Explicit Lyrics. Rap. Heavy & cut. Electronics, MC's & rhythm.歌词
Heard this one whispered through the cracks in the xylophone Olfactory sensation is of coffee and the styrofoam As for battle raps and who's the dopest Learned to take it lightly like my mother's jew neurosis Prognosis was never be the baron of this rap shit But you know what they say, let them wear it if the cap fit Im rocking mine with pride and style it up Slightly angled to the side, crunk, wilding on the cut Scratch an accapella like a lottery ticket Dug some Donald Byrd out the crate, flipped it Love to make her shake and taste her lipstick The way she flakes the brisket, it really takes the biscuit When I rips it, like a Jedi knight with the force in me Walk the fine line between debauchery and sorcery Microphone magician, construct an algorithm with precision Rhyming Wittgensteinian logician on a mission Wishing upon a star.. Green to the T with the caviar now check the reference Musical allusions in the sessions Plus youthful optimism is itself an act of reverence
Dont get no water on the gremlins Get slaughtered like Lemmings Make 'em board up the Kremlin High treason.. down with the regent
I was harassed and fought like Harrison Ford in that one episode of South Park where he's buried in cock. Blood gushing from his orifice like sherry or port, while all of ya'll just watched like an american sport. Where are your balls? I'm tearing you all a new jap's eye. Rap fly, that is why i carry the torch. The chairman of boards; the ferryman of yachts; the baddest mothafucka that you ever heard, but that ain't your fault. If you had any idea of the mind focus that goes into every word that I write on this peace of paper, you couldn't breathe on the mic, homes. It's the speech Vader teaching you hitting the right tones with my ill voice. You couldn't read me a tight poem if your name was Shakespeare, so retreat or rhyme pwned, bitch! On the real, you believe it's a light joke, kid? You better think again and go find a new rhyme opponent.
Traditional blues. Male vocal, acoustic 6 & 12 string guitar. 歌词
You keep on looking,
you look to your right You look to the left, there's always a fight I tried to look up,
but the sky wasn't clear To hell with it all, I'm going and drink me some beer
Don't you know ,got these old searching blues Don't know which way to turn, just to find my way back to you
I walked down the street, to find an old friend Made a wrong turn,had to come back again I went to find my lady, in front of her door She said "Who are you?" cause you don't live here no more
Don't you know,got these old searching blues Don't know which way to turn,just to find my way back to you
TRADUCTION :
Tu cherches, à droite, à gauche, tout n'est que lutte J'ai levé la tête, même le ciel était sombre Au diable tout ça, je vais me boire une bière
Tu sais, je cherche et j'ai le Blues Je ne sais pas par où aller, retrouver le chemin qui mène à toi
Je marche dans les rues pour retrouver un ami, Je me suis trompé, je retourne sur mes pas J'ai retrouvé ma copine sur le pas de sa porte Qui me dit "t'es qui ? car tu n'es pas d'ici
Son Son Son Traigo un Son Son Son Sabroso Son Son Son Traigo un Son Son Son
Son Son Son Son de mi tierra, traigo un son Yo aqui te lo traigo Son Son Son De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son Pa' que lo goces Son Son Son Son de mi tierra, traigo un son El son de mi barrio Son Son Son De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Yo te traigo de mi tierra Mi poesia y canciones Que han llenado de alergia A tantas generaciones Suénalo
Te traigo mujeres bellas Con hermosa piel morena Esbeltas como palmeras Y cintura de sirenas
Siento que me muero cuando de ella me alejo Bella tierra mia es un pedacito de cielo
Son Son Son Son de mi tierra, traigo un son Representando a mi gente Son Son Son De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son Vengo de frente Son Son Son Son de mi tierra, traigo un son Mi terra bella Son Son Son De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Vengo a repartir bellezas Un cielo de mil colores Sonrisas y frutas frescas Y un rico aroma de flores
Invito a mi gente bella A celebrar esta noche Al ritmo de las estrellas Que toda mi gente goce
Siento que me muero cuando de ella me alejo Bella tierra mia es un pedacito de cielo
Son Son Son Son de mi tierra, traigo un son De mil colores Son Son Son De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son Te traigo flores Son Son Son Son de mi tierra, traigo un son Y fruta fresca Son Son Son De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son Voy repartiendo bellezas
De mi tierra te traigo un son bien sabroso (x6)
Son Son Son Son de mi tierra, traigo un son Con alegria Son Son Son De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son Para la tierra mia Son Son Son Son de mi tierra, traigo un son Ay yo te traigo mi son Son Son Son De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Sabroso para ti !
