Biggheadss - Cold Blood [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse1 [Dopest on Earth] :


Suicide doors on the coupe
Murder was the case homie I ain't talking snoop
Make ah nigga strip like ah bitch in the club
Murder rate is up.....choppa hold me down
Clowns got the crown and I laugh at the thrown
30 round clip.....come an get cha tomb stone
Premeditated murder murder over drums
I want ah whole loaf fool u can have the crumbs
Bums want my head better holla at cha bitch
These hoes ain't loooooyal especially in my whip
I give the bitch dick and they give me all the data
On Where u keep the birds and safe see u later
Hater u ah never know playa from ah song
So keep yuh lips shut for I open up yuh dome
Solider field chi city home of the killers
Gorillas in chinchillas nigga everybody feel us


Chorus:

بد ميگم بد ميگم پواا
سگ ميشم سگ ميشم پواا
رد ميدم رد ميدم پواا
رد ميدم رد ميدم(x2)




Verse2 [Arad]:


گل, رل شد و پيچيد تو مغزم
واسه چيدن کلمه ها هميشه به نظمن
من...
فردارم ميبينم, رو به رومه
هر جا که باشم از اينجاها خيلي دوره
زوره که توريست نباشي
تو پيست زندگي تو ريسکي
ميدن به گاتو تو پي ويسکي
هر جا گرفتي فاز ,بالا باز
ميري و ميگيري ستاره دستتو چشم باز
اه...
ولي پلک نميزنه
وسواسيه
ميگن دست به چرک نميزنه
چه سبز ,با رايم نغز و کاتاليزور فکر و مغزت
که دنبال هرزه تو مرز
اه...
يه نگا به ساعت
رد داده
حرارت, ميره روي صد
که بزنه, بعد
زياد ميشه خط
نوک بينيش سفيده عينهو گچ
ولي چه فايده که مردمک ثابته
وقت خوابه بي شک



Chorus:


بد ميگم بد ميگم پواا
سگ ميشم سگ ميشم پواا
رد ميدم رد ميدم پواا
رد ميدم رد ميدم




Verse3 [Mozy]:


Satan take a walk while I'm out for killing
Creepy faces before my eyes still tripping
My heart is beating I'm breathing a damn feeling
My hands shake my sword in shade still bleeding
A gruop of thugs on the corner drug dealing
I love the calm which is right before battles begin
My axe beneath your neck already died of clicking
You about to see some skin flicks and licking in a blink you've been drinking
Finger on the trigger with no thinking
Give me the gun get the knife split it all
Cause the problem ain't economic it's political
Problem is radical seminal let it go
We never solve shit we just waiting for miricles
I even wanna kill god but he ain't killable
So I use syllables lyrical death
Marijuana breath
Cause one flew over the cuckoo's nest
Who looks best in bullet proof vest
BBC is a truthful press ahh
We don't have to do this competition do we?
Our battle seems more soap opera than movie
I'm afraid next time I'm coming back with the Uzi
I ain't got none nice to say it's all yours truly
Any problem you got? I got problem diagnosis
Hommies get killed rest on coc over doses
You believe in jesus I like though moses
A river full of black white and fresh lotus
So fuck roses I'm so fucking explosive
You want money? you gotta focus
Toast to my man nigga notice
The nosiest nigga in town likes to enforce this
Cause life starts exactly where it closes



"And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance
And furious anger those who attempt to poison and
Destroy my brothers. And you will know
My name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you."

"what now? What now?
Let me tell you what now
I'ma call a coupla hard, pipe-hittin' niggers
Who'll go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and
A blow torch. You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy?
I ain't through with you by a damn sight
I'ma get medieval on your ass. "