Official Music Video
The King by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yes honey, I'm schizo
I'm gong, gong, vila liza
Vita liza, Vita, Liza, Firjtkjdsa Liza
Legendary status, secondary is the cabbage
Arrivederci you fairies all y'all are barely average
I'm very savage when it comes to this
My blood is in my beats as if the keys were here to cut my wrist
I ran out of fucks to give, ain't no way I'm turning back
'Bout to heat this game with this flame, where's the furnace at?
Might have been the first to bat, but you striken' out though
And I'm battin, clean up while you reason with the [?]
Catch me with some alco, all for Columbians
Before the fun begins I reinforce what kind of fun this is
I'm just Kurt Cobain makin sweet Courtney Love in this
Paradox of power picture perfect purple succulence
All up in my lungs and shit, livin like I'm dead already
Maybe cause I am so when I speak you get confetti ready
I'm ahead of many let me demonstrate my tactics
Just her sippin' Henny, got machetes in my classics
Tell me who can match this?
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (Yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (Yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
I'm barking like a dog on my smooth instrumental
But dog is God backwards so I'm Zeus in the kennel
In this booth going mental
Envisioning the podium
The world is in the stands so in my hands is where I'm holdin' them
Shoutin' out to God, let me know if I'm controlin' them
Maybe with some Jays and some chains, they be noticin'
They can try and sleep, but these beats will osmosis them
I got a motive to promote with them
I'm the doctor, just be patient, I just got the diagnosis in
I'm focusin' on soaking in the reason that the hope is dimin'
What's provokin' it is flaws in the public
The people gettin' chosen got no flows and got no substance
Only got that club shit, how long can that last though?
Granted I get drunk and love the club but not for cash flow
Bunch of assholes whine about how they women drop they ass low
And yet they buy the music that these rappers use for lassos
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
Okay this 8x11's gettin' smaller
Dreams are gettin' bigger 'bout to grab' em by the collar
'Bout to get some dollars, then some South Americans
Fuck first names I'm just worried 'bout a heritage
Says she's got swag, but she needs someone to share it with
Pour another shot, rollin' leafs like I'm Erickson
Maybe we'll experiment, only for a night though
Tell her brainstorm, blow my horn, I'm the maestro
After that it's back to makin' fire like a pyro
Gettin' love from the A, all the way to Cairo
'Bout to do some lipo
On this whole rap game
Cut the fat and throw it out back in the trash can
Livin' in the fast lane
Ridin' with my beat on
Couple mamacitas blowin' reefa in my Nissan
Soon to be a Gotti cause I'm stitting on you peons
And the fucking weed strong
That's what we on
It's Diemon motherfuckers
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of The King by Russ
The King* (original Russ)
Yes honey, I'm schizo
I'm gong, gong, vila liza
Vita liza, Vita, Liza, Firjtkjdsa Liza
Legendary status, secondary is the cabbage
Arrivederci you fairies all y'all are barely average
I'm very savage when it comes to this
My blood is in my beats as if the keys were here to cut my wrist
I ran out of fucks to give, ain't no way I'm turning back
'Bout to heat this game with this flame, where's the furnace at?
Might have been the first to bat, but you striken' out though
And I'm battin, clean up while you reason with the [?]
Catch me with some alco, all for Columbians
Before the fun begins I reinforce what kind of fun this is
I'm just Kurt Cobain makin sweet Courtney Love in this
Paradox of power picture perfect purple succulence
All up in my lungs and shit, livin like I'm dead already
Maybe cause I am so when I speak you get confetti ready
I'm ahead of many let me demonstrate my tactics
Just her sippin' Henny, got machetes in my classics
Tell me who can match this?
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (Yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (Yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
I'm barking like a dog on my smooth instrumental
But dog is God backwards so I'm Zeus in the kennel
In this booth going mental
Envisioning the podium
The world is in the stands so in my hands is where I'm holdin' them
Shoutin' out to God, let me know if I'm controlin' them
Maybe with some Jays and some chains, they be noticin'
They can try and sleep, but these beats will osmosis them
I got a motive to promote with them
I'm the doctor, just be patient, I just got the diagnosis in
I'm focusin' on soaking in the reason that the hope is dimin'
What's provokin' it is flaws in the public
The people gettin' chosen got no flows and got no substance
Only got that club shit, how long can that last though?
Granted I get drunk and love the club but not for cash flow
Bunch of assholes whine about how they women drop they ass low
And yet they buy the music that these rappers use for lassos
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
Okay this 8x11's gettin' smaller
Dreams are gettin' bigger 'bout to grab' em by the collar
'Bout to get some dollars, then some South Americans
Fuck first names I'm just worried 'bout a heritage
Says she's got swag, but she needs someone to share it with
Pour another shot, rollin' leafs like I'm Erickson
Maybe we'll experiment, only for a night though
Tell her brainstorm, blow my horn, I'm the maestro
After that it's back to makin' fire like a pyro
Gettin' love from the A, all the way to Cairo
'Bout to do some lipo
On this whole rap game
Cut the fat and throw it out back in the trash can
Livin' in the fast lane
Ridin' with my beat on
Couple mamacitas blowin' reefa in my Nissan
Soon to be a Gotti cause I'm stitting on you peons
And the fucking weed strong
That's what we on
It's Diemon motherfuckers
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
Move out, move out
It's about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)
Move out, move out
Cause my words'll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so
When you hear my name, act accordingly
The King (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí, cariño, soy esquizo
Estoy gong, gong, vila liza
Vita liza, Vita, Liza, Firjtkjdsa Liza
Estatus legendario, secundario es la basura
Arrivederci, hadas, todos ustedes apenas son promedio
Soy muy salvaje cuando se trata de esto
Mi sangre está en mis ritmos como si las teclas estuvieran aquí para cortarme la muñeca
Me quedé sin ganas de dar, no hay forma de que retroceda
A punto de calentar este juego con esta llama, ¿dónde está el horno?