EN:
Son Son I bring a Son Son Son Tasty Son Son I bring a Son Son Son
Son Son Son Son from my land, I bring a son I bring it to you here Son Son Son From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son For your enjoyment Son Son Son Son from my land, I bring a son The sound of my neighborhood Son Son Son From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I bring you from my land My Poetry and Songs Who have filled with joy To so many generations Play it
I bring you beautiful women With gorgeous tanned skin Slender as a palm tree And mermaid's waist
I feel like I'm dying when I walk away from her My beautiful land is a little piece of heaven
Son Son Son Son from my land, I bring a son Representing my people Son Son Son From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son I'm coming head-on Son Son Son Son from my land, I bring a son My beautiful land Son Son Son From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I come to deliver beauties A sky of a thousand colors Smiles and fresh fruit And a rich scent of flowers
I invite my beautiful people To celebrate tonight To the rhythm of the stars May all my people enjoy
I feel like I'm dying when I walk away from her My beautiful land is a little piece of heaven
Son Son Son from my land, I bring a son Of a thousand colors Son Son Son From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son I bring you flowers Son Son Son Son from my land, I bring a son And fresh fruit Son Son Son From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son I'm handing out beauties
From my land I bring you a tasty son (x6)
Son Son Son Son from my land, I bring a son With joy Son Son Son From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son For my land Son Son Son Son from my land, I bring a son Oh I bring you my son Son Son Son From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
Neoclassical hip hop trailer. Powerful & emphatic intro with staccato ...Neoclassical hip hop trailer. Powerful & emphatic intro with staccato strings & male vocals in reverb. Heavy, powerful, stubborn & combative. Urgent break @ 0'53. Intense & victorious climax @ 1'14 with dramatic & grandiose brass & strings. Lyrics about the rise to power & determination in the face of adversity. Cinematic orchestra & cinematic percussion. Suggested for trailer, competition, challenge, self-improvement & sport ad trailer.歌词
Play my ascension Can’t fake my obsession
The game, the thrones
Let it be known
Trumpets should play my ascension
Gold plated
Might as well hate it
This ain't church service hand out, gross
You get no favors
Family proud but need more paper
At the table singing ‘Lord save us’
Just remember everything and hold data
I’m the proof baby, word to Shady still got more labour
Who ‘gon keep it real as that?
I run with a sword
Competitive for sure
Embellished desired i paid for the cause
The war’s never over it’s paid with a pause
The payment keeps changing just pray the applause
A regular heck of a king what a hand that I’m dealt just don't gamble Or play with us
More courage ‘cause the faith with us
Don't play with us
I made it clear when i paved my intentions Blood sweat and tears are my holy investments I brought a spirit to instruments
Giving them life by the increments
Cant be the same I’m more diligently
Head to the sky imma vow take a knee Sanctuary watching hard from the hills
Lay it on the field, lay it on the field
Said it, meant it, then I will
That's the hunger for the thrill
The games, the thrones The names unknown The same
They saw my ascension The way it’s shown
The days, the stones The crown
Can’t fake my obsession The games, the thrones The names unknown The same
They saw my ascension
The trumpets they play my ascension The city gon see my ascension
Play my ascension
Play my ascension
Play my ascension
Can’t fake my obsession
Play my ascension
Play my ascension
Play my ascension
Can’t fake my obsession
The games, the thrones
The names unknown
The same
They saw my ascension
The way it’s shown
The days, the stones
The crown
Can’t fake my obsession
The game
Throne
Tell ‘em to play my ascension
