Official Music Video
Murder Me by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
[Intro - Russ:]
Hello Mom and Dad
Waddup Frank [laughing]
You wanted me to do this right? [laughing]
Yah, do it
Waddup Gianna
[Verse 1 - Russ:]
Communicating while anonymous doesn't accomplish too much
So I'm a get this fucking platform, keep on talkin' my stuff
Reachin' everybody
From the South Side of Atlanta
To the place I'm more familiar with but I paint panoramas
That'll make you trip like I love Lucy
By the way I took a trip and I love Lucy
She introduced me to the truth
I wrap a noose around your boss real quick
Kick his stool out, and make his boss' boss feel it
And nah my balls don't fit
In the palm of my hands
So don't ask me to grab 'em, I let 'em hang I'm the man
Fuck spelling it out
I'm yelling it out
Y'all flip then you flip
You're not hip you're not hop
I'm just a product of listenin'
To washed up artists submittin'
Feeble attempts to stay on, so all that garbage your givin'
Is getting you thrown out
I'm thrown, leave me alone I'm in my zone now
Too many clowns
Diemon is full of lions it's time to roam now
And my life, is a good book
Bugus, rollin' good kush
Never house a bitch because they bite and bark, woof woof
Look, look
The world is pulling me down I'm about to push push
And let the visions in my head pull my sled, Balto, mush mush
Y'all lay beneath the tush tush
And your pockets stay empty
Because your mouth is full of pussy
Go dive in ambition
Swim around in some talent
Bust a nut full of visions
Then hit it again with some passion
And get it crackin' like the sea monster
I see monsters with all that
Fee-fi-foh-fum
But y'all ain't scarin' no one so just fall back
Because it's D-I-E-M-O-N
'Till the motherfucking world ends
And I'm probably where your girl is
[Hook - 2Pac:]
Now them same motherfuckers wanna murder me
And I wonder if the lord ever heard of me
I need loot
So I'm doing what I do
And don't say shit 'till you walk in my shoes
Now them same mothafuckas wanna murder me
And I wonder If the Lord ever heard of me (uh)
I need loot so I'm doin' what I do
And don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes
There was no other destiny to choose
I had nothin' left to lose so I'm singin' nigga blues
[Verse 2 - Russ:]
I'm a, heavy thinker, light smoker, henny drinker
Gotta gift, for the game, wrapped around my middle finger
No semi-circles in this DIEMON shit
Squares don't linger
I'm your dudes favorite rapper, and your bitches favorite singer
It's Jerry Springer in this hotel room, minus the violence
We questioning each other on some who what where and why shit
But back to the living out the dream or tryna find it
Fuck it I think I found it
Fuck that I know I found it
Y'all old dudes ain't new no more, y'all need a fountain
Y'all be king of the hill motherfuckers, I got the mountain
Y'all shoutin' making commotion
Barely making a wave I'll make the ocean
And park my yacht on your property with no apology for show boatin'
And I've met God a lot but I've never met Jesus
I've even met the Devil and kicked it with her on some G shit
She showed me how to get to hell
I showed her how to leave it
And close that fucking door shut as I walk towards my freedom (yah, do it)
[Hook - 2Pac:]
Now them same motherfuckers wanna murder me
And I wonder if the lord ever heard of me
I need loot
So I'm doing what I do
And don't say shit 'till you walk in my shoes
Now them same mothafuckas wanna murder me
And I wonder If the Lord ever heard of me (uh)
I need loot so I'm doin' what I do
And don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes
There was no other destiny to choose
I had nothin' left to lose so I'm singin' nigga blues
[Bridge - Russ:]
Don't get it fucked up you can still get dropped
Employees handing out fades to the boss
I'm not saying that I'm either one, nah
I'm just saying that it can be done, oh oh oh oh
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Murder Me by Russ
Murder Me* (original Russ)
[Intro - Russ:]
Hello Mom and Dad
Waddup Frank [laughing]
You wanted me to do this right? [laughing]
Yah, do it
Waddup Gianna
[Verse 1 - Russ:]
Communicating while anonymous doesn't accomplish too much
So I'm a get this fucking platform, keep on talkin' my stuff
Reachin' everybody
From the South Side of Atlanta
To the place I'm more familiar with but I paint panoramas
That'll make you trip like I love Lucy
By the way I took a trip and I love Lucy
She introduced me to the truth
I wrap a noose around your boss real quick
Kick his stool out, and make his boss' boss feel it
And nah my balls don't fit
