| Song | Lost in Translation |
| Artist | Diabolic |
| Album | The Disconnect |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Sean George |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Sean George |
| [00:07.53][Verse 1] | |
| [00:10.26] | I feel like I committed seven deadly sins, left hoping that the heavens let me in, let's begin |
| [00:15.27] | Where friends become strangers, hard to keep in contact |
| [00:18.09] | I deal with the devil for my soul and breach the contract |
| [00:20.88] | Beyond that, I don't got a clue, but promise you, the cops who |
| [00:23.64] | Popped Diallo wouldn't take a shot at what I'ma do |
| [00:26.13] | I'ma take the common view of this prison planet |
| [00:28.41] | Mix some havoc in it, give it back as something cinematic |
| [00:31.20] | Cut from a different cloth, every stitch and fabric inside me |
| [00:34.29] | Is designed to find peace amidst the madness |
| [00:36.42] | 'Bolic's inner demons become so interactive they're speaking in tongues on records if you spin it backwards |
| [00:41.58] | It's the classic, getting lost in translation, I've written metaphors that left the author's hand shaking |
| [00:46.65] | The plan's shaping up to be something special, so when the |
| [00:49.35] | Dust is settled I'll be on another level above |
| [00:51.87] | Puffing medical bud, making spectacles of whoever's |
| [00:54.90] | Kept on a pedestal 'cuz, most of ya'll find appeal |
| [00:57.78] | Like a federal judge, signing deals with the devil in blood |
| [01:00.81] | So records'll buzz, mine's an inject-able drug, making brain chemicals flood, like dopamine, when you in love |
| [01:06.78] | Unforgettable like legends or cassettes at U Dub, El or Stretch and Bobbito |
| [01:10.98] | Tell the rest they're not equal, dressed incognito keeping unassuming while the other humans shuck and jive to |
| [01:16.11] | Publicize subtle movements |
| [01:17.61] | 'Bolic's drunk and puking, I'll just stumble through and murk another crew it's nothing new, where the **** have you been? |
| [01:22.50][Verse 2] | |
| [01:32.85] | Peep the Earth's design, the way it works in my parts |
| [01:35.58] | The perfect lines on this burner serve as fine art |
| [01:38.34] | And it doesn't matter how disturbed our lives are |
| [01:40.50] | 'Cuz we're all worldwide stars in certain dive bars |
| [01:43.32] | Five-star restaurants and crowded bodegas |
| [01:45.81] | Bad news: Cash rules, money's alpha omega |
| [01:48.39] | The god we trust got me stuck between a rock and a hard place |
| [01:51.45] | Wanna leave this spot through a stargate |
| [01:53.55] | I've seen a lot and I partake in evil plots |
| [01:56.01] | Scheming, not ceasing till my heart rate and breathing stops |
| [01:58.80] | For god's sake, I see the clock, just how long has it been? |
| [02:01.47] | Long enough to end before it begins, I got visions |
| [02:04.29] | Politicians tossed in a bin, filled with more lead than water in Flint |
| [02:07.83] | Absorbed in their skin, but all I brought was a pen and pad |
| [02:10.71] | No trend or fads, in the lab with more to prove then I ever had |
| [02:14.22] | Never had much, never needed shit |
| [02:16.41] | Two turntables and a mic, I'm readily equipped |
| [02:18.96] | In the home of the fiend, robbing Jenevieve's for scripts |
| [02:21.54] | Raving madmen, microwaved ketamine to snip |
| [02:24.09] | If I just smoke these buds, though I don't need drugs |
| [02:26.73] | It shows they OD off how dope he was, homie |
| [02:29.61] | You don't know me, so don't pre-judge, where I'm from |
| [02:32.40] | The police bang like OG Bloods, and go free |
| [02:35.25] | Channel 12 News keeps it low-key, add it to the list of shit you should know, but won't see |
