Clipse – F.I.C.O. Anglorum Lyrics & English Translationes

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I remember late nights, pissy hallways
– Ego memini nuper noctibus, pissy erro
Driving me psycho
– Adduxit me psycho
The money wouldn’t come fast enough
– Pecuniam non satis celeriter venire
We was back and forth, down streamline
– Et postquam audissem et vidissem, streamline
Moving weight was like lipo
– Movens pondus erat sicut lipo
The rest of y’all stuck in a rut
– Quod reliquum est y ‘ adhæsit in rut
Niggas double crossing, talk behind ya back
– Nigrum duplex transitus, loqui post ya retro
See, that’s where the knife go
– Vide, quod suus ‘ ubi ire cultro
I guess they wasn’t fuckin’ wit’ us
– Puta quia non “ingenii” nos
Some niggas get the luck of the draw
– Quidam niggas adepto fortunam ducatur
For others, life is a dice roll
– Nam alii, vita est talis volumine
And waiting on faith ain’t for us
– Si vero fideles fuerint dandam eis q esse communionem
When you young, you realize that you can’t trust a mouth where the pipe go
– Cum iuvenis, vos animadverto quod non habeat fiduciam in ore ubi tibia canentium ire
They tried but couldn’t love you enough
– Probaverunt sed non potuerunt amare
Dance music on my neck
– Ecouter ma musique sur
Where’s your water bottle?
– Ubi est aqua utrem tuum?
Diamonds, the light show
– Un pittore sulla soglia della luce
Looking like the sun in the club
– Vultus sicut sol in clava
If you re-ing up with us then your credit score gotta be
– Si retributionem tuam quam retribuisti nobis
F.I.C.O. I’m talkin’ 850 or bust
– F. I. C. O. sum talkin ‘ 850 vel imaginem
See you really real power when you make niggas balance on tight ropes
– Videte vos vere realis potentia cum facere niggas statera stricta super funes
They know they not much for the blood
– Sanguinem non multum sciunt
Have my man shoot ya block
– Habere virum meum mitterent ya obstructionum
I’ma send his ass far as the flight go
– Im ‘ mittere asinum suum usque ad fugam ire
Ain’t worried ’bout ducking a judge
– Non est inquietudo ‘ducens iudex praedura palaestra
Keep frontin’ for ya bitches
– Ut frontin ‘ couche avec sa putain
Cause any minute repo might show
– Ut ostenderet quodlibet minutum repo
You know that shit up in a month
– Vos scitis quod stercore sursum in a mensis
Heard your man was in there singing for his life
– Audivit ibi homo tuus cantus pro vita sua
They was calling him maestro
– Et dicit ei magister
Cause time that heavy can crush
– Causa temporis quod grave potest opprimere
When you pay a nigga back, like it’s layaway, whispering “die slow”
– Cum redde a nigga tergum, suus ‘similis layaway, susurrans ” mori tardus”
The last words you hear in the trunk
– Ultima verba quae audis in trunco

You don’t know what I know
– Tu scis quod nihil scis
You ain’t seen what I saw, no
– Nisi videam ista, non
You ain’t been where I go
– Nisi est unde quod
Wit’ a fetti so strong you gotta bag it wit’ one eye closed
– Ingenii ‘a fetti tam fortis vos redditus est ingenii lapides sacculi’ unus oculus clausus
My shooter turn you inside out
– Surculus meus convertam te intus foras
I heard the Feds turned the crib inside out
– Ego audivi pavit praesepe intus conversus est
Drop the roof on you niggas, let the inside out
– Et ne despicias pauperes, ne derelinquas te
Fresh Prince jacket, boy, I cook ’em till they inside out
– Princeps iaccam recens, puer, coquo ’em donec intus foras

Go get a Glock, 27 fits snug in the waistline
– Ite glock, 27 vicium fovere in obrizo
Both sticks came with the drum
– Utraque ligna cum tympano venerunt
I was 5’6″, shoulder with a chip
– Ego eram 5 ‘ 6″, humerum cum chip
Wish a nigga to take mine
– Nec quicquam obtuleris mihi
Index yanked till it’s numb
– Index yanked donec suus torpet
Used to call me Windex ’cause this thing I spray gon’ make you change minds
– Solebat vocare Me Windex ‘causam hanc rem ego imbre gon’ fac tibi mutare animis
I done seen Hercules run
– Ego vidi herculem
We was powerlifting 2.2’s
– Nos autem powerlifting 2.2 scriptor
Nah, we ain’t throw gang signs
– Non est quod nos cohors signa iactare
My brick walk was second to none
– Laterem ambulare mihi erat nulli secundus
I would have them take a number like DMV
– Ego autem eis accipere numerum SICUT DMV
That was the baseline
– Quod erat basi collocantur
Checkout on register one
– Checkout in actis mandare unum
Miami niggas like Big Perm ’cause they numbers was Faizon
– Miami niggas Sicut Big Perm ‘ causa numerorum Erat Faizon
Cubans showed me nothing but love
– Cubans ostendit mihi nihil nisi amorem
When it come down to it, every Stringer Bell just needs an Avon
– Cum ad eam descenderit, omnis Campana Stringer Iustus Avon indiget
Who won’t sweep it under the rug
– Quis non verrent eam sub pallio
On the road, with a load, nigga, break line
– In via, cum onere, nigga, lineam frange
I knew where to place mine
– Nescio unde hae hic spectavit
I don’t keep the gun in the glove
– Non ego cum danais arma
Hit the turnpike with the running lights that be on in the daytime
– Percute turnpike cum luminibus currentibus quae interdiu sunt
Cause K9’s sniff out a crumb
– Causa k9 olfacio micam
Hands 3 and 9 on the wheel as I’m crossing the state line
– Manus 3 et 9 in rota sicut lineam civitatis transeo
Dumb, ditty, dumb, ditty, dumb
– Bruta, parva, parva, parva
Survival of the fittest
– La salvezza della patria
You either get acquitted or face time
– Aut vos adepto absolutus vel faciem tempore
I done had an infamous run
– Ego feci erat infamis currere
My story gon’ hit the first 48
– Mea fabula gon ‘ primum ledo 48
Then it’s on Dateline ’cause this really shit I’d done
– Tunc suus ‘Super dateline’ haec causa vere stercore ego feci

You don’t know what I know
– Tu scis quod nihil scis
You ain’t seen what I saw, no
– Nisi videam ista, non
You ain’t been where I go
– Nisi est unde quod
Wit’ a fetti so strong you gotta bag it wit’ one eye closed
– Ingenii ‘a fetti tam fortis vos redditus est ingenii lapides sacculi’ unus oculus clausus
My shooter turn you inside out
– Surculus meus convertam te intus foras
I heard the Feds turned the crib inside out
– Ego audivi pavit praesepe intus conversus est
Drop the roof on you niggas, let the inside out
– Et ne despicias pauperes, ne derelinquas te
Fresh Prince jacket, boy, I cook ’em till they inside out
– Princeps iaccam recens, puer, coquo ’em donec intus foras


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