In the palm of my hands
So don't ask me to grab 'em, I let 'em hang I'm the man
Fuck spelling it out
I'm yelling it out
Y'all flip then you flip
You're not hip you're not hop
I'm just a product of listenin'
To washed up artists submittin'
Feeble attempts to stay on, so all that garbage your givin'
Is getting you thrown out
I'm thrown, leave me alone I'm in my zone now
Too many clowns
Diemon is full of lions it's time to roam now
And my life, is a good book
Bugus, rollin' good kush
Never house a bitch because they bite and bark, woof woof
Look, look
The world is pulling me down I'm about to push push
And let the visions in my head pull my sled, Balto, mush mush
Y'all lay beneath the tush tush
And your pockets stay empty
Because your mouth is full of pussy
Go dive in ambition
Swim around in some talent
Bust a nut full of visions
Then hit it again with some passion
And get it crackin' like the sea monster
I see monsters with all that
Fee-fi-foh-fum
But y'all ain't scarin' no one so just fall back
Because it's D-I-E-M-O-N
'Till the motherfucking world ends
And I'm probably where your girl is
[Hook - 2Pac:]
Now them same motherfuckers wanna murder me
And I wonder if the lord ever heard of me
I need loot
So I'm doing what I do
And don't say shit 'till you walk in my shoes
Now them same mothafuckas wanna murder me
And I wonder If the Lord ever heard of me (uh)
I need loot so I'm doin' what I do
And don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes
There was no other destiny to choose
I had nothin' left to lose so I'm singin' nigga blues
[Verse 2 - Russ:]
I'm a, heavy thinker, light smoker, henny drinker
Gotta gift, for the game, wrapped around my middle finger
No semi-circles in this DIEMON shit
Squares don't linger
I'm your dudes favorite rapper, and your bitches favorite singer
It's Jerry Springer in this hotel room, minus the violence
We questioning each other on some who what where and why shit
But back to the living out the dream or tryna find it
Fuck it I think I found it
Fuck that I know I found it
Y'all old dudes ain't new no more, y'all need a fountain
Y'all be king of the hill motherfuckers, I got the mountain
Y'all shoutin' making commotion
Barely making a wave I'll make the ocean
And park my yacht on your property with no apology for show boatin'
And I've met God a lot but I've never met Jesus
I've even met the Devil and kicked it with her on some G shit
She showed me how to get to hell
I showed her how to leave it
And close that fucking door shut as I walk towards my freedom (yah, do it)
[Hook - 2Pac:]
Now them same motherfuckers wanna murder me
And I wonder if the lord ever heard of me
I need loot
So I'm doing what I do
And don't say shit 'till you walk in my shoes
Now them same mothafuckas wanna murder me
And I wonder If the Lord ever heard of me (uh)
I need loot so I'm doin' what I do
And don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes
There was no other destiny to choose
I had nothin' left to lose so I'm singin' nigga blues
[Bridge - Russ:]
Don't get it fucked up you can still get dropped
Employees handing out fades to the boss
I'm not saying that I'm either one, nah
I'm just saying that it can be done, oh oh oh oh
Murder Me (traducción LyricVerse Team)
[Intro - Russ:]
Hola mamá y papá
Qué onda Frank [riendo]
¿Querías que hiciera esto bien? [riendo]
Sí, hazlo
Qué onda Gianna
[Verse 1 - Russ:]
Comunicarse siendo anónimo no logra mucho
Así que voy a usar esta puta plataforma, seguiré hablando de lo mío
Llegando a todos
Desde el South Side de Atlanta
Al lugar que me es más familiar pero pinto panoramas
Que te harán tropezar como amo a Lucy
Por cierto, hice un viaje y amo a Lucy
Ella me introdujo a la verdad
Le ato una soga al cuello a tu jefe rapidísimo
Le pateo el taburete y hago que su jefe de jefes lo sienta
Y no, mis bolas no caben
En la palma de mis manos
Así que no me pidas que las agarre, las dejo colgar, yo soy el hombre
Me cago en explicarlo
Lo estoy gritando
Ustedes cambian y luego cambian
No son geniales, no son hip-hop
Soy solo un producto de escuchar
A artistas desgastados que se rinden
Débiles intentos de seguir, así que toda esa basura que dan
Los está haciendo ser echados
Estoy lanzado, déjenme en paz, estoy en mi zona ahora
Demasiados payasos
Diemon está lleno de leones, es hora de vagar ahora
Y mi vida, es un buen libro
Bugus, fumando buena kush
Nunca alojes a una perra porque muerden y ladran, guau guau
Mira, mira
El mundo me está derribando, estoy a punto de empujar empujar
Y deja que las visiones en mi cabeza tiren de mi trineo, Balto, ¡mueve mueve!
