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Eminem - When The Music Stops anglais When The Music Stops [Bizzare:] [Echo] Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Sike! [Eminem:] If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead-off batter of things Shit for me to feed off I'm see-saw battling But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take me for? a joke? you smoking crack? Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for I get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack shit out I'm trying-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark You all steady trying to drown the shark Ain't gonna do nothing but piss me off Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shooting I'm just trying to knock his teeth out Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle Talk is cheap, motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish, leap You're slim, you're gonna let him get away with that? He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape with that Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap, This is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops [Swift:] There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh If so you would've tried The only way I'm leaving this bitch is suicide I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessey, Got drunk then I finished he I'm every niggas favorite arch-enemy. Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark diligently I'm not what you think I appear to be fucked up Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres I murder you Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgical I'll allergic to dying, you think not? you got balls? We can see how large When the music stops [Kon Artist:] I was happy having a deal at first, Thought money would make me happy but It only made my pain worst, It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you dawg When you ain't got nothing left but your word and your balls And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends Beggin' with they hands out Checking for your record when its selling When it ain't, that's the end, no laughs No friends no girl Just the gin you drink till you car spin you then [Screech] Damn! [Crash] U slam into the wall and you fall Out the car, trying to crawl with one arm About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops [Kuniva:] Let's see how many of your men loyal, When I pull up looking for you, With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust your head would just explode With red stuff I'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon Braggin about how you shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you Niggas, if I was you niggas, I'll run while given the chance Understand I can enchance the spirit of man Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that really Irks me, you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark Hug the floor while we plan tug-o-war with your life, fuck the tour and the mic I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga your a gonna at night When The Music Stops [Proof:] Instigators, turn pits in cages Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors You all don't want war, you want talk In the dark my dogs all bark like woof Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole roof Caved in like reindeer hoofs Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose The more you all breach, the more I moves This hill street, this is hardcore blues Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (nigga) Or make the news betcha all you all move When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop [Bizzare:] Music's changed my life in so many ways Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade LL told me to rock the bells NWA said fuck the police Now I'm in jail 93 was strictly R&B Fucked up hair cut Listen to Jodeci Michael Jackson, who gonna tell me I ain't Mike Ass cheeks painted white Fucking Presilla at night Flying down sunset smoking crack Transvestite in the front Eddi Murphy in the back MOP had me grindy and griddy Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue And grew some titties Ludacris told me to throw them bowls Now I'm in the hospital Broken nose and a fractured elbow Voices in my head, I'm going in shock, I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops [Bang] Traductions de « When The Music Stops » Eminem: Top 6 Expressions dans « When The Music Stops » Commentaires
