Joey Bada$$ – MY TOWN Engels Lirieke & Afrikaans Vertalings

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Lirieke

(Kirk on the beat)
– (Kirk op die ritme)
These niggas must’ve forgot, man
– Hierdie niggers moet vergeet het, man
Ayo, y’all nigga must’ve forgot, man (New York City)
– Ayo, y’all nigga moet vergeet het, man (New York City)
Ha (You are now rockin’)
– Ha (Jy is nou rockin’)
Y’all niggas done fucked up now, man (With Joey Bada$$)
– Y’all niggas gedoen fucked up nou, man (Met Joey Bada$$)
Know I’m sayin’, are you stupid, are you dumb? (Young legend)
– Weet ek sê, is jy dom, is jy dom? (Jong legende)
Y’all niggas thought this was, man? (Yeah)
– Julle nigga’s het gedink dit is, man? (Ja)
Nigga, fuck a 20v1, nigga, I take anybody (Ayo)
– Nigga, fuck’n 20v1, nigga, ek neem enigiemand (Ayo)
Take all y’all niggas, man (Grr)
– Neem al julle niggers, Man (Grr)
What y’all niggas want? (Badmon)
– Wat wil julle niggers hê? (Badmon)

Look, your days is numbered like days of summer (Uh-huh)
– Kyk, jou dae is getel soos dae van die somer (Uh-huh)
Rain or shine, I’ma bring that thunder
– Reën of skyn, ek sal daardie donder bring
You talkin’ like I can’t see light, yeah, okay
– Jy praat soos ek nie lig kan sien nie, ja, okay
The question is it, me v. you or you v. Ray?
– Die vraag is, ek v. jy Of Jy V. Ray?
Either way these L’s gettin’ passed out
– Hoe dit Ook al sy, Hierdie L’s word bewusteloos
Lights off, when I black out
– Ligte af, wanneer ek bewusteloos raak
Swervin’ in the lane with me, better crash out
– Swervin’in die baan met my, beter crash uit
You niggas light weight, I swear I ain’t even maxed out
– Jy nigga ligte gewig, ek sweer ek is nie eens maxed out
No matter what stage they put you on, you still assed out (Ha-ha)
– Maak nie saak op watter stadium hulle jou geplaas het nie, jy het nog steeds uitgeklim (Ha-ha)
Your thirst for attention is sad
– Jou dors na aandag is hartseer
Nothing you could say could take away that sus shit you said on VLAD (Ayo)
– Niks wat jy kan sê kan wegneem dat sus kak wat jy gesê HET OP VLAD (Ayo)
I would say, I’ma get on your ass, but you might like that (Ayo)
– Ek sou sê, ek sal op jou gat kom, maar jy sal dalk daarvan hou (Ayo)
I’m smokin’ all you niggas in the blunt, this the ‘Lyt pack
– Ek rook al julle niggers in die stomp, dit is Die’lyt pack
The irony for months, they told Joey to fight back
– Die ironie vir maande, hulle het Vir Joey gesê om terug te veg
Now, every punch line, they need a crutch and a ice pack
– Nou, elke slaglyn, het hulle’n kruk en’n yspak nodig
I’m silly with the upper cuts, theres video proof (Facts)
– Ek is dom met die boonste snitte, theres video bewys (Feite)
Fuck y’all niggas still tweetin’ for? Get in the booth (Get in the booth, nigga)
– Fuck y’all niggas nog tweeting vir? Kry in die stand (Kry in die stand, nigga)
I’m really the truth, got better off callin’ a truce
– Ek is regtig die waarheid, dit is beter om’n wapenstilstand te noem
Better yet, get the general, I’m killing his troops (Grrt)
– Beter nog, kry die generaal, ek maak sy troepe dood (Grrt)
I put the last nigga in a body bag
– Ek sit die laaste nigga in’n lyksak
Now I just spun back to get his dog tag (Grrt)
– Nou draai ek net terug om sy hondetiket (Grrt)te kry
Thought I told y’all, niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me, rhyme for rhyme
– Ek het gedink ek het vir julle gesê, niggers is nie fuckin’met my, rym vir rym
They ain’t war ready, they more ready for Comic-Con (Haha)
– Hulle is nie oorlog gereed nie, hulle is meer gereed Vir Comic-Con (Haha)
Who want it with the rap phenomenon? Take a number, fall in line
– Wie wil dit met die rap-verskynsel hê? Neem’n nommer, val in lyn
I’ma get through the day fast like Ramadan
– Ek sal vinnig deur Die dag kom Soos Ramadan
I’m the real bogeyman, y’all niggas should be afraid
– Ek is die ware skurk, julle niggers moet bang wees
Fuck takin’ y’all so long? You niggas seven days
– Fuck takin’y’all so lank? Julle negers sewe dae
All ’em shots y’all took and I ain’t even get grazed
– Al hulle skote wat julle almal geneem het en ek is nie eens kry grazed
Sonnin’ y’all, Kanan ain’t the only thing gettin’ raised
– Sonnin’y’all, Kanan Is Nie Die enigste ding kry opgewek
Triple entendre, don’t even ask me how I packed him out
– Drievoudige sin, moenie my eers vra hoe ek hom uitgepak het nie
Punch lines pack a Pacquiao (Boom-bow)
– Punch lyne pak’n Pacquiao (Boom-boog)
Tell ’em real bars is back in style (Bang)
– Vertel hulle real bars is terug in styl (Bang)
And y’all niggas gettin’ smoked like Black & Milds, chill
– En julle nigga’s word soos Swart gerook en Milds, chill
I heard the streets call you “Quill”
– Ek het gehoor die strate noem jou “Quill”
No wonder why your feathers ruffle
– Geen wonder hoekom jou vere ruffle
Bird nigga teach a man to scuffle (Teach ’em)
– Voëlnegga leer’n man om te baklei (Leer hulle)
I’m a gladiator, word to Russel
– Ek is’n gladiator, woord Aan Russel
Flexing on you niggas and I ain’t even had to move had to move a single—
– Buig op julle niggers en ek is nie eens hoef te beweeg het om’n enkele beweeg—
The kid from West Brook’ got the whole West cooked (Uh-huh)
– Die kind Van West Brook’het die Hele Weste gekook (Uh-huh)
They jabs weak now, heard they workin’ on they best hook (Uh-huh)
– Hulle jabs swak nou, gehoor hulle werk op hulle beste haak (Uh-huh)
Look, Ray Vaughn was so last week
– Kyk, Ray Vaughn was so verlede week
Now, I’m hearing shit about some nigga named “Ass Cheek”
– Nou, ek hoor kak oor’n paar nigga met die naam ” Ass Cheek”
Who wanna be the next victim?
– Wie wil die volgende slagoffer wees?
How many Top Dawgs will it take to sick ’em? (I’m sick)
– Hoeveel Top Dawgs sal dit neem om siek’em? (Ek is siek)
Tryna take a bite out the apple, it’s just forbidden (Ha)
– Tryna neem’n hap uit die appel, dit is net verbode (Ha)
I’ma break them down ’til the atom, this split ’em, when I hit ’em
– Ek sal hulle afbreek tot die atoom, hierdie split’em, wanneer ek tref’em
With the finisher, eyes on the prize, hand on my fire, don’t make me pull it sir
– Met die finisher, oë op die prys, hand op my vuur, moenie my trek dit meneer
Better be wise
– Wees beter wys
‘Cause if it would occur, I’m dottin’ T’s and cross your I’s like Whitaker
– Want as dit sou gebeur, ek is dottin’T’s en kruis jou ek is Soos Whitaker
The plot is now thicker than Vivica Fox is (Uh-huh)
– Die plot is nou dikker as Vivica Fox (uh-huh)
I’m killin’ ya, really the villain, I’m back and restoring the feeling
– Ek maak jou dood, regtig die skurk, ek is terug en herstel die gevoel
Y’all niggas is really the fillings
– Julle nigga’s is regtig die vulsels
Nothin’ but my childrens, these flows could break ceilings, knock buildings down
– Niks behalwe my kinders, hierdie vloei kan plafonne breek, geboue afbreek
Told y’all niggas “I’m back,” I know you feel it now
– Het vir julle nigga’s gesê: “ek is terug, ek weet jy voel dit nou
And that was cute making it seem like you predicted my bars
– En dit was oulik maak dit lyk asof jy my bars voorspel
When in reality you heard my freestyle since March
– Wanneer jy in werklikheid my vryslag sedert Maart gehoor het
I’m calling your bluff, you wanna see me ’cause you runnin’ from Lux
– Ek noem jou bluf, jy wil my sien want jy hardloop Van Lux