Ustedes yacen debajo del trasero trasero
Y sus bolsillos permanecen vacíos
Porque su boca está llena de coños
Ve a bucear en la ambición
Nada alrededor en algo de talento
Corre un chorro de visiones
Luego dale de nuevo con algo de pasión
Y haz que explote como el monstruo marino
Veo monstruos con todo eso
Fee-fi-foh-fum
Pero ustedes no asustan a nadie, así que retrocedan
Porque es D-I-E-M-O-N
Hasta que el puto mundo termine
Y probablemente estoy donde está tu chica
[Hook - 2Pac:]
Ahora esos mismos cabrones quieren asesinarme
Y me pregunto si el señor alguna vez me oyó
Necesito botín
Así que estoy haciendo lo que hago
Y no digas nada hasta que camines en mis zapatos
Ahora esos mismos cabrones quieren asesinarme
Y me pregunto si el Señor alguna vez me oyó (uh)
Necesito botín, así que estoy haciendo lo que hago
Y no digas nada hasta que hayas caminado en mis zapatos
No había otro destino que elegir
No me quedaba nada que perder, así que estoy cantando blues de negro
[Verse 2 - Russ:]
Soy un gran pensador, fumador ligero, bebedor de henny
Tengo un don, para el juego, envuelto alrededor de mi dedo medio
No hay semicírculos en esta mierda de DIEMON
Los cuadrados no perduran
Soy el rapero favorito de tu chico, y el cantante favorito de tus zorras
Es Jerry Springer en esta habitación de hotel, menos la violencia
Nos cuestionamos mutuamente sobre quién, qué, dónde y por qué
Pero volviendo a vivir el sueño o intentando encontrarlo
Al carajo, creo que lo encontré
Al carajo, sé que lo encontré
Ustedes viejos ya no son nuevos, necesitan una fuente
Ustedes son los reyes de la colina, cabrones, yo tengo la montaña
Ustedes gritan haciendo alboroto
Apenas haciendo una ola, yo haré el océano
Y aparcaré mi yate en tu propiedad sin pedir disculpas por presumir
Y he conocido a Dios muchas veces pero nunca he conocido a Jesús
Incluso he conocido al Diablo y me he codeado con ella en plan colega
Ella me mostró cómo llegar al infierno
Yo le mostré cómo salir de él
Y cierra esa puta puerta con llave mientras camino hacia mi libertad (sí, hazlo)
[Hook - 2Pac:]
Ahora esos mismos cabrones quieren asesinarme
Y me pregunto si el señor alguna vez me oyó
Necesito botín
Así que estoy haciendo lo que hago
Y no digas nada hasta que camines en mis zapatos
Ahora esos mismos cabrones quieren asesinarme
Y me pregunto si el Señor alguna vez me oyó (uh)
Necesito botín, así que estoy haciendo lo que hago
Y no digas nada hasta que hayas caminado en mis zapatos
No había otro destino que elegir
No me quedaba nada que perder, así que estoy cantando blues de negro
[Bridge - Russ:]
No te equivoques, todavía te pueden dejar caer
Los empleados les dan cortes al jefe
No digo que sea uno de los dos, nah
Solo digo que se puede hacer, oh oh oh oh
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