A$AP Rocky - 1Train ft. Kendrick Lamar, Joey Bada$$, Yelawolf, Danny Brown, Action Bronson & Big K.R.I.T (Traduction française)

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Released on January 15, 2013

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[Couplet 1 : ASAP Rocky]

Je me sens comme un auto-justicier ou un missionnaire

Demande à mon équipe de s'armer

Envoyez-les au cimetière en écrivant leur nécrologie

N'ai pas peur, négro, es-tu prêt ?

Je pensais à tout les 0’s sur mon compte en banque (Quoiii)

Et des salopes dans mon lit, il y'en a pour le même nombre (Quoiii)

Ever since this new star fame came about

Ou depuis que j'ai commencé à fréquenter Drizzy (Huuh)

Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang

Je suis passé d'une Mustang à une Lamborghini

Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling

(I know one thing) Je sais que rien n'est pire que la ligne 1 du métro

Sacs de marque Goyard, je suis un chef comme Boyar-

Dee, probably selling D in your local courtyard

Je suis tressé comme O-Dog, ma famille se donne à fond

Fidèle à mes proches, des hors-la-loi sans respect


[Couplet 2 : Kendrick Lamar]

We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at

Vous prenez tous les risques en venant dans le quartier, in the projects with a skateboard

I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "DOO DOO!" I hate y'all

When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball

In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, mes rimes sont glaciales

Mon AK est fumant et ton Glock est gelé, je grogne tel un chien policier

J'ai une arme automatique

I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit

Si je ne suis pas le plus chaud c'est que l'Enfer a dû geler

You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was

I carry traits of a traumatized soldier

Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya

Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta

Darts at your posters, dark nights like this

I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist

Ou prétendre être un vautour et descendre de cette colline


[Couplet 3: Joey Badass]

Barely even conscious, talking to my conscience

Mon flow devient aussi profond que des conques

I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons

Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms

Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms

The violence and the killin', so given

They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance

Unfortunately I am not that type of niglet

But pass the pot let me skillet

Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga

And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc

But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks

And I swear it hurt me soul

I try to prevail, but when I preach it only hurt their sales

Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail

But you my nigga, wish you the best for real


[Couplet 4: Yelawolf]

When you mention my name amongst other white rappers

Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it

Painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch diggin'

Burger flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein', you would be in

Trouble to body double or couple me to these others

Cause comparatively speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble

That they put me in, my vision's beyond the Hubble's

Je me regroupe avec les nubiens, c'est un nouveau départ

Vous venez en cours tard tandis que Radioactive est disque d'or

And so? GREAT. Do I give a flying duck

If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?

Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I don't give a

Flying duck, j'ai juste une chevrotine, chh, bam !

J'emmerde ta vie connard

Il n'y a eu aucun rappeur aussi bon depuis que 2Pac est mort

Et qu'il a fait son come back lors d'un festival à Coachella, Yelawolf


[Couplet 5: Danny Brown]

Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties

And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries

Antsy cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers

Je fais un moonwalk pieds nus sur le soleil avec des lunettes de soleil

Bitch pussy smell like a penguin

Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis

Bitch when I say this I mean this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"

Dick so big, stretch from Earth to Venus

That molly got me nauseous, aw shit, no off switch

Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock" shit

That is my synopsis, ostrich posh shit

Hoes on some goth shit, stop it! You not this!

Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward

Cryin' tears of vodka prima donna at the concert

Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and tonic

Just bein honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?


[Couplet 6: Action Bronson]

Swiftly, I shift the Bimmer 860

A heavy smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me

The moon’s reflection off the lake hit me

You should've stayed with me, now many Asian bitches lay with me

The face is silky like a tablecloth

My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse

Red roses drop on boxes very often

Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton

Outstandin'

I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling

You see us scrambling, selling Susan Sarandon

The cloud of smoke like the phantom

Damn this shit tastes like fantastic

You see me comin' through in each state

Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake

Cuffed to my wrist I’ve got the briefcase

The gavel slam, I’m a free man, try not to eat ham


[Couplet 7: Big KRIT]

Big KRIT, shawty

Spit like my last breath: casket rap, six deep

Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'Lac with flats

After that, bottles I can’t pronounce, like, “How you ask for that?”

Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?

All I had was rap, when all they had was wack

All I wanted was love, all they had was dap

Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes, a championship win is

The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm slap a bitch

Walk the plank or break a bank, I’ve been in the business of sinkin' ships

Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with

Resuscitations cost the label, I’m taxing if you want a hit

Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here

Been a killer, ‘86er, nigga, that’s my born year

Get the fuck from ‘round here, that’s just my country ways

Suckin' on your momma’s titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade

Grippin’ grain, fuckin’ hoes, candy paint like Everglades

Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my bass

I put that on my sub, how could you ever doubt me?

Most rappers hoping the world end so they won’t have to drop another album

B.B. King saw the king in me, so why can’t you?

In order to come up close, you’ll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too

(That wasn't no sample nigga!)

Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past

Fuck your Louis flag, popping benji tags on your wifey’s ass

That’s out of line, but in living color?

I’m more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist