T.Love — King song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "King" by T.Love.
Lyrics
Mwiono o nim King
W miecie wietej Wiey
Pamietam z podstawwki
Jak caowa sie z papieem
Przejeda te sekretarz
Gdy przecinano wstege
Kingy poszed na wagary
Pomarzy o czym innym
By zawsze troche z boku
Na bakier troche by W szkole nikt nie wiedzia
Czym King naprawde y To byo troche pniej
Mia przyjacike Ewe
Mieszkali wiec bez lubu
I klepali sodk biede
Dawali czasem czadu
Bo lubili lekkie dragi
Znajomych byo wielu
Wieczory i poranki
Uwaaj na ssiadw swych
Bo lubi dawa cynk
Ty wiesz kto rzdzi w miecie
Tu biskup z komisarzem, King
Tak mwi mu przyjaciel
Dugi, chudy Lolo
Kiedy wyszli na ulice
Zapali spliffa z col
Mam dosy tego miasta
Czerwono-czarnej mafii
Czy mnie rozumiesz Lolo
Czy wiesz co mnie trapi
W mieszkaniu blada Ewa
Wytumaczy pragnie wszystko
Bo komisarz wszed przez okno,
A spod ka wylaz biskup
Co masz w kieszeni, King?
Komisarz spyta w drzwiach
Palicie wci to wistwo
Mielimy wiele skarg
A biskup ypie z boku
To na Kinga, to na Ewe
Wy yjecie tu bezbonie
Mylicie, e nic nie wiem?
Za posiadanie zielska
Dostaniesz dziesie latek
Za nielegalny zwizek z ni Nastepnych pare kratek
Dzi Kingy siedzi w celi
Wspomina dobre dni
Napisa do papiea
Bardzo dugi list
Witeczn wysa kartke
Do samego prezydenta
Lecz nikt o nim ju nie mwi
Nikt o nim nie pamieta
Lyrics translation
He was mentioned by King.
In the town of wiej Wiey
I remember from elementary school.
How to deal with the pope
References
When the ribbon was cut
Kingy went hooking up
He'll dream of something else.
To always be a little on the side
At the end of the day no one would know.
What King really y is byo a little later
Mia ewe's friend
They lived without lubu.
And they patted sodk poverty
They used to rock sometimes.
Because they liked light drugs.
Notable people
Evenings and mornings
Watch out for your neighbors
Because he likes dawa.
You know who's in charge of the city.
Bishop with Commissioner, King
That's what a friend tells him.
Big, skinny Lolo
When they took to the streets
Smoke spliff with col
I'm sick of this town.
Red and Black Mafia
Do you understand me, Lolo?
Do you know what's bothering me?
In pale Eve's apartment
He'll wipe everything out.
Because the commissioner came through the window,
And from under the helmet
What's in your pocket, King?
The commissioner will ask at the door
You're smoking this thing.
We've had a lot of complaints.
And the bishop of ypie on the side
That's for King, that's for Ewe.
You guys live here without fear.
You're wrong, I don't know anything?
For possession of weed
You'll get ten years.
For an illegal relationship with ni next pair of bars
Dzi Kingy is in a cell
Recalls the good days
Write to the pope
A very big letter
References
To the president himself
But no one's talking about him.
No one remembers him.