| [02:40.11] | And I shall proceed and continue to give you what you need so you can see what I've been through |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Sean George |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Sean George |
| [00:07.53][Verse 1] | |
| [00:10.26] | I feel like I committed seven deadly sins, left hoping that the heavens let me in, let' s begin |
| [00:15.27] | Where friends become strangers, hard to keep in contact |
| [00:18.09] | I deal with the devil for my soul and breach the contract |
| [00:20.88] | Beyond that, I don' t got a clue, but promise you, the cops who |
| [00:23.64] | Popped Diallo wouldn' t take a shot at what I' ma do |
| [00:26.13] | I' ma take the common view of this prison planet |
| [00:28.41] | Mix some havoc in it, give it back as something cinematic |
| [00:31.20] | Cut from a different cloth, every stitch and fabric inside me |
| [00:34.29] | Is designed to find peace amidst the madness |
| [00:36.42] | ' Bolic' s inner demons become so interactive they' re speaking in tongues on records if you spin it backwards |
| [00:41.58] | It' s the classic, getting lost in translation, I' ve written metaphors that left the author' s hand shaking |
| [00:46.65] | The plan' s shaping up to be something special, so when the |
| [00:49.35] | Dust is settled I' ll be on another level above |
| [00:51.87] | Puffing medical bud, making spectacles of whoever' s |
| [00:54.90] | Kept on a pedestal ' cuz, most of ya' ll find appeal |
| [00:57.78] | Like a federal judge, signing deals with the devil in blood |
| [01:00.81] | So records' ll buzz, mine' s an inject-able drug, making brain chemicals flood, like dopamine, when you in love |
| [01:06.78] | Unforgettable like legends or cassettes at U Dub, El or Stretch and Bobbito |
| [01:10.98] | Tell the rest they' re not equal, dressed incognito keeping unassuming while the other humans shuck and jive to |
| [01:16.11] | Publicize subtle movements |
| [01:17.61] | ' Bolic' s drunk and puking, I' ll just stumble through and murk another crew it' s nothing new, where the have you been? |
| [01:22.50][Verse 2] | |
| [01:32.85] | Peep the Earth' s design, the way it works in my parts |
| [01:35.58] | The perfect lines on this burner serve as fine art |
| [01:38.34] | And it doesn' t matter how disturbed our lives are |
| [01:40.50] | ' Cuz we' re all worldwide stars in certain dive bars |
| [01:43.32] | Five-star restaurants and crowded bodegas |
| [01:45.81] | Bad news: Cash rules, money' s alpha omega |
| [01:48.39] | The god we trust got me stuck between a rock and a hard place |
| [01:51.45] | Wanna leave this spot through a stargate |
| [01:53.55] | I' ve seen a lot and I partake in evil plots |
| [01:56.01] | Scheming, not ceasing till my heart rate and breathing stops |
| [01:58.80] | For god' s sake, I see the clock, just how long has it been? |
| [02:01.47] | Long enough to end before it begins, I got visions |
| [02:04.29] | Politicians tossed in a bin, filled with more lead than water in Flint |
| [02:07.83] | Absorbed in their skin, but all I brought was a pen and pad |
| [02:10.71] | No trend or fads, in the lab with more to prove then I ever had |
| [02:14.22] | Never had much, never needed shit |
| [02:16.41] | Two turntables and a mic, I' m readily equipped |
| [02:18.96] | In the home of the fiend, robbing Jenevieve' s for scripts |
| [02:21.54] | Raving madmen, microwaved ketamine to snip |
| [02:24.09] | If I just smoke these buds, though I don' t need drugs |
| [02:26.73] | It shows they OD off how dope he was, homie |
| [02:29.61] | You don' t know me, so don' t pre-judge, where I' m from |
| [02:32.40] | The police bang like OG Bloods, and go free |
| [02:35.25] | Channel 12 News keeps it low-key, add it to the list of shit you should know, but won' t see |