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(Bizarre:) (Jeka) Glazba, stvarnost, nekad ih je teško razlikovati Ali mi kao zabavljači smo odgovorni za tu djecu? Ma daj! (Eminem:) Kad bih sutra bio hladnokrvno ubijen Biste li osjećali tugu ili pokazali ljubav I bi li to bilo važno Nikad ne bih bio glavni u igri Da nema ovog sranja koje me hrani Imam svoje uspone i padove Ali previše je toga u igri da budem lažnjak Imam previše toga ispred sebe I došao sam predaleko u ovoj igri da se okrenem i odem I ne kažem ono što imam Koji kurac mislite da sam? Klaun? Da ne pušiš možda crack? Prije bih molio Mariah* da mi se vrati nego bio to Ustajem i trudim se, prije bih se zakopao nego izbacio neko smeće I pokušavam lansirati svoje tekstove daleko izvan granica Vi kao da uporno pokušavate utopiti morskog psa Samo ćete me razljutiti, ništa drugo Ja sam poklopac na limenci punoj mržnje, samo me odvrnite I gledajte kako izlazim, vadim pištolj, jebo pucanje, samo mu pokušavam izbiti zube* Hajde, pičko, sad se zajebavaj sa mnom, da vidim kako improviziraš Pričanje je jeftino, pizdo, ako se osjećaš kao žaba, onda skači* Alo, Slim*, dopustit ćeš mu da se izvuče? Pokušao ti se narugati, ne možeš mu dopustiti da pobjegne Stari, mrzim ovo sranje, ovo nije rap Ponašamo se ludo Kad pomiješamo hip-hop sa stvarnim životom kad glazba prestane (Swift:) Nikad se nećete riješiti McVeigha* Jer da možete, već bih bio mrtav Jedini način na koji mogu napustiti ovu rupu je samoubojstvo Doživio sam kliničku smrt, vratio se u gajbu svog neprijatelja s konjakom Napio se i onda ga dokrajčio Ja sam glavni neprijatelj svakog crnje Fizički spreman da budem najopasniji crnjo s kojim se možeš sukobiti Rado i revno pucam rasturam revolverom u mraku Ja nisam ono što misliš Činim se sjeban Mentalno izazvan Ne mogu se držati dalje od britvice Ali ja samo želim lovu Volio bih imati granatu da je pritisnem da probudim susjede Ubit ću te Opasnost me pretvorila u luđaka, ja sam Samov sin*, pičko i precizan sam Alergičan sam na umiranje, misliš da nisam? Imaš muda? Vidjet ćemo kolika su Kad glazba prestane (Kon Artis:) Ispočetka sam bio sretan što sam potpisao ugovor Mislio sam da će me novac učiniti sretnim, ali Samo mi je pogoršao bol Boli kad vidiš kako ti prijatelji okreću leđa, stari Kad više nemaš ništa osim svojih riječi i muda I pod stresom si zbog poziva novih prijatelja Koji preklinju s raširenim rukama Traže tvoju ploču kad se prodaje A kad se ne prodaje, tu je kraj, nema smijeha Ni prijatelja ni cura Samo džin koji piješ dok ti se auto ne počne vrtjeti, a onda (*vrisak*) Kvragu! Zabiješ se u zid i onda ispadneš Iz auta, pokušavaš puzati s jednom rukom Namjeravam sve utopiti u bazenu alkohola Kad bi mi sutra bio sprovod, pitam se bi li uopće zvali kad glazba prestane (Kuniva) Da vidimo koliko je tvojih ljudi uz tebe Kad te počnem tražiti S pištoljem i limenkom motornog ulja Nabrijan sam, tko je što rekao? Olovo će ti propucati glavu, eksplodirat će u oblaku crvene tvari; vezan sam lisicama, bačen u maricu Hvalim se jer si se ponio kao kukavica, meci su te proždrli i izrešetali Crnje, da sam ja na vašem mjestu, bježao bih dok mogu Kontaj da ja mogu nadići čovječji duh Smrt sama po sebi mi ne može nauditi, samo me pomisao da ću umrijeti sam uzrujava Ti nisi vrijedan ni da govoriš Budi pametan i prestani se praviti opak prije nego opalimo Grliš pod dok se mi igramo s tvojim životom, jebo turneju i mikrofon Radije bih sjebao kurvu nožem; izbaci to sranje, zapovijedam ti Drogiran pucaš usred bijelog dana, stari, umrijet ćeš noćas Kad glazba prestane (Proof:) Izazivamo sranja, pitbulle u kavezima Oslobađamo i puštamo da grizu susjede; britvice uz zapešća Svi vi ne želite rat, želite razgovarati U mraku su svi moji momci vjerni kao psi A ja, Proof, ja sam vuk, izdubit ću ti cijeli krov Kao kopita sobova* Ulazim u kabinu, pod se trese, crijepovi popuštaju Što više vi serete, to se više pokrećem Ovo je opaka ulica, ovo je opako sranje Koristim pištolj u repanju, pretražujem ti sve dragulje Ili završim u vijestima*, siguran sam da će te svi skočiti Kad automatik zapuca, bolje vam je da se gubite kad glazba prestane (Bizarre:) Glazba mi je promijenila život na toliko načina Mozak zbunjen i izjeban od petog razreda LL* mi je rekao protresem zvona* NWA* su mi rekli da jebem policiju* Sad sam u zatvoru Devedeset treća je bila samo za R&B Sjebana frizura Slušao sam Jodeci* Michael Jackson - tko će mi reći da nisam kao Mike? Guzica obojana bijelo Noću jebem Priscillu* Prolazim Hollywoodom pušeći crack Transvestit na prednjem sjedalu A Eddie Murphy na stražnjem* Zbog MOP-a* sam postao prljav i grub Zbog Marilyna Mansona* sam obojao kosu u plavo I narasle su mi sise Ludacris* mi je rekao da izbacim laktove* Sad sam u bolnici Slomljen nos i fraktura lakta Glasovi u glavi, poludjet ću Posežem za pištoljem, ali glazba prestaje