Fordítás: Ákos. A Bosszú Népe.
Now go stand in the corner And think about what you did Ha, time for a little revenge The story starts when it was hot and it was summer And I had it
They say it's gonna take a miracle to bring you back again They say there's nothing they can do But I'm not the only one who sees the possibility in you
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is laggin' See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin' I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
[Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample] As I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind RRRAH
[Nicki Minaj] [Nicki Minaj] I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin so far ahead, these bums is lagging see me in that new thing, bums is gagging I?m starting
One day I'll return, The chosen one, under God, The prodigal son, wreaking havoc And yes I will get my Revenge, Revenge, Revenge, Revenge One life left
I feel upset Let's do some celebrating Come on honey Don't hesitate now Needed you, you withdrew I was so forsaken Ah, but now the tables have turned
I'm the failure, I'm everyone's fool And I'm losing my cool At the end I'm the loser My number's come up I've been hung up with thoughts of revenge Revenge
I walk the streets to see a homeless man With his outstretched hands You know he want somethin' to eat Or maybe another bag of meth for his head But he
Say, yeah, yeah, yeah Say, yeah, yeah Wake up to bow down To the almighty dollar, pay your homage again Boxed in, so get down Buried, now you're livin
[Nicki Minaj] I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin so far ahead, these bums is lagging see me in that new thing, bums is gagging I'm starting to feel like a
Feelin' good Grippin' wood Layin' upon the leather sunny weather rollin' with the windows down low Hittin' kush niggas look cause I'm drinkin' an
They call me dubcuda was the last name Money in my lap doin a buck in the fast lane The passion of a husler I got it And if it aint about money I don
I'm Banged out like the tongue on my chucks Wes,wes,wes,west, ya'll Yeah Hit em again hey Now Dub C Show em What tiiiime it is It ain't hard to figure
[Chorus] I roll my good up, In my Khakies Throw my hood up, keep it OG You know me man, I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me. But these bitches
Well I hope the friend you've thrown yourself with Gets drunk and loses his job And that the road you're walking on Gets cold rocky and hard I couldn