Jeune Ras — Rubik's Cube song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Rubik's Cube" by Jeune Ras.
Lyrics
La vie est un casse-tête, comme un Rubik’s Cube galère
J’tourne au carré quand faudrait tourner en tube sa mère
Le jeu en vaut la chandelle, sérieux des fois j’me demande
Si je ne serai pas mieux sans elle, cette vie nous met à l’amende /
La tise est allemande, les splifs sont californiens
Les pneus qui crissent quand on se lance, on se dit «vas-y vaurien ! «Nos miss sont pleines de talent, les vôtres sont mornes hein
Donc biz je mets pas d’amende à celui qui ne vaut rien /
Donc j’passe ma vie comme au paradis car j’sais
Qu’y’a rien après au mieux y’aura l’enfer
Merde je l’ai dit ca va peut-être casser tes rêves
Tu m’dira que non, j’te dirai: «Tant mieux mon frère «/
(Down, down, down) Tant mieux mon frais
Et si on s’retrouve là-haut on s’mettra une bière
Un stick blindé d’herbe, ma weed sera verte
On vivra à perte vers l’eternel /
Chorus (Jeune Ras & Knightstalker):
J’suis dans un labyrinthe, 4 couleurs, Rubik’s Cube
La vie est douleur donc on titube
What’s real? What’s fake? — What's true? What’s false?
Yes you know what is when you go through ya thoughts
Changement de face, changement de coté
Quand ils retournent leurs vestes j’suis juste là à smoker
What’s real? What’s fake? — What's true? What’s false?
Yes you know what is when you go through ya thoughts
Verse 2 (Knightstalker):
Knightstalker, Jeune Ras, we’re born to work hard
‘n serve bars just as dark as a somber churchyard
World stars in the makin tho' this life’s unpredictable
You neva know what’s next ‘n sometimes its contradictable /
It’s sumthin like a riddle, abrasive like bristles
Cause life comes in all types of flavas like skittles
Straight thru the middle ‘n always straight forward
I never look back ‘n of course I ain’t torpid /
My thoughts ain’t altered by the shifty media
‘n I don’t believe everything on Wikipedia
It’s about self-confidence ‘n self-education
Or your mind gon' die a slow death by starvation /
Dat’s why I do what I do, I’m in a movement mood
Droppin' rude tunes — improvin' my blueprint, dude
But fuck a feud cause my rhymes ‘n my music’s true
‘n now you might be confused: Life’s a rubik’s cube /
Chorus (Jeune Ras & Knightstalker)
Lyrics translation
Life is a puzzle, like a Rubik's Cube galley
I turn to square when should Tube his mother
The game is worth the candle, serious sometimes I wonder
If I won't be better off without her, this life puts us at a fine /
The tise is German, the splifs are Californian
The tires that scream when you start, you say to yourself, " go, asshole ! "Our misses are full of talent, yours are dark huh
So biz I don't fine the one who's worth nothing /
So I spend my life like in Paradise because I know
That there is nothing after at best there will be hell
Shit, I said it might break your dreams.
You'll tell me No, I'll tell you, "so much the better my brother «/
(Down, down, down) so much the better my fresh
And if we meet up there, we'll have a beer.
A stick armored with grass, my weed will be green
We will live in loss to the Lord /
Chorus (Young Ras & Knightstalker):
I'm in a maze, 4 colors, Rubik's Cube
Life is pain so we falter
What's real? What's fake? - What's true? What's false?
Yes you know what is when you go through ya thoughts
Change of face, change of side
When they flip their jackets I'm right there at smoker
What's real? What's fake? - What's true? What's false?
Yes you know what is when you go through ya thoughts
Verse 2 (Knightstalker):
Knightstalker, young Ras, we're born to work hard
'n serve bars just as dark as a somber churchyard
World stars in the makin tho ' this life's unpredictable
You neva know what's next ' n sometimes its contradictory /
It's sumthin like a riddle, abrasive like bristles
Cause life comes in all types of flavas like skittles
Straight through the middle ' N always straight forward
I never look back ' N of course I ain't torpid /
My thoughts ain't altered by the shifty media
'n I don't believe everything on Wikipedia
It’s about self-confidence ‘n self-education
Or your mind gon' die a slow death by starvation /
Dat’s why I do what I do, I’m in a movement mood
Droppin' rude tunes — improvin' my blueprint, dude
But fuck a feud cause my rhymes ‘n my music’s true
‘n now you might be confused: Life’s a rubik’s cube /
Chorus (Jeune Ras & Knightstalker)