T.A.C. - Room Of Sins [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Intro)

(Verse 1)

Wasup(3x)
Ready to get fucked up?
Why you trying to look up?
You know I'm trying to look up
A cure for this shit cause it's dirty
MILF come through, and she thirty
I know you probably heard of me
I know one of your friends is my enemy
Cause I've been going around killing refugees
We suffer over here, nigga please
And now she telling me that she want it all
Baby why you sipping on my alcohol?
I already told you I'm a alcoholic
You could fine bottle caps in my fucking wallet
Smoking weed, and I'm eating a Whatchamacallit
And baby know the deal, we complete with chocolate
Speaking 1975 herbs in my pocket
Ho nigga come through, nigga better watch it
Cause I'm a bachelor
Ain't looking for a passenger
Pass the Toys R Us
You still wanna play games
Babe you insane in the membrane
Used to go Cypress
Now the hills have eyes
The bills make pies
And the pies make cake
And the cake make cake
(Cake
Cake cake cake
Cake cake)
For my name sakes
Driving down the lane with no brakes

But we safe aren't we?
Roll with Satan's army
A bunch of Paul McCartney lovers
Under covers, got it coming!
Been enjoying, blowing
Showing, hoeing
Throwing, glowing
Fucking knowing
Damn well where I'm going
Damn well where I'm going!
Damn well ironic
Damn wells, I got it
Damned well in this game
Now I become iconic
All the sins for sale
All the kids do well
But the parents end up here in a little place I like to call

(Hook)

I'm so lost I don't know (how)
I know that my mom ain't (proud)
I got stuck to smoking (loud)
And look where it got me (now)
I know that I put it (down)
But this time I need a (crown)
A scythe, and some head horns (now)
Oh hey hey
Welcome to Hell

Oh Hey hey
Welcome to Hell(8x)

(Verse 2)

Aren't we all bored?
Hoping the clutch get an encore
Hoping the timing is all short
Hoping my parents ain't all torn
I got bitches that want meetings
I got niggas that want swisher's
Gotta leave this house much quicker
21? get me liquor
Cause I'm still young
With a still tongue
That I lick, ones with
Lick, blunts with
Lick, cunts with
Gets redundant
Who we run with?
Stupid young-ins
I get in trouble, I still do it
Still illegal, I been knew it
Cop searches, I been through it
Charges handed, I live through it

Gotta learn, gotta learn
Gotta burn, gotta burn
It's my turn, It's my turn
To get turnt, to get turnt
Fuck the coppers rolling with they loud lights
Stopping for some bacon what I sound like?
Cuffs on my wrist? That don't sound right
Can't find me tonight
Getting hype tonight
Only Kryptonite's a curfew

(Hook)

I'm so lost I don't know (how)
I know that my mom ain't (proud)
I got stuck to smoking (loud)
And look where it got me (now)
I know that I put it (down)
But this time I need a (crown)
A scythe, and some head horns (now)
Oh hey hey
Welcome to Hell

Oh Hey hey
Welcome to Hell(8x)


(Bridge)

Fuck staying home(8x)
Rolling with my niggas(4x)

(Outro)

Who karate?(4x)
Who got Id?(4x)
Black and Milds(4x)