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19-07-2008, 16:38 | #61 |
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Hej!! Widzę, że tu fajne forum. Mam prośbę. Pomóżcie mi przetłumaczyć piosenke Black Eyed Peas feat. Papa Roach - Anxiety. Z góry dziękuje ;*
O to jej tekst I feel like I wanna smack somebody Turn around and bitch slap somebody But I ain't goin' out bro (no, no, no) I ain't givin' into it (no, no, no) Anxieties bash my mind in Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden But I ain't fallin' down bro (no, no, no) I won't lose control bro (no, no, no) Shackle and chained My soul feels stained I can't explain got an itch on my brain Lately my whole aim is to maintain And regain control of my mainframe My bloods boiling its beatin' out propaine My train of thoughts more like a runaway train I'm in a fast car drivin' in a fast lane In the rain and I might just hydroplaine I don't fear none of my enemies And I don't fear bullets from oozies I've been dealing with something thats worse than these That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety The sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety My head keeps running away my brother The only thing making me stay my brother But I won't give into it bro (no, no, no) Gotta get myself back now God, I can't let my mind be Tell my enemy is my own Gots to find my inner wealth Gots to hold up my thoughts I can't get caught (no, no, no) I can't give into it now (no, no, no) Emotions are trapped set on lock Got my brain stuck goin through the motions Only I know what's up I'm filled up with pain Tryin' to gain my sanity Everywhere I turn its a dead end infront of me With no where to go gotta shake this anxiety Got me feelin' strange paranoia took over me And its weighin' me down And I can't run any longer, yo Knees to the ground I don't fear none of my enemies And I don't fear bullets from oozies I've been dealing with something thats worse than these That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety The sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety |
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21-10-2008, 19:39 | #62 |
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przetlumaczy ktos pisenke The Game & Lil Wayne - My Life
przetlumaczy ktos pisenke The Game & Lil Wayne - My Life???
[Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ til you tired" So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 1: The Game] Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away Like I overdosed on cocaine Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain Suicide (Suicide..suicide..) I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die" From a block close to where Biggie was crucified That was Brooklyn's Jesus Shot for no f**kin' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3) 'Cause that's Jesus people And The Game, he's the equal Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3) I need some meditation, so I can leave my people They askin' “Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ til you tired" So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 2: The Game] We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution) You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them And I aint no preacher but, Here's my Aries sermes So eat this black music, And tell me how it taste now And f**k Jesse Jackson 'Cause it aint about race now! Sometimes I think about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3) Damn, I know his momma's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, "No More Drama" now Livin’ the +good life+, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots) [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ 'til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ 'til you tired" So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 3: The Game] Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards Shootin’ at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...) Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3) Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3) With the top back In my Sox hat I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ til you tired" So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my life x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) =========================== The Game “My Life” ft. Lil’ Wayne (Album Version) [Intro] *breathing* *dog barking* *gun shot and glass break* [The Game] Punk ass mothaf**ka, get your ass up What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga? Tupac, Biggie! shut the f**k up! f**king dogs barking and shit [Punk Ass Motherf**ker] Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! *gun shot* [The Game] F**k You Nigga! [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ til you tired" So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 1: The Game] Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away Like I overdosed on cocaine Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain Suicide (Suicide..suicide..) I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die" From a block close to where Biggie was crucified That was Brooklyn's Jesus Shot for no f**kin' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3) 'Cause that's Jesus people And The Game, he's the equal Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3) I need some meditation, so I can leave my people They askin' “Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ til you tired" So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 2: The Game] We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution) You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon So eat this black music, and tell me how it taste, now? And f**k Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race, now Sometimes I think about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3) Damn, I know his momma's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, "No More Drama" now Livin’ the +good life+, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots) [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ 'til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ 'til you tired" So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 3: The Game] Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards Shootin’ at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...) Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3) Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3) With the top back In my Sox hat I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ til you tired" So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why You haven’t taken (my life x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) |
22-10-2008, 15:47 | #63 |
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22-10-2008, 18:34 | #64 |
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szukalem wszedzie, ale nigdzie nie ma, bo to jest nowa piosenka...
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