Sport English translation
von Apsilon
Sport Lyrics Übersetzung
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (yeah)
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know
Your people will clap for a nazi if they have to
My people clap nazis off the streets if they have to
Since ovulation in 030 my bro, nobody's looking for profit,
Everything gets shared here, my people don't get into any clubs
So we hang at a corner store, drinking until three
Then slumber like a baby, your people golden mutts
Eat lobster in their cage, knead their souls for dough
Fuck your (ah), fuck your lobster brother, I gobble Spezi
Your homie is scared at the Kotti that a Kanak wil rob him
My homie doesn't want yours to look at him like a bastard (yeah)
You get box seats (yeah), brother we get the box (yeah)
You can say big sentences, we can run
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (yeah)
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (ye-yeah)
My people mix gin on a park bench (yeah)
And your philistine father gets a thick neck like scarlet fever (yeah)
Your people ask for [train] tickets with a smile
My people draw tags on the walls of the subway tunnel
You can't understand us, stay an unwanted guest
Always remain uncomfortable, middle finger 110
M-my people on the street with their fist in the sky (yeah)
Your people bet on wins at the stock market (okay)
My people dark outlook, dark eye bags (yeah)
Yours go with the current, mine go too far
White wine in a plastic cup, hold the Chardonnay like a scepter (scepter)
Blow smoke into the sky (yeah), blow smoke into the sky
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (yeah)
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (ye-yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (yeah)
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know
Your people will clap for a nazi if they have to
My people clap nazis off the streets if they have to
Since ovulation in 030 my bro, nobody's looking for profit,
Everything gets shared here, my people don't get into any clubs
So we hang at a corner store, drinking until three
Then slumber like a baby, your people golden mutts
Eat lobster in their cage, knead their souls for dough
Fuck your (ah), fuck your lobster brother, I gobble Spezi
Your homie is scared at the Kotti that a Kanak wil rob him
My homie doesn't want yours to look at him like a bastard (yeah)
You get box seats (yeah), brother we get the box (yeah)
You can say big sentences, we can run
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (yeah)
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (ye-yeah)
My people mix gin on a park bench (yeah)
And your philistine father gets a thick neck like scarlet fever (yeah)
Your people ask for [train] tickets with a smile
My people draw tags on the walls of the subway tunnel
You can't understand us, stay an unwanted guest
Always remain uncomfortable, middle finger 110
M-my people on the street with their fist in the sky (yeah)
Your people bet on wins at the stock market (okay)
My people dark outlook, dark eye bags (yeah)
Yours go with the current, mine go too far
White wine in a plastic cup, hold the Chardonnay like a scepter (scepter)
Blow smoke into the sky (yeah), blow smoke into the sky
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (yeah)
Your homies hang with the police (yeah)
Run without stopping, no time (yeah)
Cops on the heels of my Nike Airforce is sport
Yeah, you know, yeah you know (ye-yeah)
Writer(s): Al Julian Asare-tawiah, Dominik Beerli, Jan Christoph Gilles, Apsilon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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