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Uh, I don't wanna try bruh
(You make me feel) uh, acidic, a bunch of bad habits with bad magic
Can't disappear and re-appear in the same sentence, I'm bad at it
The Mad Hatter, the Perc packer
The mom thrasher
The Perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor
A straight tweak, so high I can't speak
Been three weeks, I still haven't met my peak
(You make me feel) like I could be someone other than myself
Like I could find a little Heaven up in my Hell
Yeah, I know it never ever end well
Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell
Uh, like abracadabra
The flow so raw, forgot to grab Magnums
Been raw-doggin' bitches ever since I went platinum
I feel like Hell full of bad bitches
Wonder if it's room in Heaven for savages
My life's a canvas, I'm paintin' in blood like a cannibal
Rip off his head and I salvage it, huh
A little too graphic
At least you niggas know that I still got the passion
Of someone who don't got shit, but the clothes on they back
And its been that way since way back since
(You make me feel) like I'm a killer or somethin'
These niggas lip-singin' like Milli Vanilli or somethin'
I'm like Lil' Wayne I got a milli-milli-milli or somethin'
I guess, I'm rich, in broke pockets
Bountiful, my soul's empty, so deep, ten feet (you make me feel)
Times ten feet
Fuck love, it's gon' take more to convince me that you with me
And not against me
Where I'm from we loaded up
Popped out and turned niggas into mince meat
Uh, I don't wanna try bruh
Uh, no quiero intentarlo, tío
(You make me feel) uh, acidic, a bunch of bad habits with bad magic
(Me haces sentir) uh, ácido, un montón de malos hábitos con mala magia
Can't disappear and re-appear in the same sentence, I'm bad at it
No puedo desaparecer y reaparecer en la misma frase, soy malo en eso
The Mad Hatter, the Perc packer
El Sombrerero Loco, el empaquetador de Perc
The mom thrasher
El destrozador de madres
The Perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor
El Perc mezclado con el jarabe me convierte en un contratista
A straight tweak, so high I can't speak
Un ajuste directo, tan alto que no puedo hablar
Been three weeks, I still haven't met my peak
Han pasado tres semanas, aún no he alcanzado mi pico
(You make me feel) like I could be someone other than myself
(Me haces sentir) como si pudiera ser alguien distinto a mí mismo
Like I could find a little Heaven up in my Hell
Como si pudiera encontrar un pequeño cielo en mi infierno
Yeah, I know it never ever end well
Sí, sé que nunca termina bien
Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell
Sí, sé que siempre caigo víctima de un rico hechizo
Uh, like abracadabra
Uh, como abracadabra
The flow so raw, forgot to grab Magnums
El flujo es tan crudo, olvidé agarrar Magnums
Been raw-doggin' bitches ever since I went platinum
He estado sin protección con chicas desde que me volví platino
I feel like Hell full of bad bitches
Siento que el infierno está lleno de perras malas
Wonder if it's room in Heaven for savages
Me pregunto si hay sitio en el cielo para salvajes
My life's a canvas, I'm paintin' in blood like a cannibal
Mi vida es un lienzo, estoy pintando en sangre como un caníbal
Rip off his head and I salvage it, huh
Arranco su cabeza y la salvo, huh
A little too graphic
Un poco demasiado gráfico
At least you niggas know that I still got the passion
Al menos ustedes, chicos, saben que todavía tengo la pasión
Of someone who don't got shit, but the clothes on they back
De alguien que no tiene nada, excepto la ropa en su espalda
And its been that way since way back since
Y ha sido así desde hace mucho tiempo
(You make me feel) like I'm a killer or somethin'
(Me haces sentir) como si fuera un asesino o algo así
These niggas lip-singin' like Milli Vanilli or somethin'
Estos chicos están haciendo playback como Milli Vanilli o algo así
I'm like Lil' Wayne I got a milli-milli-milli or somethin'
Soy como Lil' Wayne, tengo un millón-millón-millón o algo así
I guess, I'm rich, in broke pockets
Supongo, soy rico, en bolsillos rotos
Bountiful, my soul's empty, so deep, ten feet (you make me feel)
Abundante, mi alma está vacía, tan profunda, tres metros (me haces sentir)
Times ten feet
Diez veces tres metros
Fuck love, it's gon' take more to convince me that you with me