Neoclassical hip hop trailer. Proud, courageous, determined, ...Neoclassical hip hop trailer. Proud, courageous, determined, inspiring & empowering. Exhilarating & triumphant climax @ 1'40 with cinematic orchestra, string section, cinematic percussion & rapper. Lyrics about self-confidence, perseverance & loyalty to loved ones. Suggested for self-improvement, challenge, fighting spirit, epic sport event, sport ad trailer & action trailer.歌词
They know where I’m going, I’m the littest In the room,
For my day ones,
for the ones that’s on they own, I can’t lay low,
Stand tall till I’m breaking through,
Keep my chin up, always looking at the moon,
It must be hard to make a way, When you got no heart to take away, All of my dawg be making plays,
If you get involved you getting paid,
Sat in the dark, for too many days,
Came out with a spark, like I came from LA, All you do is bark, but not ready to face,
the pressure it takes, to take over the game,
I done seen it, lived it, felt it, kept it, all to myself
Still keep my chin up to the moon, They don’t know what I’m brewing, Came out of the blue,
like I done fell through from that roof,
Still keep my chin up to the moon,
They don’t know what I’m brewing,
Came out of the blue,
like I done fell through from that roof,
One thing I won’t do, ever ever gone lose, Till the day that I’m Gone,
When I’m buried into my tomb,
They know where I’m going, I’m the littest In the room,
For my day ones,
for the ones that’s on they own, I can’t lay low,
Stand tall till I’m breaking through,
Keep my chin up, always looking at the moon,
Know I’ll keep my chin high, Keep my Both eyes on the moon, Just a day in the life,
It’s too much for you to do,
No more tears in these eyes,
I done cried, till I can’t move, Ain’t no weakness, inside,
I got rid of the old you,
Came out of the blue,
like I done fell through from that roof,
One thing I won’t do, ever ever gone lose,
Neoclassical hip hop trailer. Urgent intro with staccato strings. ...Neoclassical hip hop trailer. Urgent intro with staccato strings. Heavy, urgent, persistent & combative. Break @ 1'33 with urgency. Dramatic & exhilarating climax @ 1'51 with strings, orchestra, cinematic percussion & rapper. Lyrics about unwavering faith despite trials & tribulations & success as a well-deserved blessing. Suggested for self-improvement, challenge, fighting spirit, epic sport event, sport ad trailer & action trailer.歌词
Call it a blessing
Fortune don't favor the time with you Courage I see eye to eye with you Leaping with faith is non-issue
Call it a blessing
Fortune don't favor the time with you Courage I see eye to eye with you Leaping with faith is non-issue
Call it a blessing, blessing
Call it a blessing
Call it a blessing
Call it a blessing
Call it a blessing, blessing
Call it a
Call it blessing
Season change and people change Can’t stay the same an hour later I’m been made a high rater
Cant compare me my motifs
Is ‘see my name on sky scrappers’ Thank God we got ‘sky’s’ favor The cadences
We made to win
The earth is fire paid the wind
The rain the pain just made us vent
They been on late again
Chasing cheese in the maze again
A 1000 ways to die how many ways to live
I seen the sun shining even when they say they can’t That’s cause they staying in
Call it a
They can’t throw their stone, stones They can’t reach in high up
They can’t see the throne, throne Bet they get miles up
They can throw their stone, stones They can’t reach in high up
They can’t see the throne
They can’t see the throne
They can’t throw their stone They can't throw their stones I’m high up
They can’t see the throne They can’t see the throne
They can’t see the throne Call it a blessing, blessing Call it a blessing
Fortune don't favor the time with you Courage I see eye to eye with you Leaping with faith is non-issue
Call it a blessing
Fortune don't favor the time with you Courage I see eye to eye with you Leaping with faith is non-issue
Call it a Call it a Call it a Call it a Call it a
Call it a Call it a Call it a
Call it a Call it a Call it a
blessing, blessing blessing
blessing
blessing blessing, blessing
blessing
blessing blessing, blessing
blessing, blessing
Panicked, terrifying, unnatural. Large bass sweeps in with vocals. ...Panicked, terrifying, unnatural. Large bass sweeps in with vocals. Breath conveys alarm and urgency, with alien monotone voices offering a sense of horror and dread. Gasping rhythm illustrates an atmosphere made of horror and disquiet which explodes at 01:26. Running away from a strange evil alien force.
