Bang

Feat: Conway The Machine

inglese

[Intro: Conway]
Yeah (Brr), uh
(Brr, brr, brr)
(Brr, brr, brr)
Machine
(Brr)
It's not a game, nigga (Brr, brr)
It's not a fuckin' game, nigga (Brr, brr, brr)
Look, look

[Verse 1: Conway]
Ayo, I use the Arm & Hammer just to fluff my brick
Say what I wanna say and I don't give a fuck, I'm rich (Ahh)
Tuck my fifth, don't hesitate to bust my shit
I tell you niggas like Kyrie, "Suck my dick" (Hahahaha)
I don't trust a soul, I don't even trust my bitch (Uh-uh)
Before I fall in love, I'd rather cut my wrist (Ahh)
I sweat Ace of Spades, nigga, that's how much I sip
Body a rap nigga quick before the Dutch got twist
(Ayo, let's roll somethin')
Yeah, the Saudi ring, this shit is not a thing (Uh-huh)
The chopper make your body lean, my niggas body things (Brr)
Uh, I'm with the jackboys, I'm with the robbin' team (Uh-huh)
On my mama, I never rocked a pair of Robin jeans (Hahahaha)
Everything I jot is mean, how you gon' stop Machine?
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (Uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang
Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmans when I swirled the 'caine
Then I wrapped the yayo up in cellophane (Woo)
My shooter got Dame Lillard from the elbow aim
I thought of that while I was courtside at the Melo game (Ahh)
Bricks are off-white, I imported some (Uh-huh)
Whippin' all night until the mornin' come (All night, nigga)
Still picture long nights until my portrait come
That's big checks on the side like the Off-White Jordan 1s

[Chorus: Conway]
Ayo, they think this shit a game, nigga (This shit a game, nigga)
Ayo, they think this shit a game (This shit a game, oh word?)
Ayo, they think this shit a game
Until I pull up, let it ring (Let it ring)
Until I pull up, let it ring (Let it ring)
Until I pull up, let it ring
Ayo, they think this shit a game, nigga (This shit a game, nigga)
Ayo, they think this shit a game (This shit a game, huh?)
Ayo, they think this shit a game
Until I pull up, let it bang, nigga (Let it bang, nigga)
Until I pull up, let it bang (Let it bang)
Until I pull up, let it–

[Verse 2: Eminem]
I used to be a man of the people
Hit the clubs and mingle (What up?)
Used to dream one day I'd be fuckin' pink like a flamingo (Pink)
That was back when I smoked Canibus
Man, but it was tough, 'cause I was a fan of his
So it sucked to hand him his ass, but
Yeah, lookin' back on my feuds
How me and Ja Rule almost got cool
'Cause we shot pool back in '01
Was it '02? I don't know, but
Something told me fuckin' not to
Then we got stuck in high school, I shoved an Oscar up his wazoo
Yeah, but I think of the rappers I slayed and buried like every night
And every career I might've killed, sometimes I say a prayer and I
Wonder is there a heaven for a G? And if so, is the sanctuary nice?
Studios for rap like Coolio, shootin' craps at gangster's paradise
Huh, here mic, there mic
Everywhere mic, share and share alike
But just don't compare alike
Instead of comparin' me, pick a fair fight
Compare me to lightnin', that similarity's strikin'
Compare me to Jaws
Compare me to Manson, Marilyn or Charles
Compare me to Nas, Biggie, or Pac
Do not compare me to that Iggy bitch
Or all this fuckin' Milli Vanilli hip-hop
This is where all that silly shit stops
Compare me to the pistol that triggered this thought
The semi, the Glock, 9 millis get cocked, I'm sending a shot
Don't come around with them floss raps tryna stunt
Compare me to Meek, big wheelies get popped
One by one, compare 'em to scabs, I'm picking them off
They're going home to fuck Nicki Minaj, aw
Compare me to dickity-Daz, yah
I'm hickity-hitting it raw, ha
In the trailer park (Haha)
Told her I'd play the part like Kanan Stark's
Ate her twat like a tater tot, oh shit
Get the strap like a trainin' bra
Lunchtime like at eight-o'clock
But Shady's not for the faint of heart
Goin' at these pricks like Lorena Bobbitt
Y'all want drama, we can make a scary movie like Marlon Wayans
Y'all lookin' at the charred remains of Charlamagne tha God
Slim whip, Westside, and Conway are not playin'
I cock back, aim, and I spray it like (Bang)




Eminem feat Conway [TRADUZIONE]

Bang

Feat: Conway The Machine

italiano

TRADUZIONE SOLO
VERSO EMINEM


[Strofa 2: Eminem]
Ero solito essere l'uomo della gente
andavo nei club e socializzavo (Come va?)
Ero solito sognare che un giorno sarei stato rosa
come un fottuto fenicottero (Pink) [1]
questo accadeva quando mi fumavo Canibus
amico, però era dura, perché ero suo fan [2]
perciò faceva schifo spaccargli il culo, ma
sì, guardiamo al passato, alle mie faide
a come io e Ja Rule eravamo quasi amici
perché giocammo a biliardo nel '01
o era il '02? Non so, ma
qualcosa mi disse di non farlo
poi sono rimasto bloccato all'high school, gli ho spinto
un Oscar su per il culo [3]
Sì, poi penso a tutti i rapper che ho ammazzato e
sepolto quasi ogni sera
e ogni carriera che magari ho stroncato,
qualche volta dico una preghiera e
mi chiedo se c'è un paradiso per i G? E se c'è,
il [loro] santuario è figo?
Gli studio [sono fatti] per i rapper come Coolio, tirando i dadi al paradiso dei gangster [4]
Uh, microfoni qui, microfoni lì
microfoni ovunque, condividi e fai condividere [5]
ma semplicemente non comparare allo stesso modo
Invece di criticare me, ingaggia uno scontro alla pari
comparami ad un fulmine, la similarità è impressionante
comparami a Lo Squalo
paragonami a Manson, Marilyn o Charles [6]
paragonami a Nas, Biggie o Pac
non paragonarmi a quella puttana di Iggy
o a tutto questo fottuto Milli Vanilli hip-hop [7]
Questo è il momento in cui tutta questa roba non vale nulla
Paragonami alla pistola che ha innescato questo pensiero
La semiautomatica, la Glock, la nove millimetri per armarsi, sto minacciando un colpo
Non girarmi attorno con le loro rime senza senso cercando di farti notare
Comparami a Meek, le ruote più grandi vengono impennate [8]
Uno a uno, comparali a delle croste, [cosicché] me le levo [di torno]
Loro vanno a casa per scoparsi Nicki Minaj, aw
Paragonami a quel Diggity Daz [9], yah
Glielo metto nell’ano volgarmente, ha
Nel parcheggio per roulotte (ahah)
Le ho detto che avrei recitato la parte come Kanan Stark [10]
Le ho sgranocchiato la fica come se fosse una crocchetta di patate, oh merda
Tieniamoci forte, come per un reggiseno sportivo
Ora di pranzo alle otto [11]
Ma Shady non è qui per i deboli di cuore
Andando contro ‘sti cazzoni come ha fatto Lorena Bobbit [12]
Tutti voi volete il dramma, possiamo fare un film horror come Marlon Wayans [13]
State guardando i resti carbonizzati di Charlemagne Tha God [14]
Slim ti colpisce col calcio della pistola, Westside a Conway non stanno partecipando
Tiro indietro il grilletto, punto e ti sparo come (Bang)




Eminem feat Conway [TRADUZIONE]