Joder con el amor, va a hacer falta más para convencerme de que estás conmigo
And not against me
Y no en contra mía
Where I'm from we loaded up
De donde vengo, nos cargamos
Popped out and turned niggas into mince meat
Salimos y convertimos a los chicos en carne picada
Uh, I don't wanna try bruh
Uh, eu não quero tentar mano
(You make me feel) uh, acidic, a bunch of bad habits with bad magic
(Você me faz sentir) uh, ácido, um monte de maus hábitos com má magia
Can't disappear and re-appear in the same sentence, I'm bad at it
Não posso desaparecer e reaparecer na mesma frase, sou ruim nisso
The Mad Hatter, the Perc packer
O Chapeleiro Louco, o empacotador de Perc
The mom thrasher
O destruidor de mães
The Perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor
O Perc misturado com o xarope me transforma em um empreiteiro
A straight tweak, so high I can't speak
Um ajuste direto, tão alto que não consigo falar
Been three weeks, I still haven't met my peak
Faz três semanas, ainda não atingi meu pico
(You make me feel) like I could be someone other than myself
(Você me faz sentir) como se eu pudesse ser alguém além de mim mesmo
Like I could find a little Heaven up in my Hell
Como se eu pudesse encontrar um pequeno céu no meu inferno
Yeah, I know it never ever end well
Sim, eu sei que nunca acaba bem
Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell
Sim, eu sei que sempre caio vítima de um rico feitiço
Uh, like abracadabra
Uh, tipo abracadabra
The flow so raw, forgot to grab Magnums
O fluxo tão cru, esqueci de pegar Magnums
Been raw-doggin' bitches ever since I went platinum
Tenho sido cru com as cadelas desde que fui platina
I feel like Hell full of bad bitches
Sinto que o inferno está cheio de cadelas ruins
Wonder if it's room in Heaven for savages
Pergunto se há espaço no céu para os selvagens
My life's a canvas, I'm paintin' in blood like a cannibal
Minha vida é uma tela, estou pintando com sangue como um canibal
Rip off his head and I salvage it, huh
Arranco a cabeça dele e a salvo, huh
A little too graphic
Um pouco gráfico demais
At least you niggas know that I still got the passion
Pelo menos vocês sabem que ainda tenho a paixão
Of someone who don't got shit, but the clothes on they back
De alguém que não tem nada, além das roupas nas costas
And its been that way since way back since
E tem sido assim desde muito tempo atrás
(You make me feel) like I'm a killer or somethin'
(Você me faz sentir) como se eu fosse um assassino ou algo assim
These niggas lip-singin' like Milli Vanilli or somethin'
Esses caras dublando como Milli Vanilli ou algo assim
I'm like Lil' Wayne I got a milli-milli-milli or somethin'
Eu sou como Lil 'Wayne eu tenho um milhão-milhão-milhão ou algo assim
I guess, I'm rich, in broke pockets
Eu acho, eu sou rico, em bolsos vazios
Bountiful, my soul's empty, so deep, ten feet (you make me feel)
Abundante, minha alma está vazia, tão profunda, dez pés (você me faz sentir)
Times ten feet
Dez vezes dez pés
Fuck love, it's gon' take more to convince me that you with me
Foda-se o amor, vai levar mais para me convencer de que você está comigo
And not against me
E não contra mim
Where I'm from we loaded up
De onde eu venho nós carregamos
Popped out and turned niggas into mince meat
Aparecemos e transformamos caras em carne moída
Uh, I don't wanna try bruh
Euh, je ne veux pas essayer mec
(You make me feel) uh, acidic, a bunch of bad habits with bad magic
(Tu me fais sentir) euh, acide, un tas de mauvaises habitudes avec de la mauvaise magie
Can't disappear and re-appear in the same sentence, I'm bad at it
Je ne peux pas disparaître et réapparaître dans la même phrase, je suis mauvais à ça
The Mad Hatter, the Perc packer
Le Chapelier Fou, le packer Perc
The mom thrasher
Le démolisseur de mères
The Perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor
Le Perc mélangé au sirop me transforme en entrepreneur
A straight tweak, so high I can't speak
Un vrai détraqué, tellement haut que je ne peux pas parler
Been three weeks, I still haven't met my peak
Ça fait trois semaines, je n'ai toujours pas atteint mon pic
(You make me feel) like I could be someone other than myself
(Tu me fais sentir) comme si je pouvais être quelqu'un d'autre que moi-même
Like I could find a little Heaven up in my Hell
Comme si je pouvais trouver un petit paradis dans mon enfer
Yeah, I know it never ever end well