When niggas who say they want power, ghost the script (That’s right)
– Wanneer niggers wat sê hulle wil krag, spook die script (Dit is reg)
Post the the battle, you don’t commit
– Na die stryd, pleeg jy nie
But what I can do is put it on wax, you know it’s lit, hold up, nigga
– Maar wat ek kan doen is om dit op was te sit, jy weet dit is aangesteek, hou op, nigga
This bitch skateboardin’ and doing tricks (Uh-huh)
– Hierdie teef skateboardin’en doen truuks(Uh-huh)
Oh, I’m a shoo-in, I was just at Jordan with the kickflips (Nigga)
– O, ek is’n shoo-in, ek was net By Jordan met Die kickflips (Nigga)
What we doing? East to the West, that’s crossroads for you and never we intersect (Woo)
– Wat doen ons? Oos Na Die Weste, dit is kruispad vir jou en nooit kruis ons (Woo)
Line for line and hashtag it (Uh-huh)
– Lyn vir lyn en hashtag it (Uh-huh)
This ain’t ’bout good kids or badasses (Damn)
– Dit is nie’n goeie kinders of badasses (Damn)
It’s when punks who talk like they want it, don’t have at its
– Dit is wanneer punks wat praat soos hulle dit wil hê, nie op sy
It’s for the palace, pour the chalice, I’m a king, you a challenger
– Dit is vir die paleis, gooi die kelk, ek is’n koning, jy’n uitdager
This light work and my aura on Aurora Borealis
– Hierdie ligte werk en my aura Op Aurora Borealis
Ignore the challenge, hype me up, nigga, I want all the value
– Ignoreer die uitdaging, hype my op, nigga, ek wil al die waarde
Cut it out, ’cause for the record we ain’t talking songs and albums or performing ballads just Or rhetorical talent, get swiped, at me, ain’t valid
– Sny dit uit, want vir die rekord is ons nie praat liedjies en albums of die uitvoering van ballades net Of retoriese talent, kry swiped, by my, is nie geldig
Can’t chase ’em, so bank on ’em to come and get that check
– Kan hulle nie jaag nie, so bank op hulle om te kom en kry daardie tjek
Then he puts it all in the balance to fall over flat
– Dan sit hy dit alles in die balans om plat te val
Tried to climb the mountain and he broke his back
– Het probeer om die berg te klim en hy het sy rug gebreek
LA strips, players and six-fours with [lift?] chambers, how you switch up?
– La strips, spelers en ses-vier met [lift? chambers, hoe verander jy?
You ain’t hit us like mama, the whips raised in
– Jy slaan ons nie soos mamma nie, die swepe wat in
My slip hangin’ a [?], [Raymon?] the kitchen, don’t miss
– My slip hangin’a [?], [Raymon? die kombuis, moenie misloop nie
Thing in position, her kid came in here sniffing, I’m cookin though
– Ding in posisie, haar kind het hier ingekom snuif, ek kook al
This troll nigga fakin, making window shop payments
– Hierdie troll nigga fakin, maak venster winkel betalings
I’m serious, I’m a mannequin show ’em, displaying
– Ek is ernstig, ek is’n mannekin wys hulle, vertoon
And he gon catch a fit he can’t hang with
– En hy sal’n aanval kry waarmee hy nie kan saamleef nie
Tee Grizzley, I’m big gaming, the Knicks head coach, I’m putting pain in
– Tee Grizzley, ek is groot gaming, Die Knicks hoof afrigter, ek sit pyn in
You been on the ropes (Woo)
– Jy was op die toue (Woo)
That’s why you wear that ski mask, careers on a slope (Huh)
– Daarom dra jy daardie ski-masker, loopbane op’n helling (Huh)
Your shit playin’ freeze tag, you been going for broke
– Jou kak speel vries tag, jy gaan vir bankrot
End game, Joey out here lightin’ you up
– Eindspel, Joey hier buite verlig jou
Niggas playin’ with your name
– Negers speel met jou naam
I’m just sayin’
– Ek sê net

Shit, they thought it was a game, man
– Hulle het gedink dit is’n spel, man
Shit, catch me court side, Knicks game, man
– Shit, vang my hof kant, Knicks spel, man
Huh, I ain’t playin’, man (Ha)
– Huh, ek speel nie, man (Ha)
Yeah, that’s right, look (That’s right)
– Ja, dis reg, kyk (dis reg)

This the home of the 9/11, the place of a lost choppers (Yeah)
– Dit is die tuiste van die 9/11, die plek van’n verlore choppers (Ja)
We still bangin’, nigga, we ain’t never lost power
– Ons is nog steeds bang, nigga, ons het nog nooit krag verloor
You now fuckin’ with the BK Batman, Harlem assasain
– Jy nou fuckin’met Die BK Batman, Harlem assasain
Line ’em up, we toe-tagging, nigga
– Line’em up, ons toe-tagging, nigga
Uh, welcome to New York City (Yeah)
– Uh, welkom In Die Stad New York (Ja)
Yeah, welcome to New York City (Yeah)
– Welkom In New York Stad (Ja)
Uh, I’m from New York City
– Uh, ek is Van New York City
That’s right, I’m from New York City, nigga
– Dis reg, ek is van new York City, nigga
Uh (This what New York City sound like)
– Uh (Dit is hoe New York city klink)
Respect that ho
– Respekteer daardie ho
Yeah, really like that
– Ja, regtig so
I’m really like that (Facts)
– Ek is regtig so (Feite)
Fuck you niggas thought, man?
– Dink jy nigga’s, man?
(Man, the Harlem assassin)
– (Man, Die Harlem-moordenaar)
What happenin’?
– Wat gebeur?
From the birthplace of Michael Jordan
– Van Die geboorteplek Van Michael Jordan
The home of Biggie Smalls, nigga
– Die tuiste van Biggie Smalls, nigga
The home of H-O-V, nigga
– Die tuiste van H-O-V, nigga
Stay in your lane
– Bly op jou pad
Find somethin’ safe to play with, this ain’t a game
– Vind iets veilig om mee te speel, dit is nie’n speletjie nie
(Kirk on the beat)
– (Kirk op die ritme)


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