Текст песни Perfect Circle / God Speed (Mac Miller) с переводом

I came for whoever is in charge

I suggest you go and get yourself a weapon and a guard

They need some coffee, everybody’s sleeping on me

Going around door to door, setting off alarms

All that horse shit, you should have left it at the barn

Keep a stallion, tell her gallop to the store and get cigars, yeah

Too many whips, gotta get a new garage made

I might steal one just to drive it in a car chase

Me and my bizarre ways (no emergency)

I moved up from a Private to a Sargent

You can see it in the scar face

Hidden in a dark place, swimming in the shark tank

Give a bitch a little bit of change, she a game in an arcade

(Time crisis) Not a second to lose

I’m the motherfuckin' Bible, that’s forever the truth

And this is not another case of the celebrity blues

The devil with me and he tell me to shoot

Murder, murder, murder, what would you do?

Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for something to do

Can you draw a perfect circle?

Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do?

I wash these pills down with liquor and fall

Leave it to me, I do enough for us all (I do)

Got what you need if you like breaking the law

My mother raised me a God (Hey)

(Fuck you)

Yeah, blame the drugs, got me sinning on the weekday

Drunk as fuck, doing buck sixty on the freeway

Giving y’all the freebase, hidden in the middle of a briefcase

Hidden in a subwoofer, beat case

Used to wanna know how a freak taste

Now I’m in it in an instant like replay

Bra’s a baton, pass it off like relay

Why I’m so mad on my B-Day?

She say «I thought you got sober»

And I say «I wish you’d stop being a bitch

And get to minding your business»

Told me «Money has changed you»

I get to thinking, how rarely do I visit?

How’d I get so egotistical? I’m a Buffalo Soldier

Heaven is a mile away, the trouble, much closer

I’m only twenty-three but my mind is older, and it’ll forever be

Dead presidents to the homies, death to my enemies

Murder, murder, murder, what would you do?

Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for something to do

Can you draw a perfect circle?

Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do?

I wash these pills down with liquor and fall

Leave it to me, I do enough for us all

Got what you need if you like breaking the law

My mother raised me a God (Hey)

(Fuck you)

A goddess told me «good morning» when I woke up

(Fuck you)

You know I had a good morning when I woke up

(Fuck you)

Gotta thank God every morning then I woke up

(Fuck you)

Would you remember me if I never woke up?

Bye bye (Fuck you)

I am a sinner, I’m just tryna sin

Warm in the winter, and I’ll be on my way

I’m just a drifter, in endless seas of whispers

I just need some shelter, give me shelter from the wind

Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system 412−9…

is not available

«Hey man, I wish you were here, happy holidays, uhm, I love ya.

And I hope you have a good night / weekend / I hope I talk to you soon, alright,

God Speed»

Oh yeah, I thought I’d have it figured out by now

Shit would be simple, problems would be in the past right now

Me and the homies would be sitting on millions

Reminiscing when we were so broke and living in Oakland just chillin'

I thought I’d have it in the bag by now

I thought that we’d be kicking back by now

I know that life is a bitch, I know that life is a bitch

I thought we’d put her in a cab by now

But I’m stressing, I can’t relax

I swallow my pride and I’m higher than what’s making me mad

Everybody say I need rehab

Cause I’m speedin' with a blindfold on and won’t be long ‘til they watching me

crash

And they don’t wanna see that

They don’t want me to OD and have to talk to my mother

Telling her they could have done more to help me, and she’ll be crying saying

that she’ll do anything to have me back

All the nights I’m losing sleep, it was all a dream, there was a time that I

believed that

But white lines be numbing them dark times

Them pills that I’m popping, I need to man up

It’s a problem, I need a wake up

Before one morning I don’t wake up

You make your mistakes, your mistakes never make ya

I’m too obsessed with going down as a great one

And if you wait too long, they go find someone to replace ya

So I guess this is a letter, to all my brothers, Most Dope, that’s forever

And this the part that Q start crying, if he ain’t already yet

I did my best to be a leader you respect

At times I became weaker, got defeated by regret

So tell my baby I love her

And if she give me time I’ll put a seed inside her, make her a mother

Just know that there’s a place

Where all my people free and everybody straight

Every devil don’t got horns, and every hero don’t got capes

Opened up my eyes, shit, I’m finally awake, Good morning

Yeah, good morning

Yo man, it’s the morning, you gotta go to work

«alright»

Yo, you gotta be at work in like ten minutes, yo

(You good?)

«I'm straight, yo what’s good?» (when you going?)

You gotta pick up the dry cleaning and shit still?

«man, fuck that shit, I’ll skip»

You bout to go to work?

«mmm»

Ight, what time you gotta be at work?

«I don’t know… soon»

You Democrat or Republican?

«Uuhh…I don’t know anymore»

Would you vote for a female president?