Busta Flex - Pourquoi versuri traducere în engleză

Why

(refrain)
Why is the sky blue?
Why are we more content as two?
Why do money and power make enemies of friends ?
Jealousy, hypocrisy, when they pickW a side, run away.
 
I've seen friends armed, mothers alarmed
to see their son go far away, but not to join the army.
Seduced by the smell of money and success.
Seeing as it's only for a time, at 20 you ruin everything and you know it.
If you make it it shows, you can't hide it.
They'll find out and their mouths will start to water and spit
and dwell on their hatred because that doesn't sit well.
A young man who makes it out, that doesn't sit well
and friends change, money makes them strangers
and if you eat better than them, they'll get their revenge.
When I think back to our childhood,
standing together, having hope that things would get better
but things got better quickly for some,
not fast enough for others. It's not their fault, it's just fate.
Fate, the one armed man who deals the cards.
That's why some of my brothers are quick to anger when facing fate.
 
(refrain x2)
 
(Thinking that the hard times would unite us under a common cause x2)
 
I've worked with people I trusted.
Things were going alright for 4 years.
Travels, restaurants, hobbies, choosing
between the best and the best for my future.
Music is my future, but for them it was more for the money.
Luxury hip hop at 50 bucks a hoodie.
They blinded me with benefits that made me lose control.
They made me crazy, pinned me to a wall.
Some wanted to strangle me, it happened pretty fast.
The 20th of March 97 it got heavy.
The same so-called friends, who vowed to stay close to me
were far away when I was crying out 'help me'
but no money makes you deaf, blind and mute.
Impossible to move even if your friend gets killed.
You put yourself and your interests before everything else, coward!
The day of the final judgement there'll be no cash.
And you still dare to look at yourself in the mirror.
From 97 remember March 20th.
His friends change, money makes them strangers.
and if you eat better than them, they'll get their revenge.
When I think back to my childhood,
standing together, having hope that things would get better
 
(refrain x2)
 
(Thinking that the hard times would unite us under a common cause x2)
 


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