Текст песни DARKIE STILL CANNOT RAP (Lil Darkie) с переводом

Wait at the gates for me, my nigga, I’m dying

Fate is a weight, debate the state of my mind

Generate hate, emotion I cannot find

I’m feeling great and I don’t have enough time

To tell you all I want to, ain’t no way to rewind

The way it seems to taunt you, the world is not kind

At moments, it can haunt you when shit’s out of line

Just know that I’ll be gone too and no one will mind

And no one will mind

That you were one of many who were thrown to the swine

That you were sipping henny or you tripping on wine

That someone took a bullet, put it into your spine

Just smile and know that no one will mind

Any moment body might break

Anybody wanna die baked?

Fuck yeah at this rate

Pick a date «real late», hoe, it ain’t no debate

With no mind

With nothing in your head

I’ll speak my truth till I’m dead

Fuck every fed, I’m getting red in the face

I ain’t put you in your place

Will you submit? Bow down!

Stare at your feet or «look up at me take a seat»

Suck on your teeth

I go so dumb on the beat

Bec cuz I know one day I’ll be under some feet

Like you!

Like you and me

Best friends forever in the fucking trees

Less than a feather, better sail the breeze

Atoms gather in the sky and in the land and seas

Murderers and people that defend the bees

Women and they children and the men they please

Sky dimming, I be grinning I can end this tease

At what’s it like to be a god brought to bend his knees

PART 2

Tell us another one, Darkie!

Okay!

CUBENSiS, let it ride for a minute

I need to go drink more alcohol

Okay, okay

This is a story about Indian Jesus

There was once a boy who was born the color of indigo

Mother, father, everyone didn’t know 'til he hit the floor

Born inside a prison and missing something immaculate

Ain’t got no mortality

Take his parents a’back a bit

Careful what you wish for

Ya piss poor decisions get set back just a bit more

You sucking on a sack of dicks

Lack the wit to kill a demon screaming it’s a sack he hit

Wacky kid, as in he a goofy one

Tacky shit

You be done

If you really evil, he can start a war

All his homies dying

Now his heart is cold, particle

Weapons from the gods that incinerate and irradiate

Stepping on the dirt, hate can turn the earth to a scary place

All of the gods we know have to die

All of the gods we know have to die

No one knows where they lie

But they live on inside you in your mind

You can be whatever that you find is fine

So he won the war that many people said was great

Went into the wood for a minute to meditate

But there was no devil to influence him to break

Just a hungry hunter who wanted some wild steak

Wait

Do I see a foot in the distance?

Imma aim, ain’t no missing

I gotta feed all of my children

Bitch listen, bitch listen

Let the arrow fly and see an era end

I’m not terrified, you’re a long-lost friend

See in a past life, you were a man, I took your life away

Now it was your pass at me, I forgive you on any day

Karma is a bitch and she slapping with tight hooks

Armour on my head but it jabbed in my right foot

That was the way lord Krishna died uh

Flew up in the sky what a radical guy

That little darkie never fold or gave in

Now I wanna rap about the place I stay in

PART 3

Ándale Ándale

Arriba arriba

I run like a cheetah

Make art like I’m Frida

The cedar I’m rolling

I feed her my pole 'n explode, mamasita

Want salt, margarita

My choppa, he kick like a burro

I’m gripping the pole like a churro

Go hit up the bureau

And telling I’m selling this white by the kilo

You going extinct like the parrot from Rio

Go get yo' dinero

Throw you in a barrel like Walter

Yo' fault, you behaving real feral

You falter, you slip and we catch you soaring

Start walking at night other end by the morning

It’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long-, it’s a long-, it’s a long beach

It’s a long-, it’s a long-, it’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

We’re planting marijuana outside of school

Panting very hard I sound like a monster

Give ya kid some acid inside the concert

Give the kid a quarter, I can make it to a sponsor

Give you a gram and I can make you to a customer

Niggas go ham crazy if you wanna bust some more

You in a jam, become a nigga who want some dough

You is a lamb, the prey and you not a foe

I ain’t threatened

Nigga got a weapon but easy with what he rappin'

You had me for like a second but now you coming in second

I reckon you gotta tap it

You tweeting more than you packing (yeah)

You ain’t never shot nobody, you ain’t starting now

No one must’ve loved you, probably cause you retarded, wow

You is just a kid like me who started yell rapping

Give it up nigga, your interaction is fail yapping

It’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long-, it’s a long-, it’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long-, it’s a long-, it’s a long beach

It’s a long-, it’s a long-, it’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

It’s a long beach

(Oh nigga, you tell 'em)

No more stories, got to bed!