Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
I hope you find your way home
– Nispera li ssib triqtek id-dar
I hope you find your way home
– Nispera li ssib triqtek id-dar
I hope you find your way home (Find your way home, find your way home, find your way home)
– Nispera li ssib triqtek id-dar (Sib triqtek id-dar, sib triqtek id-dar, sib triqtek id-dar)
I hope you find your way home (Find your way home, find your way home, find your way home)
– Nispera li ssib triqtek id-dar (Sib triqtek id-dar, sib triqtek id-dar, sib triqtek id-dar)
I’m slippin’, I’m slippin’, I’m slippin’, I’m slippin’, I need a hand
– Jien niżloq, niżloq, niżloq, niżloq, niżloq, għandi bżonn id
Can you squeeze the man? My shit spinnin’, spinnin’, spinnin’, like a ceiling fan
– Tista’tagħfas ir-raġel? Shit tiegħi spinnin’, spinnin’, spinnin’, bħal fann tas-saqaf
No alcohol, no pill in hand
– L-ebda alkoħol, l-ebda pillola fl-idejn
My only vice is them sweets and them wheels I spin
– L uniku viċi tiegħi huwa minnhom ħelu u minnhom roti i spin
You better calm that down
– Aħjar tikkalma dak
‘Fore that nigga pop that round into your will not be found
– ‘quddiem li nigga pop li tond fis tiegħek mhux se jinstabu
Hot, hot glue with my palm like, “Ooh,” Spider-Man Velcro, nigga, I’m not you, I
– Kolla sħuna u sħuna bil-palma tiegħi bħal, ” Ooh, ” Spider-Man Velkro, nigga, jien mhux int, jien
Almost had a mini me, I wasn’t ready
– Kważi kelli mini me, ma kontx lest
And she wanted it with me, I’m talkin’ heavy
– U riedet miegħi, jien nitkellem tqil
Then we had to guarantee, ain’t no confetti
– Imbagħad kellna niggarantixxu, mhux l-ebda konfetti
Four million on that car, that’s not a Chevy
– Erba’miljuni fuq dik il-karozza, dik mhix Ċavetta
See, that’s my interest, so as of now, raisin’ a child is not on my wish list (Nope)
– Ara, dak hu l-interess tiegħi, allura minn issa, raisin’ tifel mhux fuq il-lista tax-xewqat tiegħi (Le)
Neither is bein’ safety net for bitches
– La bein’xibka ta’sikurezza għall-klieb nisa
I’m too selfish, contradiction (Ah)
– Jien egoist wisq, kontradizzjoni (Ah)
Maybe I should before I’m too old and washed up like dishes (Washed)
– Forsi għandi qabel ma nkun anzjan wisq u maħsul bħal platti (Maħsul)
Never bite tongue ’til the tooth sore
– Qatt gidma ilsien ‘ sa l-snien fil-griżmejn
If you was gon’ apologize, fuck you shoot for? Phew-phew
– Jekk inti kien gon’ruhna, spalla inti rimja għall? Phew-phew
When I pop out, they say, “Ooh, Lord”
– Meta noħroġ, jgħidu, ” Ooh, Mulej”
No Met Gala, but I’m everybody mood board
– L-ebda Gala Sodisfatta, imma jien kulħadd bord tal-burdata
I did a whole collection, collections in Paris
– Jien għamilt ġabra sħiħa, kollezzjonijiet F’pariġi
They ain’t even send me the collection to wear it
– Lanqas biss jibagħtuli l kollezzjoni biex nilbesha
I’m so embarrassed, but happy that it happened
– Jien tant imbarazzat, imma kuntent li ġara
Fuck what you heard, I ain’t coon, I ain’t tappin’
– Spalla dak li smajt, jien mhux koon, jien mhux tappin’
Always some corn for you niggas who ain’t cappin’, haters
– Dejjem ftit qamħ għalik niggas li mhux kapin’, mibegħda
Always ride another nigga wave, you a sailor
– Dejjem isuqu mewġa oħra ta’nigga, int baħri
You could never moonwalk in my Chuck Taylors, brodie
– Qatt ma tista’timxi fuq Il-Qamar fiċ-Ċokk Tiegħi Taylors, brodie
You niggas is jabronis
– Inti niggas huwa jabronis
I’m from the city where they ran up in Saucony’s
– Jien mill belt fejn ġrew Fis Sauconys
Thirty-one zeroes, shit thirsty, yuck
– Wieħed u tletin żero, shit bil-għatx, yuck
Bitch sue for a mil’ tryna work me, settled at a mil’ ’cause that mil’, it couldn’t hurt me (Eugh)
– Kelba sue għal mil’ipprova aħdimni, issetilja f’mil”kawża li mil’, ma setgħetx tweġġagħni (Eugh)
It didn’t hurt me (Eugh)
– Ma weġġgħuni (Eugh)
Nah, it ain’t hurt shit (Eugh)
– Nah, ma jweġġax shit (Eugh)
Sip the motherfuckin’ water, did a backflip (Mm)
– Sip l-ilma motherfuckin’, għamel backflip (Mm)
And if I shoot the club up, it’s a Black bitch (Don’t say that)
– U jekk nispara l-klabb, hija kelba Sewda (tgħidx hekk)
On the plane by myself, I ain’t pack shit (Eugh)
– Fuq l-ajruplan waħdi, jien mhux pakkett shit (Eugh)
Yeah, eating candied yams and some catfish
– Iva, tiekol jam konfettura u ftit catfish
Hm, yeah, that rich, fuck what you heard, I’m that nigga and I’m that bitch
– Hm, iva, li sinjuri, spalla dak li smajt, jien li nigga u jien dik il-kelba
I hope you find your way home
– Nispera li ssib triqtek id-dar
Real shit, I’m proud of you
– Shit reali, jien kburi bik
I’m proud of you, bro
– Jien kburi bik, bro
Like, you just never cease to amaze me, like, you just—
– Bħal, int qatt ma tieqaf tiskantani, bħal, int biss—
There’s no words right now how I feel
– M’hemm l ebda kliem bħalissa kif inħossni
Do your thing, just keep, keep shinin’
– Agħmel ħaġa tiegħek, żomm biss, żomm shinin’
(Run it, run it, run it back, run it back)
– (Mexxiha, mexxiha, mexxiha lura, mexxiha lura)
(The light comes from within)
– (Id-dawl ġej minn ġewwa)
(The light comes from within)
– (Id-dawl ġej minn ġewwa)
(The light comes from within)
– (Id-dawl ġej minn ġewwa)
(The light comes from within)
– (Id-dawl ġej minn ġewwa)
(The light)
– (Id-dawl)
I hope you find your way home
– Nispera li ssib triqtek id-dar
(Yeah, Chromakopia, Chromakopia)
– (Iva, Kromakopja, Kromakopja)