Panicked, terrifying, unnatural. Laboured breathing conveys alarm and ...Panicked, terrifying, unnatural. Laboured breathing conveys alarm and urgency, with as bass tone sets a threshold of panic and worry. Gasping rhythm illustrates an atmosphere made of horror and disquiet which explodes at 01:26. Running away from a strange evil alien force. Vocal version.
Panicked, terrifying, unnatural. Large bass sweeps in with strange ...Panicked, terrifying, unnatural. Large bass sweeps in with strange vocals. Breath conveys alarm and urgency, with alien monotone voices offering a sense of horror and dread. Gasping rhythm illustrates an atmosphere made of horror and disquiet which explodes at 01:26. Running away from a strange evil alien force. Sparse bed version.
Summer Acoustic Pop. Uplifting, catchy, sunny & joyful. Energetic ...Summer Acoustic Pop. Uplifting, catchy, sunny & joyful. Energetic chorus @ 0'38. Break @ 1'25 with lead guitar. Male singer, bass, acoustic guitar, drum, keys (Fender Rhodes) & percussion. Suggested for summer season, daytime TV, family broadcast & leisure.歌词
Woke up
With the sunshine on my face
My toes in the sand
And rhythm of the waves
And I don’t need no plan
Just the touch of your hand
I love when you call my name
Feel the love that’s in the air
Those golden days
Feel the love that’s in the air
They’re here to stay
Let’s catch the breeze
Let it drift away
Right here right now
All my fears go away
And I don’t need no plan
Just the touch of your hand
I love when you call my name
Feel the love that’s in the air
Those golden days
Feel the love that’s in the air
They’re here to stay
And we’ll give it all away
Those golden days
Feel the love that’s in the air
They’re here to stay
Feel the love
Feel the love that’s in the air
Fun, bustling, mysterious. Hand drums launch into pulsing ...Fun, bustling, mysterious. Hand drums launch into pulsing middle-eastern instrumentation powered by electronic beats. Sirens and rhythmic chanting offers a sense of power and modern strength. A group of people entering a club or an establishment brimming with confidence. Samples of Arabian singing in phrygian scale offers a passion and dedication to tradition and country.
Fun, bustling, mysterious. Hand drums launch into pulsing ...Fun, bustling, mysterious. Hand drums launch into pulsing middle-eastern instrumentation powered by electronic beats. Sirens and rhythmic chanting offers a sense of power and modern strength. A group of people entering a club or an establishment brimming with confidence. Instrumental version.
Fun, bustling, mysterious. Hand drums launch into pulsing and ...Fun, bustling, mysterious. Hand drums launch into pulsing and trilling middle-eastern instrumentation. A group of people entering a club or an establishment brimming with confidence. Stripped back underscore version.
Nu metal. Dark & stubborn. Song in Chinese about separation: “How ...Nu metal. Dark & stubborn. Song in Chinese about separation: “How long will it take to forget you and me? In this chaos, my inner self is broken.” Rock band & singer.歌词
English:
How long does it take to forget — you and me?
How far must I go, how many centuries
I’ve already walked into the fog of the abyss (who even cares)
In the dark, I accelerate my fall (I start to doubt)
Where does the road end?
How should I keep going?
Is there still some kind of faith
That I can hold onto — no need to fake
Escape — anger — fear
Not for tomorrow, only clinging to what’s gone
Why can’t I see the end?
Still trying to feel another meaning of life
How long does it take to forget — you and me
How far, how many centuries
How long does it take to forget — you and me
While I break apart in chaos
Through countless long days and nights
I finally learned — I never had it to begin with
All the things I once tried to change
Have now been boxed in by reality’s borders
Another victory for the few again
They confined my world to just a few square feet
Wishing for a normal life —
In their mouths, it’s just “another mental case”
How do I make it through this night?
