Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
– Darba kont naf nigga li ismu veru kien William
His primary concern was makin’ a million
– It-tħassib primarju tiegħu kien makin’miljun
Bein’ the illest hustler that the world ever seen
– Bein’l-illest hustler li qatt rat id-dinja
He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
– Huwa kien jaqbad stilel tal films u jxomm il kokk fil ħolm tiegħu
A corrupted young mind at the age of 13
– Moħħ żagħżugħ korrott ta’13-il sena
Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
– Nigga qatt ma kellu missier u ommu kienet fiend
She put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober
– Hija poġġiet il-pajp, iżda għal kull sena kienet sobria
Her son’s heart simultaneously grew colder
– Qalb binha simultanjament kibret
He started hangin’ out, sellin’ bags in the projects
– Huwa beda boroż hangin’out, sellin’fil-proġetti
Checkin’ the young chicks, lookin’ for hit-and-run prospects
– Iċċekkjafil – ‘flieles żgħażagħ, fittex’għal prospetti hit-and-run
He was fascinated by material objects
– Huwa kien affaxxinat minn oġġetti materjali
But he understood money never bought respect
– Imma hu fehem il flus qatt ma xtara rispett
He built a reputation, ’cause he could hustle and steal
– Huwa bena reputazzjoni ,’kawża li seta’jħawwad u jisraq
But got locked once and didn’t hesitate to squeal
– Imma ssakkar darba u ma qagħadx lura milli jgħajjat
So criminals he chilled with didn’t think he was real
– Allura kriminali li kessaħ magħhom ma ħasbux li kien reali
You see, me and niggas like this have never been equal
– Tara, jien u niggas bħal dan qatt ma kienu ugwali
I don’t project my insecurities on other people
– Ma nipproġettax l insigurtà tiegħi fuq nies oħra
He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
– Huwa fiended għal props bħal ivvizzjati b’pajpijiet u labar
And so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
– U għalhekk ħass li kellu jipprova lil kulħadd kien ħażin
A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
– Żagħżugħ b’moħħ dgħajjef b’potenzjal infinit
The product of a ghetto-bred capitalistic mental
– Il-prodott ta’mentali kapitalistiku mrobbi bil-ghetto
Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
– B’kumbinazzjoni waqa’mill iskola biex ibiegħ il ħaxix ħażin
Dancin’ with the Devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
– Żfin’max-xitan, affumikat sakemm għajnejh joħorġu fsada
But he was sick of sellin’ trees and gave in to his greed
– Imma kien marid bis-siġar ta’sellin u ċeda għar-regħba tiegħu
Everyone tryin’ to be trife, never face the consequences
– Kulħadd jipprova’li jkun trife, qatt ma jiffaċċja l-konsegwenzi
You probably only did a month for minor offenses
– Probabbilment għamilt xahar biss għal reati minuri
Ask a nigga doin’ life if he had another chance
– Staqsi lil nigga doin’ħajja jekk kellux ċans ieħor
But then again, there’s always the wicked that knew in advance
– Imma mbagħad għal darb’oħra, dejjem hemm il-ħżiena li kienu jafu minn qabel
Dance forever with the Devil on a cold cell block
– Żfin għal dejjem max-Xitan fuq blokka taċ-ċelluli kesħin
But that’s what happens when you rape, murder, and sell rock
– Imma dan huwa dak li jiġri meta inti stupru, qtil, u jbiegħu blat
Devils used to be God’s angels that fell from the top
– Ix xjaten kienu l anġli Taalla li waqgħu minn fuq
There’s no diversity because we’re burnin’ in the melting pot
– M’hemm l-ebda diversità għaliex aħna qed burnin’fil-borma tat-tidwib
So Billy started robbin’ niggas, anything he could do
– Allura billy beda lil robbin’niggas, kull ħaġa li seta’jagħmel
To get his respect back in the eyes of his crew
– Biex iġib ir rispett tiegħu lura f’għajnejn l ekwipaġġ tiegħu
Startin’ fights over little shit up on the block
– Startin’jiġġieled fuq ftit ħmieġ fuq il-blokka
Stepped up to sellin’ mothers and brothers the crack rock
– Intensifikati biex sellin’ommijiet u aħwa il-blat xquq
Workin’ overtime for makin’ money for the crack spot
– Aħdemfis-sahra għal makin’flus għall-post tax-xquq
Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
– Laqat il-jackpot u ried jitla’għall – kokaina
Fulfillin’ the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
