
History In The Making
By Wiz Khalifa
2006
7:07
Official Music Video
History In The Making by Wiz Khalifa
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yeah
It's another one of those
Y'all niggas know
412, Wiz Khalifa
Yeah
I'm so incredible. wait
With no metal to waste
I flow great, and that'll level ya face
And I'll still let a nigga have it
You talk greasy but you still a faggot
I front on cowards cause you niggas backwards
I got my money right, game on top
And it's been said that I'm the key to put this game on lock
I'm from the city of the triflin' hoods
But when you see me, got a smile on my face
Nothin' sweet, it's just that life is good
Yea, I dodged the hood, slums came up out that
Rap game about that, to gain pay without crack
See I'm a youngin' with too much on my plate
To let some small change half a youngin' dumped in a cage
I seen niggas make sales
Niggas get knocked and make bail
And take lives, their worries ain't jail
With no regards for life cause their livin' ain't well
Who gotta make it to heaven cause they livin' in hell
But me, I don't do much just keep to myself
And stop these cock-suckin' mothafuckas seekin' my wealth
I was told the world's cold but I see for myself
And I'm too hot to take the backseat or the shelf
So I'm here, for some reason though, they hate it to death
The love's gone, only hatred is left
Only achin' and stress
A king not to be mistaken for less
And this here is for the taking, this is history in the making, yeah!
Yeah
It's ya boy Wiz, man
Prince of the City of Steel, you already know, man
It's history in the making what we doing right here
Fuckers can hate it if you want to, just sit back and laugh, smoke and get money on y'all niggas, you already know
Ain't nan' nigga gon' stop my grind
Work too hard to get here, you feel me
Let's do it!
Where I'm from, it's kinda hard to trust
Cause the hate's from most of your own people
They're fake and they're all see-through
Hate to see a nigga when he's stackin' his bucks
Rather him be down in the dumps, and out on his luck
But I'll be damned if my grind stop
My mind tickin' like a time watch
And I'm gonna be spittin' 'till the time's not
Presently there, I touch minds everywhere
And I'll ride hoping heaven is near
See the pain in your eyes, young with every stare
I seek peace, but these streets will never be fair
Cause somebody done took Greg's life
Son reached, deceased
No time to blink or think twice, damn
Wonder when it's gonna be my time to meet death
I'm stressed, need to ease my mind
And unless one of y'all try to see what's mine
Then I'll eat through your flesh, bones, and leave that spine
You see I did the right thing
I stayed up out the gun and knife game
I knew about the pain it might bring
And we all got problems
I chose to smoke blunts just to drown 'em
The top, but I rose from the bottom
And I'm here now, ain't no body harming young
My screw's loose, they say something's wrong with young
Your time's up, I'm just warning young
Cause this here's for the taking, this is history in the making, yeah!
Yeah, y'all muhfuckas better play close attention to what's going on, man, that's what it is
Rostrum Records
What up Benjy! Yeah
Thanks for that doe, nigga, I needed that
What up Chad!
ID Management, ID Labs, E. Dan, Hub, BLAH!
What up Pittsburgh!
412
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.

Spanish translation of History In The Making by Wiz Khalifa
History In The Making* (original Wiz Khalifa)
Yeah
It's another one of those
Y'all niggas know
412, Wiz Khalifa
Yeah
I'm so incredible. wait
With no metal to waste
I flow great, and that'll level ya face
And I'll still let a nigga have it
You talk greasy but you still a faggot
I front on cowards cause you niggas backwards
I got my money right, game on top
And it's been said that I'm the key to put this game on lock
I'm from the city of the triflin' hoods
But when you see me, got a smile on my face
Nothin' sweet, it's just that life is good
Yea, I dodged the hood, slums came up out that
Rap game about that, to gain pay without crack
See I'm a youngin' with too much on my plate
To let some small change half a youngin' dumped in a cage
I seen niggas make sales
Niggas get knocked and make bail
And take lives, their worries ain't jail
With no regards for life cause their livin' ain't well
Who gotta make it to heaven cause they livin' in hell
But me, I don't do much just keep to myself
And stop these cock-suckin' mothafuckas seekin' my wealth
I was told the world's cold but I see for myself
And I'm too hot to take the backseat or the shelf
So I'm here, for some reason though, they hate it to death
The love's gone, only hatred is left
Only achin' and stress
A king not to be mistaken for less
And this here is for the taking, this is history in the making, yeah!
Yeah
It's ya boy Wiz, man
Prince of the City of Steel, you already know, man
It's history in the making what we doing right here
Fuckers can hate it if you want to, just sit back and laugh, smoke and get money on y'all niggas, you already know
Ain't nan' nigga gon' stop my grind
Work too hard to get here, you feel me
Let's do it!