Desire has buried everything in sight
Who’s really willing to bow to this fate
Eyes pierce the fog
And reality appears
Time that can't rewind — I still wish it could
How long does it take to forget — you and me
How far, how many centuries
How long does it take to forget — you and me
While I break apart in chaos
How long does it take to forget — you and me
How far, how many centuries
How long does it take to forget — you and me
While I break apart in chaos
How long to forget
How far must I go
Français:
Combien de temps faut-il pour t’oublier, toi et moi ?
Quelle distance faut-il parcourir ?
À travers combien de siècles doit-on passer ?
Je commence déjà à m’enfoncer dans le brouillard du gouffre (et qui s’en soucie ?)
Dans l’obscurité, je chute lentement, à une vitesse qui augmente (plein de doutes)
Où se trouve la fin de cette route ?
Comment continuer ?
Y a-t-il encore une foi, une croyance
Qui pourrait me faire croire sans devoir faire semblant ?
Fuite, colère, peur
Je ne pense pas à demain, seulement au passé
Pourquoi l’horizon reste-t-il invisible ?
Faut-il encore ressentir un autre sens à la vie ?
Combien de temps faut-il pour t’oublier, toi et moi ?
Quelle distance faut-il franchir, des siècles peut-être ?
Combien de temps faut-il pour t’oublier, toi et moi ?
Dans ce chaos, mon moi intérieur est en miettes
J’ai traversé tant de jours et de nuits sans fin
Et compris enfin que tout ça, je ne pourrai jamais le posséder
Tous les rêves que je voulais transformer
Ont été cernés, enfermés par les limites de la réalité
Encore une victoire pour une minorité
Et mon monde se retrouve réduit à quelques mètres carrés
Je veux juste une vie normale
Mais dans leur bouche, c’est moi qui ai un problème mental
Comment traverser cette nuit noire ?
Le désir a tout recouvert
Qui pourrait accepter un destin étouffé sans se révolter ?
Ces yeux qui déchirent le brouillard
Voient enfin la réalité en face
Un temps qu’on ne peut pas revivre, et qu’on espère pourtant changer
Combien de temps faut-il pour t’oublier, toi et moi ?
Quelle distance faut-il franchir, des siècles peut-être ?
Combien de temps faut-il pour t’oublier, toi et moi ?
Dans ce chaos, mon moi intérieur est brisé
Combien de temps faut-il pour t’oublier, toi et moi ?
Quelle distance faut-il franchir, des siècles peut-être ?
Combien de temps faut-il pour t’oublier, toi et moi ?
Dans ce chaos, mon moi intérieur est brisé
Combien de temps faut-il pour oublier ?
Quelle distance faut-il franchir ?
Nu metal/symphonic metal. Proud & massive. Song in Chinese about the ...Nu metal/symphonic metal. Proud & massive. Song in Chinese about the passing of time: “Another year, another year, and the pressure on my shoulders doubles again.” Rock band & singer.歌词
English:
Another night after work
The world goes from loud to a tired dark
The clock says midnight
2017 is gone — no way to rewind
I check my phone
Some are praying, some already dreaming
The spark from my lighter
Feels like a voice softly breathing
I didn’t lose completely
But I don’t wanna win unrealistically
Tomorrow — still gotta grind
Everything moves too fast, I’m out of time
How many ties do I have to keep?
How many temptations must I defeat?
My 2017
Some nights I danced onstage
Some nights I lay awake with regret I couldn’t cage
My 2017
Too many things I couldn’t skip
Thrown onto the track before I could even grip
My 2017
Sometimes I laughed through pain
Time without worries — way too rare to gain
My 2017
Even sick, still took the meds
Between work and family — which one’s best?