Puede que haya sido el primero en batear, pero te ponchas
Y estoy bateando, limpiando mientras razonas con el [?]
Atrápame con algo de alcohol, todo para los colombianos
Antes de que empiece la diversión, refuerzo qué tipo de diversión es esta
Solo soy Kurt Cobain haciendo dulce Courtney Love en esto
Paradoja de poder, imagen perfecta, suculencia púrpura
Todo en mis pulmones y mierda, viviendo como si ya estuviera muerto
Quizás porque lo estoy, así que cuando hablo, preparen el confeti
Estoy por delante de muchos, déjenme demostrar mis tácticas
Ella solo bebiendo Henny, tengo machetes en mis clásicos
¿Dime quién puede igualar esto?
Muévanse, muévanse
Está a punto de ser un maldito tiroteo, tiroteo (Sí)
Muévanse, muévanse
Porque mis palabras joderán tu mundo y mis ritmos te volarán el cerebro, así que
Cuando escuches mi nombre, actúa en consecuencia
Muévanse, muévanse
Está a punto de ser un maldito tiroteo, tiroteo (Sí)
Muévanse, muévanse
Porque mis palabras joderán tu mundo y mis ritmos te volarán el cerebro, así que
Cuando escuches mi nombre, actúa en consecuencia
Estoy ladrando como un perro en mi suave instrumental
Pero perro es Dios al revés, así que soy Zeus en la perrera
En esta cabina volviéndome loco
Visualizando el podio
El mundo está en las gradas, así que en mis manos es donde los tengo
Gritándole a Dios, hazme saber si los estoy controlando
Quizás con algunos Jays y algunas cadenas, se darán cuenta
Pueden intentar dormir, pero estos ritmos los osmotizarán
Tengo un motivo para promocionar con ellos
Soy el doctor, solo sé paciente, acabo de recibir el diagnóstico
Me estoy enfocando en asimilar la razón por la que la esperanza disminuye
Lo que lo provoca son fallas en el público
La gente elegida no tiene fluidez ni sustancia
Solo tienen esa mierda de club, ¿cuánto tiempo puede durar eso?
Concedo que me emborracho y amo el club, pero no por el flujo de caja
Un montón de imbéciles se quejan de cómo sus mujeres bajan el culo
Y sin embargo, compran la música que estos raperos usan como lazos
Muévanse, muévanse
Está a punto de ser un maldito tiroteo, tiroteo (sí)
Muévanse, muévanse
Porque mis palabras joderán tu mundo y mis ritmos te volarán el cerebro, así que
Cuando escuches mi nombre, actúa en consecuencia
Muévanse, muévanse
Está a punto de ser un maldito tiroteo, tiroteo (sí)
Muévanse, muévanse
Porque mis palabras joderán tu mundo y mis ritmos te volarán el cerebro, así que
Cuando escuches mi nombre, actúa en consecuencia
Okay, este 8x11 se está haciendo más pequeño
Los sueños se hacen más grandes, a punto de agarrarlos por el cuello
A punto de conseguir algunos dólares, luego algunos sudamericanos
Al diablo con los nombres de pila, solo me preocupa una herencia
Dice que tiene estilo, pero necesita a alguien con quien compartirlo
Sirve otro trago, enrollando hojas como si fuera Erickson
Quizás experimentemos, solo por una noche
Dile que haga una lluvia de ideas, que toque mi cuerno, soy el maestro
Después de eso, es volver a hacer fuego como un pirómano
Recibiendo amor desde la A, hasta El Cairo
A punto de hacer una lipo
A todo este juego de rap
Cortar la grasa y tirarla a la basura
Viviendo en el carril rápido
Conduciendo con mi ritmo
Un par de mamacitas fumando hierba en mi Nissan
Pronto seré un Gotti porque estoy sentado sobre ustedes, peones
Y la maldita hierba es fuerte
En eso estamos
Son Diemon, hijos de puta
Muévanse, muévanse
Está a punto de ser un maldito tiroteo, tiroteo (sí)
Muévanse, muévanse
Porque mis palabras joderán tu mundo y mis ritmos te volarán el cerebro, así que
Cuando escuches mi nombre, actúa en consecuencia
Muévanse, muévanse
Está a punto de ser un maldito tiroteo, tiroteo (sí)
Muévanse, muévanse
Porque mis palabras joderán tu mundo y mis ritmos te volarán el cerebro, así que
Cuando escuches mi nombre, actúa en consecuencia
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