– Fulfillin ‘ il-Fantasija Tax-Xalpa mwaħħla f’moħħu
Tired of the block niggas treatin’ him the same
– Għajjien tal – blokka niggas tratin ‘ lilu l-istess
He wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
– Ried ikun maġġuri bħall gerżuma maqtugħa u l thugs
But when he tried to step to ’em, niggas showed him no love
– Imma meta pprova jmur lejhom, niggas ma wrieh l-ebda imħabba
They told him any motherfuckin’ coward can sell drugs
– Qalulu li kull kodard ta’motherfuckin jista’jbigħ id-droga
Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs
– Kull kelba nigga bil pistola tista’bust biċċiet
Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a Blood
– Kwalunkwe nigga bi qmis aħmar jistaquddiem bħal Demm
Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in the club
– Anke minfuħ affumikat omm fil klabb
But only a real thug can stab someone ’til they die
– Imma thug reali biss jista’jtaqqab lil xi ħadd sakemm imut
Standin’ in front of them, starin’ straight into their eyes
– Standin’quddiemhom, starin’dritt f’għajnejhom
Billy realized that these men were well-guarded
– Billy induna li dawn l-irġiel kienu mgħasses sew
And they wanted to test him before business started
– U riedu jittestjawh qabel ma beda n negozju
Suggested rapin’ a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted
– Issuġġerixxa lil rapin’kelba biex jipprova li kien ta’qalb kiesħa
So now he had a choice between goin’ back to his life
– Allura issa kellu għażla bejn goin’lura għal ħajtu
Or makin’ money with made men up in the cyph’
– Jew makin’flus ma’rġiel magħmula fiċ-ċif’
His dreams about cars and ice made him agree
– Il ħolm tiegħu dwar il karozzi u s silġ ġiegħlu jaqbel
A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
– Nigga iebsa hija dak kollu li qatt ried ikun
And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three
– U għalhekk iltaqa’magħhom il ġimgħa bil lejl fi kwart sa tlieta
Everyone tryin’ to be trife, never face the consequences
– Kulħadd jipprova’li jkun trife, qatt ma jiffaċċja l-konsegwenzi
You probably only did a month for minor offenses
– Probabbilment għamilt xahar biss għal reati minuri
Ask a nigga doin’ life if he had another chance
– Staqsi lil nigga doin’ħajja jekk kellux ċans ieħor
But then again, there’s always the wicked that knew in advance
– Imma mbagħad għal darb’oħra, dejjem hemm il-ħżiena li kienu jafu minn qabel
Dance forever with the Devil on a cold cell block
– Żfin għal dejjem max-Xitan fuq blokka taċ-ċelluli kesħin
But that’s what happens when you rape, murder, and sell rock
– Imma dan huwa dak li jiġri meta inti stupru, qtil, u jbiegħu blat
Devils used to be God’s angels that fell from the top
– Ix xjaten kienu l anġli Taalla li waqgħu minn fuq
There’s no diversity because we’re burnin’ in the melting pot
– M’hemm l-ebda diversità għaliex aħna qed burnin’fil-borma tat-tidwib
They drove around the projects slow while it was rainin’
– Huma saqu madwar il proġetti bil mod waqt li kienet ix xita’
Smokin’ blunts, drinkin’ and jokin’ for entertainment
– Smokin’blunts, drinkin’u jokin’għad-divertiment
Until they saw a woman on the street, walkin’ alone
– Sakemm raw mara fit – toroq, walkin’waħdu
Three in the mornin’, comin’ back from work, on her way home
– Tlieta filgħodu’, kemmun’lura mix-xogħol, fi triqitha lejn id-dar
And so they quietly got out the car and followed her
– U għalhekk ħarġu bil kwiet il karozza u segwewha
Walkin’ through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
– Walkin’permezz tal-proġetti, id-dlam belgħuha
They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
– Huma mgeżwra qmis tagħha madwar kap tagħha u knocked tagħha fuq l art
“This is it, kid, now you got your chance to be raw”
– “Dan hu, tifel, issa għandek iċ-ċans tiegħek li tkun nej”
So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
– Allura Billy qabadha u qabad il flieles minn xagħarha
And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
– U kaxkruha f’lobby li ma kellu ħadd hemm
She struggled hard, but they forced her to go up the stairs
– Hija tħabtu ħafna, iżda ġiegħluha titla’t – taraġ
They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
– Waslu fuq il bejt u mbagħad żammewha mal art
Screamin’, “Shut the fuck up, and stop movin’ around!”