A year older now
Pressure’s doubled somehow
I toast with bitter drinks
They’re all still sober
And I feel like I’m on the brink
Call my best bro
Rings too long — no answer, no show
Suddenly forget what I wanted to say
Swallowed it down — let the smoke take it away
I don’t want to live detached
But I’m done with dying just to match
My life’s begun to shift
No more living for others
I’m dreaming massive, bold
And paying for it in cold
My 2018
I’m rarely home these days
Started a new band — screw the fakes and their praise
My 2018
Still broke, still chasing
If I want tomorrow — I better start creating
My 2018
I wanna live a new way
But plans always break before the day
My 2018
Face it all with grace
What’s truly mine — will find its way
I fell for rock back in ‘98
No teacher, no guide — just me and fate
Cassette in hand, headphones on
Play — and I felt like a bomb
My friends never understood
They learned how to bow, I never could
Jay Chou wasn’t even out yet
And I was listening to Korn, Biscuit, and Slipknot’s threats
Time jumped twenty years
And I’m still doing this
Still making what I loved back when
Living right, not ahead —
But with a heart that won’t pretend
Français:
Encore une nuit noire après une journée de travail
Du vacarme total à cette fatigue silencieuse
L’aiguille de l’horloge, au milieu de la nuit, me rappelle
2017 s’en est allé, et le temps ne reviendra jamais en arrière
Je fais défiler mon fil d’actu sur mon téléphone
Certains prient, d’autres dorment déjà
À travers la faible lueur d’un briquet
C’est comme si une voix résonnait encore et encore
Je n’ai pas tout perdu, ce n’est pas la débâcle
Mais je ne veux pas non plus gagner à n’importe quel prix
Demain, le travail continue
Le rythme est si rapide que j’en perds le souffle
Combien de relations faut-il entretenir ?
Combien de tentations faut-il repousser ?
Mon année 2017
Parfois je sautais sur scène
Parfois, les regrets m’empêchaient de dormir
Mon année 2017
Trop de choses que je ne pouvais pas éviter
Pas encore prêt, et déjà lancé sur la piste
Mon année 2017
Il ne me restait parfois qu’un rire bête
Le temps insouciant est devenu rare
Mon année 2017
Même malade, je devais prendre mes médocs
Travail ou famille — lequel est le plus important ?
Une année de plus, un an de plus
Et la pression sur mes épaules double encore
Je bois un verre amer avec le sourire
Tout le monde garde l’air serein
Moi, je suis un peu en vrac
J'appelle mon meilleur pote
Ça sonne longtemps, personne ne répond
J’ai soudain oublié ce que je voulais faire
Tout ce que je voulais dire est resté coincé
Alors tant pis, que ça parte en fumée
Je ne veux pas d’une vie sans attache
Mais je ne veux pas non plus lutter juste pour survivre
Ma vie a commencé à changer
Je ne vis plus pour les autres
J’agrandis mes idées, je les pousse à l’extrême
Et je paie le prix de mes rêves
Mon année 2018
Souvent absent de chez moi
J’ai monté un nouveau groupe pour écraser ces idiots
Mon année 2018
L’argent que je gagne ne suffit pas
Je dois encore trouver une autre solution pour demain
Mon année 2018
Je veux vivre autrement
Mais les plans ne suivent jamais les imprévus
Mon année 2018
Allez, fais face
Ce qui est à moi finira par revenir
Depuis 1998, j’aime le rock
Sans prof pour m’apprendre, j’ai dû m’y mettre en autodidacte
Je sortais la cassette, j’appuyais sur Play sur mon baladeur
Et les beats me donnaient une énergie de fou
Mes amis me disaient qu’ils ne comprenaient pas
Parce qu’ils avaient appris à se résigner depuis l’école
Jay Chou n’avait même pas encore sorti d’album
Et moi, j’écoutais déjà Cohen, Limp Bizkit et Slipknot
Le temps a filé — presque 20 ans sont passés
Et je fais encore la musique que j’aimais à mes 20 ans
Le poids de la vie ne se mesure pas à ton avance sur les autres
Mais à ta capacité à vivre chaque jour sans te mentir à toi-même
