verse about misery?

Look in the mirror, check your style,
I'll smack you with a feather duster,
Your level's a second-rate stick,
Doesn't deserve classic Vans,
Brands come find me,
But Boss Xie ain't short on cash,
You still acting tough?
Go home and kneel on the washboard.

Your topic selection,
Your editing,
Your acting,
It's all fake, how can I encourage,
It's all about the money, still you don't lick,
Your round behind, twerk twerk twerk,
Where are the enemies, where,
I hung a giant rock over them,
Right on their heart,
I see you're just thick-skinned,
You're iron, but you haven't escaped rust,
How to describe your song,
It's over but still no theme,
I see you're a bit rustic,
Thought you were from ancient times,
Your vision could play a rat,
I can't see the fog.

The perfume you bought, sprayed on shit, smells weird, weird, weird,
Opponents guided by my finger, lose, lose, lose,
Two-faced, bad at heart,
You're facing Yao Ming and Shaq,
What you're gonna get is blocked, blocked, blocked, blocked.

You errand boy, hurry up and cook me some rice,
Or go buy me some marinated eggs,
I don't wanna hear your sob story,
I haven't even had lunch while recording,
Some people have bad character and are ugly,
I really wanna spit out two gobs of phlegm,
A villain who succeeds will get rich,
But the power on his neck is a dog chain.

This year, right from the start, I'm gonna make you,
Counterfeiters, unable to sleep peacefully,
Little brother, first time going from bottom to top,
Finally understands how the roller coaster rolls.

My fire hydrant is still on standby,
This time I'm only turning on the water pipe,
Fly swatter against your mouth shovel,
Warning you to feel some regret,
Replaying in your brain every night,
Reminding you to cherish your happiness,
Debt must be paid back,
Stop singing, hey rap.

Maybe they're like devils,
Show up and I don't give them face,
Maybe they're all talk,
Keyboard warriors typing out "bandit",
I can teach you one word,
Your lyrics are ass,
Today I'm putting you on lockdown,
Wanna write a verse about misery?

Look in the mirror, check your style,
I'll smack you with a feather duster,
Your level's a second-rate stick,
Doesn't deserve classic Vans,
Brands come find me,
But Boss Xie ain't short on cash,
You still acting tough?
Go home and kneel,

Kneel 'til your acting's fake,
Come here, let me tease you,
Keep keep keep it real,
But you don't, you don't, you're not real,
I got a present, a wild present,
Do you want it, want it,
I'll tear it open, tear it open, tear it open,
Feels good, feels good, feels good,
Annihilate your album, annihilate, annihilate.

The bad ones gotta go,
I see your resistance is futile,
I'll give you a little wooden fish,
Chanting scriptures can protect you,
You wanna compare, let's compare,
Music like an untouched old maid,
You don't need an assistant, huh.

I'll walk through the fog, you walk in the fog,
No idea what's going on in your heart,
What I'm saying this time is dry,
You wanna diss me, you can't flip it,
What are you gonna diss me with,
What are you gonna diss me with,
You come and kill me.

Hey, I don't believe it,
You're messing around, not getting sick,
Dragon Ball, you're excited again,
Reporters all wanna follow up,
I see you're really sick,
And now you're injured,
Hey, what's wrong with your clothes,
The blood is seeping through.

Arrogance and wild words inevitably make people disgusted,
But my level's at the top of the heavenly palace, drinking tea, can't see the fog,
Occasionally come down to play, see their level on the rooftop, still think it's high,
Don't worry, falling down might, probably, perhaps, maybe won't kill you, I'm talking about cats.