Перевод песни Mac Lethal – Rotton Apple Pie

Работает на технологии Яндекс.Переводчика
Trust me bro. Look. I know you're in the building, rapper
Studios are always in buildings, man
They're not outside! (Give a speech.)
Somebody said that classics never go out of style
But that's a stupid thing to say because they actually do And judgin by the people that are settin all the standards
All of us go out of style too
Oh Lordy Lou I swear to Christ, I'm short a screw or something now the only
music bumpin is that 1980's hair band Ask «Pop-Rap»
I'd rather beat a dead horse then throw a saddle on it, and ride it Man it ain't goin no where!
You ever seen an Irish pot head that flows with no hair?
I got a little Buddha belly but I don't really care
See I could never date a girl that's on a magazine cover
Cause self absorbed women don't make good lovers
Motherfucker just because it's hard to write don't make it smart and bright
I'm matin with the mothers of invention
Bring my art to life
Deliver menacin blows, and now the nicotine flows throughout my bloodstream,
so I'ma give a riveting show and paint the message
It's like I scraped the edges of my razor up against my wrist but it's nothing
Cause only punk motherfuckers call the cops
And I'ma blow a hot bubble of poison til it pops
And you can't find me in the burbs and you can't find me in the streets
And so you wonder what happened to me, to me You gotta trust that I'm just smokin something
Dealer with emotions, pumpin beats, tryin to set the style free
I wanna be southern rotten apple pie
I gotta make you bounce cause you know it's do or die
I wanna be southern rotten apple pie
I gotta make you bounce cause you know it's do or die
In 1997 I would smack my teacher with my purple Trapper-Keeper
Rockin Stan Smiths and an Ol Dirty Bastard t-shirt
Bingo, now I'm hittin a six, in the high school lunchroom, with liquor to mix
Let's save the charts. I'm healin y'all from all the wasted art you're feelin
I wish that I could get pregnant with Ava Gardner's children (damn)
Instead, I'm doin the twirl, as I watch text messages ruin the world (and
technology, period)
I'm waitin for the day we can burn copies of each other's girlfriends and skip
the technology period
Cause Aunt Flow's an old fashioned gal, and computer love just ain't her style
Lordy Lou all I wanna do is make it til I'm 42 so I can feel just in every
grouchy thing I say or do Until then you better watch out for that tailspin
No I'm not a rapper I'm a used car salesman
Hey, Sku, scratch my vocals right here
This is motherfuckin music to drive-by to