– Screamin’, ” Agħlaq il-fuck up, u waqqaf movin’madwar!”
The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
– Il-flokk għatti wiċċha, iżda għajjat u rkuprat
So Billy stomped on the bitch until he’d broken her jaw
– Allura Billy stomped fuq il-kelba sakemm kien kiser ix-xedaq tagħha
The dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doin’
– Il bastards maħmuġin kienu jafu eżattament dak li kienu jagħmlu’
They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped movin’
– Huma tawha bis sieq sakemm qasmu l kustilji tagħha u hi waqfet lil movin’
Blood leakin’ through the cloth, she cried silently
– Tnixxija tad-demm ‘ permezz tad – drapp, bkiet skiet
And then they all proceeded to rape her violently
– U mbagħad kollha pproċedew biex jistuprawha b’mod vjolenti
Billy was made to go first, but each of them took a turn
– Billy sar biex imur l-ewwel, imma kull wieħed minnhom ħa dawra
Rippin’ her up and chokin’ her until her throat burned
– Rippin “tagħha up u chokin” tagħha sakemm gerżuma tagħha maħruq
Her broken jaw mumbled for God, but they weren’t concerned
– Ix-xedaq miksur tagħha mumbled għal Alla, iżda ma kinux ikkonċernati
When they were done and she was layin’
– Meta saru u kienet lajk’
Bloody, broken and bruised
– Imdemmi, imkisser u mbenġel
One of them niggas pulled out a brand new .22
– Waħda minnhom niggas ġibdet marka ġdida.22
They told him that she was a witness of what she’d gone through
– Qalulu li kienet xhud ta’dak li kienet għaddiet minnu
And if he killed her, he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
– U jekk qatilha, kien garantit post fl-ekwipaġġ
He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
– Huwa ħaseb dwarha għal minuta, hija kienet prattikament mejta
And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head
– U għalhekk hu leaned fuq u poġġi l pistola dritt għar ras tagħha
I’m fallin’ and I can’t turn back
– Jien fallin’u ma nistax indur lura
I’m fallin’ and I can’t turn back
– Jien fallin’u ma nistax indur lura
Right before he pulled the trigger and ended her life
– Eżatt qabel ma ġibed il grillu u temm ħajjitha
He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
– Huwa ħaseb dwar il kokaina bil platinu u s silġ
And he felt strong standin’ along with his new brothers
– U ħass standin qawwi’flimkien ma’ħutu l-ġodda
Cocked the gat to her head and pulled back the shirt cover
– Imdawwar il-bieb għal rasha u ġibed lura l-għatu tal-qmis
But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
– Imma dak li ra ġiegħlu jibda jitkemmex u jtellef
‘Cause he was starin’ into the eyes of his own mother
– ‘kawża li kien starin’f’għajnejn ommu stess
She looked back at him and cried ’cause he had forsaken her
– Ħarset lura lejh u bkiet’kawża li kien abbandunaha
She cried more painfully than when they were rapin’ her
– Bkiet aktar bl-uġigħ milli meta kienu rapin’tagħha
His whole world stopped, he couldn’t even contemplate
– Id-dinja kollha tiegħu waqfet, lanqas seta’jikkontempla
His corruption had successfully changed his fate
– Il korruzzjoni tiegħu kienet bidlet b’suċċess id destin tiegħu
And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
– U ftakar kif ommu kienet tiġi d dar tard
Workin’ hard for nothin’, because now what was he worth?
– Aħdemf’iebes għal nothin’, għax issa x’kien jiswa?