Where I'm from, it's kinda hard to trust
Cause the hate's from most of your own people
They're fake and they're all see-through
Hate to see a nigga when he's stackin' his bucks
Rather him be down in the dumps, and out on his luck
But I'll be damned if my grind stop
My mind tickin' like a time watch
And I'm gonna be spittin' 'till the time's not
Presently there, I touch minds everywhere
And I'll ride hoping heaven is near
See the pain in your eyes, young with every stare
I seek peace, but these streets will never be fair
Cause somebody done took Greg's life
Son reached, deceased
No time to blink or think twice, damn
Wonder when it's gonna be my time to meet death
I'm stressed, need to ease my mind
And unless one of y'all try to see what's mine
Then I'll eat through your flesh, bones, and leave that spine
You see I did the right thing
I stayed up out the gun and knife game
I knew about the pain it might bring
And we all got problems
I chose to smoke blunts just to drown 'em
The top, but I rose from the bottom
And I'm here now, ain't no body harming young
My screw's loose, they say something's wrong with young
Your time's up, I'm just warning young
Cause this here's for the taking, this is history in the making, yeah!
Yeah, y'all muhfuckas better play close attention to what's going on, man, that's what it is
Rostrum Records
What up Benjy! Yeah
Thanks for that doe, nigga, I needed that
What up Chad!
ID Management, ID Labs, E. Dan, Hub, BLAH!
What up Pittsburgh!
412
History In The Making (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Yeah
Es otro de esos
Ustedes saben
412, Wiz Khalifa
Yeah
Soy tan increíble. espera
Sin metal que desperdiciar
Fluyo genial, y eso te nivelará la cara
Y aún así dejaré que un negro lo tenga
Hablas sucio pero sigues siendo un maricón
Me enfrento a los cobardes porque ustedes son unos retrógrados
Tengo mi dinero bien, el juego en la cima
Y se ha dicho que soy la clave para asegurar este juego
Soy de la ciudad de los barrios problemáticos
Pero cuando me ves, tengo una sonrisa en mi cara
Nada dulce, es solo que la vida es buena
Sí, esquivé el barrio, los barrios bajos salieron de eso
El juego del rap se trata de eso, de ganar dinero sin crack
Mira, soy un joven con demasiado en mi plato
Para que por poca cosa un joven sea arrojado a una jaula
He visto negros hacer ventas
Negros ser arrestados y salir bajo fianza
Y quitar vidas, sus preocupaciones no son la cárcel
Sin respeto por la vida porque su vida no es buena
Que tienen que llegar al cielo porque viven en el infierno
Pero yo, no hago mucho, solo me mantengo a mí mismo
Y detengo a estos hijos de puta chupa-polla que buscan mi riqueza
Me dijeron que el mundo es frío pero lo veo por mí mismo
Y estoy demasiado caliente para tomar el asiento trasero o el estante
Así que estoy aquí, por alguna razón, lo odian a muerte
El amor se ha ido, solo queda el odio
Solo dolor y estrés
Un rey que no debe ser confundido con menos
Y esto está aquí para ser tomado, esto es historia en construcción, ¡sí!
Yeah
Es tu chico Wiz, hombre
Príncipe de la Ciudad del Acero, ya sabes, hombre
Es historia en construcción lo que estamos haciendo aquí
Los cabrones pueden odiarlo si quieren, solo siéntense y rían, fumen y ganen dinero con ustedes, ya saben
Ningún negro va a detener mi esfuerzo
Trabajé demasiado duro para llegar aquí, ¿me entiendes?
¡Hagámoslo!
De donde soy, es un poco difícil confiar
Porque el odio viene de la mayoría de tu propia gente
Son falsos y todos son transparentes
Odian ver a un negro cuando está acumulando su dinero
Prefieren que esté deprimido y sin suerte
Pero me condenaré si mi esfuerzo se detiene
Mi mente tic-tac como un reloj
Y voy a estar escupiendo hasta que el tiempo no esté
Presente allí, toco mentes en todas partes
Y cabalgaré esperando que el cielo esté cerca
Veo el dolor en tus ojos, joven con cada mirada
Busco paz, pero estas calles nunca serán justas
Porque alguien le quitó la vida a Greg
Hijo alcanzó, fallecido
No hay tiempo para parpadear o pensar dos veces, maldita sea
Me pregunto cuándo será mi momento de encontrarme con la muerte
Estoy estresado, necesito relajar mi mente
Y a menos que uno de ustedes intente ver lo que es mío
Entonces me comeré tu carne, huesos, y dejaré esa columna
Ves que hice lo correcto
Me mantuve fuera del juego de las armas y los cuchillos
Sabía sobre el dolor que podría traer
Y todos tenemos problemas
Elegí fumar porros solo para ahogarlos
La cima, pero me levanté del fondo
Y estoy aquí ahora, nadie está dañando al joven
Mi tornillo está suelto, dicen que algo anda mal con el joven
Tu tiempo se acabó, solo estoy advirtiendo al joven
Porque esto está aquí para ser tomado, esto es historia en construcción, ¡sí!
Yeah, ustedes, hijos de puta, mejor presten mucha atención a lo que está pasando, hombre, eso es lo que es
Rostrum Records
¡Qué onda Benjy! Yeah
Gracias por eso, negro, lo necesitaba
¡Qué onda Chad!
ID Management, ID Labs, E. Dan, Hub, BLAH!
¡Qué onda Pittsburgh!
412
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