Mon année 2017
Parfois je sautais sur scène
Parfois, les regrets m’empêchaient de dormir
Mon année 2017
Trop de choses que je ne pouvais pas éviter
Pas encore prêt, et déjà lancé sur la piste
Mon année 2018
Je veux vivre autrement
Mais les plans ne suivent jamais les imprévus
Mon année 2018
Allez, fais face
Ce qui est à moi finira par revenir
Nu metal/alternative metal. Strong and relentless. Song in Chinese ...Nu metal/alternative metal. Strong and relentless. Song in Chinese about indiscipline: “I was born this way, a real troublemaker.” Rock band and singer. Break @ 0'36.歌词
Chinese:
有太多的质疑
你不要太着急
别着急的否定我
我是麻烦制造者
我天生就是一个
麻烦制造者
总是喜欢把球
踢进女厕所
拖班级的后腿
喝别人的水
我又接个下茬
堵了老师的嘴
可我从来没有放弃过
但这个世界却总是在抛弃我
我认为这是狂野和自由
不用为我的未来而担优
我有太多的质疑
也受太多的争议
别着急的否定我
不用谁来定义我
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
20岁的我总是喜欢抗拒
30岁总是拿不定主意
40岁我又开始做生意
用生命和信仰进行着交易
难道真的无可救药
看着真实被虚伪抹掉
我们有太多相同记号
爱不了又恨不了
改不了又擦不掉
我有太多的质疑
也受太多的争议
别着急的否定我
不用谁来定义我
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
其实你和我处境都一样
每个决定都会有人受伤
人们永远在制造着麻烦
可是我们无法互相原谅
看过太多被掩盖的假象
听过太多的抱怨都像我一样
所有真实的被迫的
需要的讨厌的
就像一个烙印
刻它在我的身上
其实我们都一样
其实我们都一样
我有太多的质疑
也受太多的争议
别着急的否定我
不用谁来定义我
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
English:
There’s too much doubt
Don’t be so quick to shout
Don’t rush to deny me
I’m a troublemaker, obviously
Yeah, I was born this way —
A troublemaker every single day
Kicking balls into the girls’ room stall
Dragging the class down, stealing someone’s water bottle
Jumping in mid-sentence, mocking the teacher’s talk
But I’ve never given up
Even if this world keeps giving me up
To me, this is wild and free
Don’t worry about my destiny
I’ve got too many questions
I’ve faced too much rejection
Don’t be too quick to dismiss
I don’t need anyone’s definition of “this”
We are troublemaker
We are troublemaker
We are troublemaker
At 20, I kept resisting everything
At 30, I couldn’t decide on anything
At 40, I started trading and hustling
My soul and my faith — now constantly juggling
Am I really beyond saving?
Watching truth get erased by faking
We all wear the same kind of scars
Can’t love, can’t hate
Can’t change, can’t erase
I’ve got too many questions
I’ve faced too much rejection
Don’t be too quick to dismiss
I don’t need anyone’s definition of “this”
We are troublemaker
We are troublemaker
We are troublemaker
Honestly, you and I — we’re not that far apart
Every decision leaves someone with a broken heart
People keep making more and more mess
But forgiving each other? We just do less and less
I’ve seen too many hidden lies
Heard too many complaints that sound like mine
All the truth, the shame, the needs, the hate
Like a brand burned deep — it seals my fate
Truth is: we’re all the same
Yes, we’re all the same
I’ve got too many questions
I’ve faced too much rejection
Don’t be too quick to dismiss
I don’t need anyone’s definition of “this”
We are troublemaker
We are troublemaker
We are troublemaker
Français:
Il y a trop de doutes sur moi
Ne sois pas si pressé de me juger
Ne te précipite pas pour me rejeter
Je suis un fauteur de troubles
Je suis né comme ça
Un vrai fauteur de troubles
Toujours à balancer le ballon
Dans les toilettes des filles
À ralentir toute la classe
À boire dans la bouteille des autres
À couper la parole
À faire taire les profs
Mais je n’ai jamais abandonné
Même si ce monde m’a toujours rejeté
Moi, j’appelle ça être sauvage et libre
Je ne veux pas qu’on s’inquiète pour mon avenir
J’ai trop de questions en tête
Trop de polémiques dans mon dos
Ne sois pas pressé de me coller une étiquette
Personne n’a à me définir
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
À 20 ans, je ne faisais qu’aller à contre-courant
À 30 ans, je ne savais toujours pas quoi faire
À 40 ans, je me suis lancé dans les affaires
Échanger ma vie et ma foi dans une sorte de marché
Est-ce qu’on est vraiment irrécupérables ?