He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
– Huwa tbiegħed mill mara li darba kienet welldet
And cryin’ out to the sky, ’cause he was lonely and scared
– U għajjat’l barra lejn is-sema, ‘ għax kien solitarju u beżgħan
But only the Devil responded, ’cause God wasn’t there
– Imma x – Xitan biss wieġeb, ‘kawża Li Alla Ma kienx hemm
And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
– U propju dakinhar kien jaf x’kien li jkun vojt u kiesaħ
And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
– U għalhekk qabeż minn fuq il bejt u miet mingħajr ruħ
They say death takes you to a better place, but I doubt it
– Huma jgħidu li l-mewt tieħdok f’post aħjar, imma niddubitaha
After that, they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
– Wara dan, qatlu lil ommu, u qatt ma tkellmu dwarha
And listen, ’cause the story that I’m tellin’ is true
– U isma’, ‘kawża l-istorja li jien tellin’hija vera
‘Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs, and I raped his mom too
– ‘kawża li kont hemm Ma’Billy Jacobs, u stuprajt lil ommu wkoll
And now the Devil follows me everywhere that I go
– U issa x Xitan isegwini kullimkien li mmur
In fact, I’m sure he’s standin’ among one of you at my shows
– Fil-fatt, jien ċert li hu standin’fost wieħed minnkom fl-ispettakli tiegħi
And every street cypher, listenin’ to little thugs flow
– U kull ċifra tat-triq, isma’fil-fluss ta’thugs żgħar
He could be standin’ right next to you, and you wouldn’t know
– Huwa jista’jkun standin’eżatt ħdejk, u ma tkunx taf
The Devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
– Ix-Xitan jikber ġewwa l-qlub tal-egoisti u l-ħżiena
White, brown, yellow and black — color is not restricted
– Abjad, kannella, isfar u iswed — kulur mhuwiex ristrett
You have a self-destructive destiny when you’re inflicted
– Għandek destin awto-distruttiv meta tkun ikkawżat
And you’ll be one of God’s children that fell from the top
– U int tkun wieħed minn ulied Alla li waqgħu minn fuq
There’s no diversity because we’re burnin’ in the melting pot
– M’hemm l-ebda diversità għaliex aħna qed burnin’fil-borma tat-tidwib
So when the Devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
– Allura meta x-Xitan irid jiżfen miegħek, aħjar tgħid qatt
Because a dance with the Devil might last you forever
– Għax żfin max-Xitan jista’jdum għal dejjem
Oh, y’all motherfuckers thought it was over, huh?
– Oh, l-ommijiet kollha ħasbu li spiċċa, huh?
Well, it’s not, you didn’t count on a fallen angel gettin’ back
– Ukoll, mhux, ma kontx fuq anġlu waqa’lura
Into the grace of God and comin’ after you
– Fil-grazzja Ta’alla u ġej’warajk
Y’all niggas ain’t shit, your producers ain’t shit
– In-niggas kollha mhumiex shit, il-produtturi tiegħek mhumiex shit
Your fuckin’ A & R ain’t shit
– Il-fuckin tiegħek’a & r mhux shit
I’ll fuckin’ wipe my ass with your demo deal
– I ser fuckin ” imsaħ ħmar tiegħi ma jittrattaw demo tiegħek
Yo, Diabolic, take this motherfucker’s head off
– Int, Dijaboliku, neħħi ras dan il-omm
Go ‘head and grip Glocks
– Mur’ras u Glocks tal-qabda
I’ll snap your trigger finger in six spots
– I ser snap saba grillu tiegħek f’sitt tikek
You’ll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots
– Int ser ikollok tissakkar ix xufftejn bil labar ipodermiċi biex tilgħaq tiri
I’ll watch you topple flat
– Narak tinżel ċatt
Put away your rings and holla back
– Poġġi l bogħod ċrieki tiegħek u holla lura
Can’t freestyle; you’re screwed off the top, like bottle caps
– Ma tistax freestyle; int invitat il-parti ta’fuq, bħal tappijiet tal-fliexken
Beneath the surface
– Taħt il-wiċċ
I’m overheatin’ your receiving circuits
– Jien overheatin ‘ iċ-ċirkwiti li jirċievu tiegħek
By unleashin’ deeper verses than priests speak in churches
– Billi unleashin ‘ versi aktar profondi minn saċerdoti jitkellmu fil-knejjes
What you preach is worthless
– Dak li tippriedka ma jiswa xejn
