Queen of the Night | RAP歌詞

作詞 : Emanuel Schikaneder/Сергей Садыков
作曲 : Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Leah:
Der H?lle Rache kocht in meinem Herzen,
Tod und Verzweiflung,
Tod und Verzweiflung flammet um mich her!
Smokey 4-6:
Ballin’, rollin’, blowing homie you’ve been all in it
But when you know what hit the fan bro then you started flippin’
You chose to betray me
Ain’t that make you lame b
Backstabbing, now your knees shaking
But no mercy… how da game be
Betrayal is never accepted
This gon’ be your last chapter
You gon’ sleep with your eyes open,
Your arms crossed, then we close casket
Shoot once and I hit basket
Kobe Bryant with that chrome pistol
Revenge is like the sweetest joy…
Leah:
So bist du mein',
Meine Tochter nimmermehr,
Meine Tochter nimmermehr!
Smokey 4-6:
(Y’all already know what it is man)
Jesus preaching teaching us the forgiveness
So I leave it to Jesus dawg lemme handle my business
This is the way it is man
And God is my only witness
I wanted to pop no drama
But now it’s too late to cease it
(Leah: Verstossen sei auf ewig)
Begging me on your knees man
Loosing all your charisma
(Leah: Verlassen sei auf ewig)
Look me right in my eyes and see the world through my prisma
(Leah: Zertrümmert sein auf ewig)
Face the wall, drumroll
Pop! Pop! See you no more
I ain’t talking no record label
Last walk to the death row
Leah:
So bist du mein',
Meine Tochter nimmermehr,
Meine Tochter nimmermehr;
So bist du meine Tochter nimmermehr!
Alle Bande
Smokey 4-6:
Russian kid im in my zone
Making some bread and go home
Dont even think about crossing my road if you try me I’m flashing the chrome
Weather is hot but my Clicquot is cool
She taking the top off and jump in a pool
I’m minding my business, got trust issues
Checking my watch know what time it is
Every time you say you down for me
Put your money where your mouth is
(Classic)
Leah:
H?rt, h?rt, h?rt Racheg?tter,
H?rt der Mutter Schwur!
Smokey 4-6:
Pass me the dro’
Lemme just light it and blow
I keep my talk on the low
I’m raping you checking my flow
I wanna make it you know how I’m baking it
Give me my stage for the show
No amateur I’m going pro
Deserve to be heard you know