KOHH - Dirt boys versuri traducere în engleză
Dirt boys
[Intro:]
Filthy Dirt Boys
We dirty, dirty
Dirt, dirt
[Verse 1: KOHH]
Filthy, but I'm still looking fresh
Artistic, tats all up on my neck (Tatted up!)
Damaged denim Ksubi, is how I'm dressed
Shirts by Y3, clothes every month I cop too many
Taking scissors to expensive shit (Woo!)
Looking like I'm broke, thinking like I'm rich
Some be on that Andy Warhol tip
Including me and my homeboys
Let's have a good time... Filthy fuckin' Dirt Boys
Never play dirty, I'd rather keep it real
Bitch get over here
And I'll sign on your tits
Everyone can get filthy and shit
New kicks, Onitsuka Tiger Asics
Weekends and weekdays, my homies stay lit
[Hook: KOHH]
Filthy Dirt Boys (Dirt Boys)
Fakes and Dirt Boys (Dirty!)
Brush our shoulders off and we're proud, Dirt Boys
Dirt Boys, dirt...
Dirt Boys, Dirt Boys, dirt... (x3)
Dirt Boys, Dirt Boys, dirt, dirt...
[Verse 2: Dutch Montana]
Even if the road is rough and you fall, get back on your feet
Scarred up my skin with all of this ink
Don't give a fuck about the days people pointed at me
And treated me like I was crazy
Bitch!
Ahh shit, being serious is for suckers
Stay smokin' marijuana
Always positive so...
Ya'll should read 'Power'
If it's dirty money, bear the sin
If your heart's broke, must be love you're lacking
Frontin' won't get you anywhere
If you don't get the shit I'm saying, let me make it clear
Just look at those who already disappeared
[Hook:]
[Verse 3: Loota]
We got work, don't give a fuck about dirt
Results over reasons in this cold world
A lot of people just can't say no
No dirty methods, Dirt Boys stacking that clean dough
Look, my APC denim are clean
Worn to death, frayed at the feet now they're more fitting
White Vans start showing their age
Still I get on stage
Sweat shining brighter than diamonds on a chain
My hair's fucked up, but whatever
She still loves my long hair
Ponytail like Vagabond but I don't care
Yeah, let's get dirty
Fuck the how and why, we just do what we like
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From the highest point in the sky (To the end of the mines)
Where is the spark? (That illuminates us)
What did it look like?
If only we knew
If only this kingdom
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Struggled, waiting for sun
The city tired of rains
You slept, crying, swallowing blood
When the dawn was seen on the horizon
I never complaint about fate
Even if it turned my morning into evening
With this evening, it brought
My heart that was left away
Little by little, it rained
My heart shattered into little pieces
When it became morning againi
'Do you love me?' - I asked
You never asked for anything
You admired my eyebrows and eyes a thousand times
Stroking your black hair,
I lost myself this night
Struggled, waiting for sun
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Where do you go, swallowing blood?
Where would the dawn lead me?
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Sawah Lettuces
Sawah lettuces spread out all over the ricefields
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The boy's mother came by to pick some sawah lettuce
The boy's mother came by to pick some sawah lettuce
Without looking, she grabbed a bunch and left
The sawah lettuces has now been brought back home
In the morning, the sawah lettuces are sold at the market
In the morning, the sawah lettuces are sold at the market
Laid out in rows, all tied up as well to be sold
Laid out in rows, all tied up as well to be sold
The girl's mother bought some while carrying a woven basket
The sawah lettuces are now ready to be cooked
Sawah lettuces are placed in a pot of boiling water
Sawah lettuces are placed in a pot of boiling water
Half-cooked, it's then strained to be eaten as a side dish
Half-cooked, it's then strained to be eaten as a side dish
With two plates of rice and nasnaran, sitting on a divan
The sawah lettuce is eaten with rice
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The Little Bunch of Rushes
O maiden of the finest rushes
What a pity for you that my bundle has come undone
Would you come with me, just the two of us
Under the bank of the wood with the brightest flowers
No priest would ever hear of it
Nor any living soul
Until the birds start to talk in human language
And the blackbird starts speaking Greek.
I’ve no stockings nor shoes
Not even a stool to sit down on
I haven't a penny in the whole wide world
Unless Jesus Christ should take pity on me
My trousers are threadbare
And as you know, my blanket is worn out
Yet still there are plenty of women in the taverns
Who chase after me just for the price of a drink
Oh, did you think to entice me, young man
With your flattery? Well, it did you no good
There’s many a sensible girl
Carrying a load who has been led astray
But I myself would rather carry heavy loads
And drag them till the day I die
Than have your child on my knee
Asking for news of you when you're nowhere to be found