Your worship defeat the purpose
– Il-qima tiegħek tegħleb l-iskop
Like President Bush takin’ bullets for the secret service
– Bħall-President Bush takin’balal għas-servizz sigriet
Beyond what y’all fathom, I shit on cats and jaw tap ’em
– Lil hinn minn dak li intom fathom, jiena niddejjaq fuq il-qtates u l-vit tax-xedaq
Show no compassion, like havin’ a straight-faced orgasm
– Show l-ebda kompassjoni, bħal havin’orga b’wiċċ dritta
Tour jack ’em, have his half-a-10 bitch suck my friend’s dick
– Tour jack’em, jkollhom kelba nofs a-10 tiegħu terda vit ħabib tiegħi
In the meantime, you can french kiss this clenched fist
– Sadanittant, tista’tbews franċiż dan il-ponn magħluq
Diabolic: a one-man brigade spreadin’ cancer plague
– Diaboliku: pesta tal-kanċer ta’brigata ta’raġel wieħed
Fist-fuckin’ a pussy’s face, holdin’ a hand grenade
– Fist-fuckin’wiċċ ta’pussy, żomm’granata tal-idejn
So if I catch you bluffin’, faggot, you’re less than nothin’
– Mela jekk naqbdek bluffin’, faggot, int inqas minn xejn’
I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction
– Kelli biss inneħħi dak l istress minn sidri bħal tnaqqis tas sider
You motherfuckers are nothin’, you cannot harm me
– Inti motherfuckers m’humiex’, ma tistax tagħmel ħsara lili
I’ll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
– Se nqajjem kull tarbija abortita u nibda armata
Storm the planet, huntin’ you down, ’cause I’m on a mission
– Maltempata l-pjaneta, huntin’int isfel, ‘ kawża jien fuq missjoni
To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms
– Biex taqsam ġismek f’biljun organiżmu b’ċellula waħda
Immortal Technique’ll destroy your religion, you stupid bitch
– Teknika immortali ser jeqirdu reliġjon tiegħek, inti kelba stupid
You’re faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix
– Int aktar falz minn crackers b’għajnejn blu nailed ma’kurċifiss
I’m ’bout to blow up, like NASA Challenger computer chips
– Jien ” bout biex blow up, bħal Ċipep tal-kompjuter Tal-Isfidant TAN-NASA
Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily
– Lingwa arseniku trasmessa b’mod rivoluzzjonarju
I’m like time itself: I’m gonna kill you inevitably
– Jien bħall-ħin innifsu: inevitabbilment se noqtlok
Chemically bomb you, fuck usin’ a chrome piece
– Kimikament bomba inti, spalla usin’biċċa tal-kromju
I’m Illmatic, you won’t make it home, like Jerome’s niece
– Jien Illmatiku, ma tagħmilhiex id-dar, bħan-neputija Ta’jerome
I’ll sever your head diagonally for thinkin’ of dissin’ me
– Se naqta’rasek b’mod dijagonali għal thinkin’ta’dissin’lili
And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy
– U mbagħad uża l ġisem mejjet tiegħek biex tikteb ismi fil kaligrafija
This puppet democracy brain-washed your psychology
– Din id-demokrazija tal-pupazzi ħaslet il-psikoloġija tiegħek
So you’re nothin’, like diversity without equality
– Allura int le’, bħad-diversità mingħajr ugwaljanza
And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology
– U l ekwipaġġ tiegħek huwa mimli aktar fagots mill mitoloġija griega
Usin’ numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven
– Numeroloġija tal-Usin biex ngħodd in-nies li bgħatt Is-Sema
Produces more digits than 22 divided by seven
– Tipproduċi aktar ċifri minn 22 diviż b’seba
You’re like Kevin Spacey: your style is usually suspect
– Int bħal Kevin Spacey: l-istil tiegħek ġeneralment ikun suspettat
You never killed a cop, you, not a motherfuckin’ thug yet
– Qatt ma qtilt pulizija, int, għadu mhux thug motherfuckin
Your mind is empty and spacious
– Moħħok huwa vojt u spazjuż
Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture in a racist
– Bħall-parti tal-moħħ li tapprezza l-kultura fi razzista
Face it, you’re too basic, you’re never gonna make it
– Iffaċċjaha, int bażiku wisq, qatt m’int se tagħmilha
Like children walkin’ through Antarctica, butt-naked
– Bħat-tfal jimxu’l quddiem mill-Antartika, butt-mikxufa
