Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
In my head it’s like I got two fuckin’ beats goin’ at once (Woo)
– F’rasi qisni sibt żewġ fuckin’beats goin’f’daqqa (Woo)
Like two chicks in a tug-of-war tryna compete for my love
– Bħal żewġ flieles fi tryna tal-irmonk tal-gwerra jikkompetu għall-imħabba tiegħi
I tell ’em, “Stop bein’ jealous, I love you each just as much”
– Jien ngħidilhom, ” Stop bein’jealous, inħobbok kull wieħed daqstant”
Until one of them tells me that I’ma never be what I was
– Sakemm wieħed minnhom jgħidli li qatt ma nkun dak li kont
Other one just called me a bitch and said I’m not evil no more
– Oħrajn biss sejħuli kelba u qal jien mhux ħażin mhux aktar
Like, I don’t see what they’re doin’, they’re tryna get me to kill ’em
– Bħal, ma narax x’qed jagħmlu’, qed jippruvaw iġegħluni noqtolhom
B-B-B-Beefin’ with them is probably the least of my worries
– B-B-B-Beefin’ magħhom huwa probabbilment l inqas inkwiet tiegħi
Got people screamin’ I suck, you think the old me is better?
– Ltqajna nies screamin’i terda, taħseb li l-qadim lili huwa aħjar?
Shit, I take that bleach blonde, wannabe 2Pac, little fake wigger, fuckin’
– Shit, nieħu dak blonde bliċ, wannabe 2Pac, wigger foloz ftit, fuckin’
Douchebag and strangle him up with his durag for thinkin’ he’s tough
– Douchebag u jifgah bid-durag tiegħu għal thinkin’huwa iebes
But havin’ him taped up with duct, his two hands and ankles and fucked Through his pants and raped in the butt with broom handles ain’t good enough
– Iżda havin’lilu taped up ma katusa, żewġ idejn tiegħu u għekiesi u fucked Permezz pants tiegħu u stuprati fil-butt ma manki ġummar mhux tajjeb biżżejjed
Who has the painkillers? ‘Cause as soon as I dangle them, stuff
– Min għandu l-analġeżiċi? ‘kawża hekk kif i dangle minnhom, jittieħed
A few down his trachea, sucks, it’s too bad it came to this, but
– Ftit isfel trakea tiegħu, terda, huwa ħażin wisq wasal għal dan, imma
The motherfuckin’ handkerchief, and them stupid ass fingerless gloves
– L-imkatar tal-motherfuckin, u minnhom ingwanti stupidi bla swaba’tal-ħmar
When I was him, I couldn’t stand him, I’ve always hated his guts
– Meta kont hu, ma stajtx niflaħ, dejjem kont nobgħod l-imsaren tiegħu
Fuckin’ bitch
– Kelba
Ayo, Dre, this does sound like some vintage shit though
– Ayo, Dre, dan ma ħoss bħal xi shit vintage għalkemm
Fuck it
– Spalla
Let’s make ’em harken back to the days when all that mattered
– Ejja nagħmluhom harken lura għall-ġranet meta dak kollu kien importanti
Was Dre and Marshall Mathers, no breaks to slaughter gas
– Kien Dre U Marshall Mathers, l – ebda waqfiet għall-qatla tal-gass
Because they are talkin’ crap like we’re ancient artifacts
– Minħabba li huma ħażin talkin bħal aħna artifatti antiki
But the fact that you suck and all of you ain’t shit are the facts
– Imma l fatt li terda u intom ilkoll mhux ħmieġ huma l fatti
But this ain’t retarded rap, so your brain don’t know how to act
– Iżda dan mhux rap ritardat, allura moħħok ma jafx kif jaġixxi
What’s good for you’s bad for you, like what cures AIDS causes cancer
– X’inhu tajjeb għalik huwa ħażin għalik, bħal dak li jfejjaq L-AIDS jikkawża l-kanċer
Now scream loud as you can (Ah), shorty, wow, you look bad, amazing
– Issa għajjat qawwi kemm tista ‘ (Ah), qasir, naqra, tidher ħażina, tal-għaġeb
A human labyrinth, slow down just a tad
– Labirint uman, inaqqas biss ftit
But it’s too bananas, this club is too damn rowdy, you can’t
– Iżda huwa wisq banana, dan il-klabb huwa kkritikat wisq rowdy, ma tistax
It’s 2 AM, how do you stand after the lucid absinthe?, a bag
– Huwa s-2 TA’FILGĦODU, kif toqgħod wara l-absinthe ċar?, borża
Of cool ranch and Mountain Dew cans, I’m actually proud of you, man
– Ta’bottijiet tan-Nida friski u Tal-Muntanji, jien fil-fatt kburi bik, raġel
This is place is— place is too amped like food stamps that’s out of my hands
– Dan huwa post huwa-post huwa amped wisq bħal timbri tal-ikel li barra minn idejja
‘Cause I don’t hold food stamps any more, place is too amped
– ‘kawża li ma nżommx aktar timbri tal-ikel, il-post huwa amped wisq
Shout to the stans
– Għajjat lill-istans
Rest of y’all, eat a dick, you say nothin’, jumps out at you
– Bqija ta’y’all, jieklu vit, inti tgħid nothin’, jumps out fil inti
How ’bout if I jump out the speaker and beat the fuck out of you then?
– Kif’bout jekk naqbeż il-kelliem u nħabbat il-mara minnek allura?
