Brando - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Gangsta

Be careful where you're going
Who you look
Who you're following

Little guy wants to become gangsta
Like MC in tv, to live in America
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To tell that he sell drugs
To tell that he does the half alone
Little guy wants to become gangsta
Knives, guns, transaction and black money
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To live whatever he pretends because he scared of seeing
Himself in the eyes

In the neighborhood with the heads down you went in the central
You were listening in the headphones stories about money, gangs, deals and deaths
Your favorite rapper translates what they say for them
The half doesn't do even the half from what they do , but you listening to them faithfully
And like that the culture of gangs becomes something natural in your head
When you won't have money to go and sell this will seem natural to you
Like you hadn't a choice
Like you grew up in ghetto
You want to become a man ,not to cough when you drink it straight
You grow up, break up, cut down, weigh, give, drink ,blur you want to do too
Like they say do your gang , you have to plow
He has a knife inside the adidas
But you don't know if you have the guts
To ''plant'' it in someone's body when the times comes, and things go bad
You weren't careful from who you got it, some asshole will be caught and betray you
Whoever gonna dirty his hands never stayed in the first dose
Be careful who you chase after
Who you look
Assholes in the street embroider the truth in your mind
What you say , who you look

Little guy wants to become gangsta
Like MC in tv, to live in America
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To tell that he sell drugs
To tell that he does the half alone
Little guy wants to become gangsta
Knives, guns, transaction and black money
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To live whatever he pretends because he scared of seeing
Himself in the eyes

Be careful where you're going
Who you look
Who you're following

In the neighborhood with the heads down you went in the central
You were listening in your headphones stories for money mc's true thungs
From the park you found it, you went , got , drunk and got high
You felt that like that you seemed like your teenage legend
You broke, stuck, turned, burst, drink, get bored, heard, learnt, went, bought , broke, and break in
Now more you get high and refused
Who has kill you in the deal
Who knows, what you do from the neighborhood , what night you will drink a little more , and your mother will find you dead with foam
I have anxious friends from this life, creased, paranoia , chasing , fake samples from OKANA
I have anxious friends with dirty criminal accords from nothing with trials , outlays and anxious , they didn't get the message in time

Little guy wants to become gangsta
Like MC in tv, to live in America
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To tell that he sell drugs
To tell that he does the half alone
Little guy wants to become gangsta
Knives, guns, transaction and black money
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To live whatever he pretends because he scared of seeing
Himself in the eyes

Be careful where you're going
Who you look
Who you're following

Little girl wants to become diva
Diamonds, make up
A guy with money
Little girl wants to become a diva
In cosmic shops
Money and drugs
And a heart in the trashes

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The seal of silence upon my lips
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The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
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The seal of silence upon my lips

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The seal of silence upon my lips
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