Voir le vrai effacé par l’hypocrisie
Nous avons tous les mêmes marques en commun
Incapables d’aimer, incapables de haïr
On ne peut pas changer, ni tout effacer
J’ai trop de doutes
Et trop de regards accusateurs
Ne te précipite pas pour me condamner
Personne ne peut me définir
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
En vrai, toi et moi, on est pareils
Chaque décision blesse toujours quelqu’un
Les gens créent sans cesse des problèmes
Mais on n’arrive jamais à se pardonner
Trop de vérités masquées par des illusions
Trop de plaintes qui ressemblent aux miennes
Toutes ces vérités subies, détestées ou nécessaires
Ce sont comme des cicatrices
Gravées sur ma peau
En vrai, on est tous pareils
Oui, on est tous pareils
J’ai trop de doutes
Trop de polémiques
Ne te précipite pas pour me juger
Personne n’a à me définir
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
We are trouble maker
Nostalgic, reminiscent, cool. Bright piano rides along a boom-bap hip ...Nostalgic, reminiscent, cool. Bright piano rides along a boom-bap hip hop rhythm. Male brings old head vocals taking it back to the old days of rap, still fresh and slick with fast lyricism. Throwback references to flat-brimmed caps and breakdancing. Confident vibe dissing new styles, a self-assured wise vibe. Instrumental conjures images of front porches in American cities, Detroit and Philadelphia.歌词
Reporting live from the old school.
Once upon a time we were so cool baby, Don't try to play me, I'm no fool, Hundred proof these other dudes weaker than O’Doul’s, Walk in the room and boom switch up the whole mood, Pro moves, never scared to take chances, Since boombox, Adidas and breakdancers, Me plus the beat sweet like grape Fanta, I make anthems and ay.
I might be a little old School, Let me take it back White tees and flat brim hats, I might be a little old School, Look at us now verse then Do you remember way back when? I might be a little old School A little throwback.
Sometime I want to go back, I might be a little old School, Yeah, I might be a little old School.
I wouldn't mind hitting rewind and going back in time.
To when a rapper could actually rhyme, A new age twist on a classic vibe, You verse me, how asinine I'll never be defeated, Whole game, I lead it, Dopeness I'm so sick they can't treat it, The definition of eliteness, Let’s take it back to 96 yeah.
I might be a little old School, Let me take it back, White tees and flat brim hats, I might be a little old School, Look at us now verse then, Do you remember way back when? I might be a little old School, A little throwback.
Sometime I want to go back, I might be a little old School Yeah, I might be a little old School, I might be a little old School, I might be a little old School, I might be a little old School.
I might be a little I might be a little I might be a little, I might be a little old School, Let me take it back, White tees and flat brim hats, Look at us now verse then, Do you remember way back when? A little throwback, Sometime I want to go back, Yeah, I might be a little old School, I might be a little old School, Let me take it back, White tees and flat brim hats, I might be a little old School, Look at us now verse then, Do you remember way back when? I might be a little old School, A little throwback.
Sometime I want to go back, I might be a little old School Yeah, I might be a little old School.
Nostalgic, reminiscent, cool. Bright piano rides along a boom-bap hip ...Nostalgic, reminiscent, cool. Bright piano rides along a boom-bap hip hop rhythm. Instrumental conjures images of front porches in American cities, Detroit and Philadelphia. Instrumental version.
Nostalgic, reminiscent, cool. Bright piano rides along a boom-bap hip ...Nostalgic, reminiscent, cool. Bright piano rides along a boom-bap hip hop rhythm. Instrumental conjures images of front porches in American cities, Detroit and Philadelphia. Stripped back underscore version.
Nostalgic, reminiscent, cool. Bright piano rides along a hip hop ...Nostalgic, reminiscent, cool. Bright piano rides along a hip hop rhythm. American cities, Detroit and Philadelphia. String version.