Ouais, je sais que ça ne finit jamais bien
Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell
Ouais je sais que je tombe toujours victime d'un sort riche
Uh, like abracadabra
Euh, comme abracadabra
The flow so raw, forgot to grab Magnums
Le flow est tellement brut, j'ai oublié de prendre des Magnums
Been raw-doggin' bitches ever since I went platinum
Je baise à cru les chiennes depuis que je suis devenu platine
I feel like Hell full of bad bitches
J'ai l'impression que l'enfer est plein de mauvaises chiennes
Wonder if it's room in Heaven for savages
Je me demande s'il y a de la place au paradis pour les sauvages
My life's a canvas, I'm paintin' in blood like a cannibal
Ma vie est une toile, je peins dans le sang comme un cannibale
Rip off his head and I salvage it, huh
J'arrache sa tête et je la récupère, hein
A little too graphic
Un peu trop graphique
At least you niggas know that I still got the passion
Au moins vous les mecs savez que j'ai toujours la passion
Of someone who don't got shit, but the clothes on they back
De quelqu'un qui n'a rien, sauf les vêtements sur son dos
And its been that way since way back since
Et c'est comme ça depuis longtemps
(You make me feel) like I'm a killer or somethin'
(Tu me fais sentir) comme si j'étais un tueur ou quelque chose
These niggas lip-singin' like Milli Vanilli or somethin'
Ces mecs font du playback comme Milli Vanilli ou quelque chose
I'm like Lil' Wayne I got a milli-milli-milli or somethin'
Je suis comme Lil' Wayne j'ai un milli-milli-milli ou quelque chose
I guess, I'm rich, in broke pockets
Je suppose, je suis riche, dans des poches vides
Bountiful, my soul's empty, so deep, ten feet (you make me feel)
Abondant, mon âme est vide, si profonde, dix pieds (tu me fais sentir)
Times ten feet
Dix fois dix pieds
Fuck love, it's gon' take more to convince me that you with me
Baise l'amour, il va falloir plus pour me convaincre que tu es avec moi
And not against me
Et pas contre moi
Where I'm from we loaded up
D'où je viens, nous sommes chargés
Popped out and turned niggas into mince meat
On est sorti et on a transformé les mecs en viande hachée
Uh, I don't wanna try bruh
Uh, ich will es nicht versuchen, Alter
(You make me feel) uh, acidic, a bunch of bad habits with bad magic
(Du lässt mich fühlen) Uh, sauer, eine Menge schlechter Gewohnheiten mit schlechter Magie
Can't disappear and re-appear in the same sentence, I'm bad at it
Kann nicht verschwinden und im selben Satz wieder auftauchen, ich bin schlecht darin
The Mad Hatter, the Perc packer
Der verrückte Hutmacher, der Perc-Packer
The mom thrasher
Der Mutterzerstörer
The Perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor
Der Perc, gemischt mit dem Lean, macht mich zu einem Auftragnehmer
A straight tweak, so high I can't speak
Ein gerader Rausch, so high, dass ich nicht sprechen kann
Been three weeks, I still haven't met my peak
Es sind drei Wochen vergangen und ich habe meinen Höhepunkt immer noch nicht erreicht
(You make me feel) like I could be someone other than myself
(Du lässt mich fühlen) Als könnte ich jemand anderes sein als ich selbst
Like I could find a little Heaven up in my Hell
Als könnte ich ein kleines Paradies in meiner Hölle finden
Yeah, I know it never ever end well
Ja, ich weiß, es endet nie gut
Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell
Ja, ich weiß, ich falle immer wieder einem reichen Zauber zum Opfer
Uh, like abracadabra
Uh, wie abracadabra
The flow so raw, forgot to grab Magnums
Der Flow ist so stark, dass ich vergessen habe, Kondome zu holen
Been raw-doggin' bitches ever since I went platinum
Habe Nutten ohne Kondom gefickt, seit ich Platin gegangen bin
I feel like Hell full of bad bitches
Ich fühle mich wie die Hölle voller krasser Nutten
Wonder if it's room in Heaven for savages
Frage mich, ob es im Himmel Platz für Wilde gibt
My life's a canvas, I'm paintin' in blood like a cannibal
Mein Leben ist eine Leinwand, ich male mit Blut wie ein Kannibale
Rip off his head and I salvage it, huh
Reiße seinen Kopf ab und rette ihn, huh
A little too graphic
Ein bisschen zu grafisch
At least you niggas know that I still got the passion
Zumindest wisst ihr Niggas, dass ich immer noch die Leidenschaft habe
Of someone who don't got shit, but the clothes on they back
Eines, der nichts hat außer den Kleidern auf dem Rücken