| [02:40.11] | And I shall proceed and continue to give you what you need so you can see what I' ve been through |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Sean George |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Sean George |
| [00:07.53][Verse 1] | |
| [00:10.26] | I feel like I committed seven deadly sins, left hoping that the heavens let me in, let' s begin |
| [00:15.27] | Where friends become strangers, hard to keep in contact |
| [00:18.09] | I deal with the devil for my soul and breach the contract |
| [00:20.88] | Beyond that, I don' t got a clue, but promise you, the cops who |
| [00:23.64] | Popped Diallo wouldn' t take a shot at what I' ma do |
| [00:26.13] | I' ma take the common view of this prison planet |
| [00:28.41] | Mix some havoc in it, give it back as something cinematic |
| [00:31.20] | Cut from a different cloth, every stitch and fabric inside me |
| [00:34.29] | Is designed to find peace amidst the madness |
| [00:36.42] | ' Bolic' s inner demons become so interactive they' re speaking in tongues on records if you spin it backwards |
| [00:41.58] | It' s the classic, getting lost in translation, I' ve written metaphors that left the author' s hand shaking |
| [00:46.65] | The plan' s shaping up to be something special, so when the |
| [00:49.35] | Dust is settled I' ll be on another level above |
| [00:51.87] | Puffing medical bud, making spectacles of whoever' s |
| [00:54.90] | Kept on a pedestal ' cuz, most of ya' ll find appeal |
| [00:57.78] | Like a federal judge, signing deals with the devil in blood |
| [01:00.81] | So records' ll buzz, mine' s an inject-able drug, making brain chemicals flood, like dopamine, when you in love |
| [01:06.78] | Unforgettable like legends or cassettes at U Dub, El or Stretch and Bobbito |
| [01:10.98] | Tell the rest they' re not equal, dressed incognito keeping unassuming while the other humans shuck and jive to |
| [01:16.11] | Publicize subtle movements |
| [01:17.61] | ' Bolic' s drunk and puking, I' ll just stumble through and murk another crew it' s nothing new, where the have you been? |
| [01:22.50][Verse 2] | |
| [01:32.85] | Peep the Earth' s design, the way it works in my parts |
| [01:35.58] | The perfect lines on this burner serve as fine art |
| [01:38.34] | And it doesn' t matter how disturbed our lives are |
| [01:40.50] | ' Cuz we' re all worldwide stars in certain dive bars |
| [01:43.32] | Five-star restaurants and crowded bodegas |
| [01:45.81] | Bad news: Cash rules, money' s alpha omega |
| [01:48.39] | The god we trust got me stuck between a rock and a hard place |
| [01:51.45] | Wanna leave this spot through a stargate |
| [01:53.55] | I' ve seen a lot and I partake in evil plots |
| [01:56.01] | Scheming, not ceasing till my heart rate and breathing stops |
| [01:58.80] | For god' s sake, I see the clock, just how long has it been? |
| [02:01.47] | Long enough to end before it begins, I got visions |
| [02:04.29] | Politicians tossed in a bin, filled with more lead than water in Flint |
| [02:07.83] | Absorbed in their skin, but all I brought was a pen and pad |
| [02:10.71] | No trend or fads, in the lab with more to prove then I ever had |
| [02:14.22] | Never had much, never needed shit |
| [02:16.41] | Two turntables and a mic, I' m readily equipped |
| [02:18.96] | In the home of the fiend, robbing Jenevieve' s for scripts |
| [02:21.54] | Raving madmen, microwaved ketamine to snip |
| [02:24.09] | If I just smoke these buds, though I don' t need drugs |
| [02:26.73] | It shows they OD off how dope he was, homie |
| [02:29.61] | You don' t know me, so don' t pre-judge, where I' m from |
| [02:32.40] | The police bang like OG Bloods, and go free |
| [02:35.25] | Channel 12 News keeps it low-key, add it to the list of shit you should know, but won' t see |
| [02:40.11] | And I shall proceed and continue to give you what you need so you can see what I' ve been through |