2024.05.16.
Lomepal - Bryan Herman dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
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Bryan Herman
[Verse 1]Ten broken bones, six sprain, it strengthens but I learn to like the benefits of hurting
Board Nozbone, height 8.5 : for my big ankles, I have an extra comfort
Big flow, big pieces, never a such good rapper
really skated
Feeble front, hardflip, never a real skater have been that good in rap
[Chorus]
I move by skate
Unusual look of a homeless like Chris Cole
I'm starving, I don't have cash, sound in the ears, I think I'm in San Fransisco
It makes immortal, above the others, have to ride to believe it
I think I'm immortal, have to ride to believe it
[Verse 2]
Antoine, it was a real piss drunk, that what the signs say
I already break everything five times
New board, new wrists : i didn't read the instructions
Today, it's gonna skate like an autistic
I'm in shape, I ate six meats
I go down in the street like at the end of the sixties
I'm a real one, not a pisser in cystitis mode
Fuck the rules, fuck the system, roll a big sausage of weed
Too much energy in me to sit down
I stay up, I'm always good placed like a feeble
In road trip from Marseille to Marbella
There are some sessions I would've spend my salary
Jumping hundred times on the same steps screaming: 'It's bad'
But I will continue until the scabs on my arms are tired of it
It's magic, imagine
I was retighten my jeans in the sewing machine to look like Bryan Herman
[Verse 3]
When I was a kid, skate was only cool in USA
(Yeah)
Us, we were living in an uncultivated country (yeah)
Dress well, it's so expensive
Each ride, I had a trasher style
But I never had anything to buy me a sweat (never)
Logo on the t-shirt drew with a posca
We were filming all our sessions, 'till deserving an Oscar
Ask to Jessy, to the Bloby's, to Kamel or to Claude
How many spots we returned on the globe
More we were peace, more they were coming annoying us like Tatie Danielle
There were always assholes who wanted to rob the basket
(Hey)
A bid wood stick, two silver sticks, four hard resin
It wasn't their arms which were winning
[Chorus]
I move by skate
Unusual look of a homeless like Chris Cole
I'm starving, I don't have cash, sound in the ears, I think I'm in San Fransisco
It makes immortal, above the others, have to ride to believe it
I think I'm immortal, have to ride to believe it
[Verse 4]
I spend my nights spitting lames of stud'
People are so tiny, it makes my soul go above
Skate, it's the same except that when it was giving us a boner to death, it wasn't in the mode yet, shoot
Today, it's hype but I'm too old for medals
And I feel bad if I don't drink a lot of water the morning
This, it's my kryptonite, it's my garlic clove
I'm not doing Thai boxing but I have tibia that look like knives for bread
The modes and brands don't pass the magma
Who knew the knot in the stomach on the four blocs of MACBA?
Certainly not all of these sad followers
I fuck everything that Justin Bieber tweet, I dance like Oliver Twist
[Outro]
When I'll blow a fuse
Everyone would except this
I start to look like to all of these sad purists that I hate in the rap
So stop me before I become a shit
Please, stop me, it's not me, it's the human nature
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