And its been that way since way back since
Und es war schon immer so seit damals seit
(You make me feel) like I'm a killer or somethin'
(Du lässt mich fühlen) Als wäre ich ein Mörder oder so etwas
These niggas lip-singin' like Milli Vanilli or somethin'
Diese Niggas singen von den Lippen wie Milli Vanilli oder so
I'm like Lil' Wayne I got a milli-milli-milli or somethin'
Ich bin wie Lil' Wayne, ich habe eine Milli-Milli-Milli oder so
I guess, I'm rich, in broke pockets
Ich denke, ich bin reich, in leeren Taschen
Bountiful, my soul's empty, so deep, ten feet (you make me feel)
Reichlich, meine Seele ist leer, so tief, zehn Fuß (du lässt mich fühlen)
Times ten feet
Mal zehn Fuß
Fuck love, it's gon' take more to convince me that you with me
Scheiß auf die Liebe, es braucht mehr, um mich zu überzeugen, dass du für mir bist
And not against me
Und nicht gegen mich
Where I'm from we loaded up
Woher ich komme, haben wir uns bewaffnet
Popped out and turned niggas into mince meat
Sind rausgekommen und haben Niggas zu Hackfleisch gemacht
Uh, I don't wanna try bruh
Uh, non voglio provare bruh
(You make me feel) uh, acidic, a bunch of bad habits with bad magic
(Tu mi fai sentire) uh, acido, un mucchio di cattive abitudini con la cattiva magia
Can't disappear and re-appear in the same sentence, I'm bad at it
Non posso scomparire e riapparire nella stessa frase, sono cattivo in questo
The Mad Hatter, the Perc packer
Il Cappellaio Matto, il confezionatore di Perc
The mom thrasher
Il distruttore di mamme
The Perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor
Il Perc mixato con lo sciroppo mi trasforma in un appaltatore
A straight tweak, so high I can't speak
Un vero e proprio strambo, così alto che non riesco a parlare
Been three weeks, I still haven't met my peak
Sono passate tre settimane, non ho ancora raggiunto il mio picco
(You make me feel) like I could be someone other than myself
(Tu mi fai sentire) come se potessi essere qualcuno diverso da me stesso
Like I could find a little Heaven up in my Hell
Come se potessi trovare un piccolo paradiso nel mio inferno
Yeah, I know it never ever end well
Sì, so che non finisce mai bene
Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell
Sì, so che cado sempre vittima di un ricco incantesimo
Uh, like abracadabra
Uh, come abracadabra
The flow so raw, forgot to grab Magnums
Il flusso è così crudo, ho dimenticato di prendere i preservativi
Been raw-doggin' bitches ever since I went platinum
Ho fatto sesso senza protezione con le ragazze da quando sono diventato famoso
I feel like Hell full of bad bitches
Mi sento come se l'inferno fosse pieno di belle ragazze
Wonder if it's room in Heaven for savages
Mi chiedo se in paradiso c'è posto per i selvaggi
My life's a canvas, I'm paintin' in blood like a cannibal
La mia vita è una tela, sto dipingendo con il sangue come un cannibale
Rip off his head and I salvage it, huh
Strappo via la sua testa e la recupero, huh
A little too graphic
Un po' troppo grafico
At least you niggas know that I still got the passion
Almeno voi ragazzi sapete che ho ancora la passione
Of someone who don't got shit, but the clothes on they back
Di qualcuno che non ha niente, tranne i vestiti che ha addosso
And its been that way since way back since
E è stato così da molto tempo
(You make me feel) like I'm a killer or somethin'
(Tu mi fai sentire) come se fossi un killer o qualcosa del genere
These niggas lip-singin' like Milli Vanilli or somethin'
Questi ragazzi stanno facendo lip-sing come Milli Vanilli o qualcosa del genere
I'm like Lil' Wayne I got a milli-milli-milli or somethin'
Sono come Lil' Wayne ho un milione-milione-milione o qualcosa del genere
I guess, I'm rich, in broke pockets
Immagino, sono ricco, in tasche vuote
Bountiful, my soul's empty, so deep, ten feet (you make me feel)
Abbondante, la mia anima è vuota, così profonda, dieci piedi (tu mi fai sentire)
Times ten feet
Dieci volte dieci piedi
Fuck love, it's gon' take more to convince me that you with me
Fanculo l'amore, ci vorrà di più per convincermi che sei con me
And not against me
E non contro di me
Where I'm from we loaded up
Da dove vengo noi ci carichiamo
Popped out and turned niggas into mince meat
Sbuciamo fuori e trasformiamo i ragazzi in carne tritata
[Intro: Juice WRLD & Daniel Caesar]
Du får mig känna mig, yeah
Uh, jag vill inte försöka, men jag...
Så viktig, och (Woah)
Det är vad jag är (Woah)
Jag är bara en man, yeah, yeah, yeah
Du får mig känna mig, yeah
Så viktig, och (Woah)
Det är vad jag är (Woah)
Jag är bara en man, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Vers: Juice WRLD]
Uh, surt, en massa dåliga vanor med dålig magi
Kan inte försvinna och dyka upp igen i samma mening, jag är dålig på det
Den galna hattmakaren, Perc-packaren
Mamma thrasher
Alvedon blandad med sirap gör mig till en entreprenör
En rak rysning, så hög, jag inte kan prata
Det har gått tre veckor, jag har fortfarande inte nått min topp
Som jag kunde vara någon annan än mig själv
Som jag kunde hitta ett litet himmelrike uppe i mitt helvete
Yeah, jag vet att det aldrig slutar bra
Yeah, jag vet att jag alltid faller offer för en rik besvärjelse
Uh, som abrakadabra
Flow så rått, glömde ta Magnums
Har knullat bitches rått ända sen jag gick platina
Jag känner mig som ett helvete fullt av stygga bitches
Undrar om det finns plats i himlen för vildar
Mitt liv är en duk, jag målar med blod som en kannibal
Riv av hans huvud och jag räddar det, huh
Lite för grafiskt
Ni niggas vet åtminstone att jag fortfarande har passionen
Av någon som inte har skit förutom kläderna på ryggen
Och det har varit så sedan långt tillbaka sedan dess
Som jag är en mördare eller något
Dessa niggas läppsynkar som Milli Vanilli eller något
Jag är som Lil' Wayne jag har en milli-milli-milli eller något, antar jag
Jag är rik i trasiga fickor, riklig
Min själ är tom, så djup, tre meter
[Outro: Juice WRLD]
Gånger tre meter
Fuck kärlek, det kommer ta mer för att övertyga mig, att du med mig
Och inte mot mig
Vart jag kommer från vi laddade
Hoppar ut och gör niggas till köttfärs
Songtekst van Juice WRLD – "10 Feet" (Vertaling)
[Intro]
Uh, ik wil niet eens proberen bruh
[Verse]
Uh, zurig, een boel slechte gewoontes met slechte magie
Kan niet verdwijnen en verschijnen in dezelfde zin, ik ben er slecht in
De Mad Hatter, de Perc pakker
De mama verpulveraar
De Perc gemixt met de siroop verandert me in een aannemer
Een rechte kneep, zo high dat ik niet kan praten
Duurt drie weken, heb nog steeds niet mijn top bereikt
Ik kan iemand anders dan mezelf zijn
Ik kan een beetje hemel in mijn hel vinden
Yeah ik weet dat het nooit ooit goed eindigt
Yeah ik weet dat ik altijd slachtoffer word van een rijke betovering
Uh, zoals abracadabra
De flow is zo rauw, vergat Magnums te nemen
Ben het altijd rauw aan het doen met bitches sinds ik platinum ging
Ik voel zoals hel vol met slechte bitches
Vraag me af of er ruimte is in de hemel voor wilden
Mijn leven is een canvas, ik verf in bloed zoals een kannibaal
Ruk zijn hoofd eraf en ik herbruik het, huh
Een beetje te grafisch
Tenminste weten jullie niggas nu dat ik nog steeds de passie heb
Van iemand die niets heeft, maar de kleren op hun rug
En het is zo sinds vroeger
Alsof ik een moordenaar ben of zoiets
Deze niggas lip-syncing zoals Milli Vanilli of zoiets
Ik ben zoals Lil Wayne ik heb een milli-milli-milli of zoiets
Ik denk, dat ik rijk ben, in arme zakken
Prijselijk, mijn ziel is leeg, zo diep, tien voet
[Outro]
Tien voet
Fuck liefde, er gaat meer nodig zijn om me te overtuigen, dat je met me bent
En niet tegen me
Vanwaar ik kom zijn we geladen
Pop en verander niggas in gehakt
[Non-Lyrical Instrumental Outro]