Eminem - Lucifer (Русский перевод) de Eminem

(The Coup de Grâce is the final shot)
(Right between the eyes)
(Also known) haha
(As the kill shot) people, yeah
(Something to stop the pain) woo
It feels so good to be (bad) back
Alright, here we go, alright, I'ma start this, I got it

Before I get banned, kicked off Twitter
And TikTok 'cause they so damn ticked off, bitter
They want me to bounce (like what?) like a fabric softener
We just got rid of Ye, go kick rocks with him (ayy)
But Dre on beats with the white-faced blondie on the mic
Is like (what?) havin' Steady B and Cool C in the ride
Like we rap and did a little bank robbery on the side
So they want beef, we can make like Bonnie and collide
Haters can meet the same exact fate as my dad, wait
Least he didn't miss me graduate (okay, yeah, great)
But, mom, do I still act eight?
Uh, maybe a little, Debbie (what?) like a snack cake (slut)

But if this is what he do to his mom
Imagine what he'd do to you, I'm a lunatic armed
And if it's you I use to clip on, for you to respond
Is ludicrous, ma, look at what your uterus spawned, Lucifer

Must be a cold day in Hell (yeah)
Tell me, what have we done? (Woah)
Take me out my misery, I bought Heaven when it was up for sale
And now I need a refund, bae (yeah)
(Wait, what the fuck? Where'd I put my?)

I think someone messed with my meds probably (yo, who took my)
I bet it's my ex, Molly, that I've bludgeoned to death
Already severed the head, I smell the fresh scent of flesh rottin'
So it's breakfast in bed if I wake up next to a dead body (ah)
Multiple lacerations, contusions, abrasions, bruises (yeah)
Hallucinations, delusions, abusive, my language usage
They lose it when Dre produced it, as soon as he plays the music (wow)
It's lunacy, treat the beat like a choice, Shady chews it
Now all I see is dollar signs, losers
Bitch, I was in them trenches like them Columbine shooters
I was down bad, broke and almost abandoned hope (now what?)
Now my followers are like a Satanic cult (what?)
Yeah, they listen to me like when Manson spoke (shh)
They say I don't know struggle no more, that's a joke (haha)
Bitch, the fuckin' elevator in my mansion's broke (see?)
I have to walk like half a block to get a can of Coke (damn)
And Candace O, I ain't mad at her (ah)
I ain't gon' throw the fact bitch forgot she was Black back at her
Laugh at her like them crackers she's backin' after her back is turned
In a cute MAGA hat with her brand-new White Lives Matter shirt (haha, nope)
Or say this MAGA dirtbag in a skirt just opened the biggest can of worms
On the whole planet Earth, call her Grand Wizard (yeah), Klandace (haha)
Or Grand Dragon or, like the national anthem, I won't stand for the tramp (why?)
But I can't diss her 'cause my plans are to get in her pants
And I'll blow my chance if I answer back to her
My shit is like takin' Deborah Mathers at her word
Yeah, I'm that absurd, we had a spat, then afterwards
We squashed the beef like a hamburger patty or, should I say, gigantic turd?
'Cause I put that shit to bed like Amber Heard at a Mattress Firm (slut)

But if this is what he do to his mom
Imagine what he'd do to you (haha), I'm a lunatic armed
And if it's you I use to clip on, for you to respond
Is ludicrous, ma, look at what your uterus spawned, Lucifer

This must be a cold day in Hell (yeah)
Tell me, what have we done? (Woah)
Take me out my misery, I bought Heaven when it was up for sale
And now I need a refund, bae (yeah)

So whether you friend or you are foe (woah)
Far as bars go, even fuckin' retards know (yeah)
That as far as smoke with me, I don't think it'd be smart, so (woah)
Might as well go lookin' for smoke with Lamar, bro (yeah, yeah)
But, Marshall
You're gettin' more perverse every time you record a verse and
It's like you came from 2000, stepped out a portal, cursin'
Hurlin' horrible slurs towards the world and
Why can't you make fun of people behind their backs like a normal person?
But when you reach these heights, freedom of speech dies (what?)
With every line that I recite, them PC police try
To throw me in jail with no bail like a Peace Prize
For all of them years (what?) they reduced me to tears (yeah)
Tried to shrink me to pea-sized, only to see my (what?)
Self-esteem rise, now these are my replies (mmm)
They made me eat shit (shit), I fed it back to 'em three times (yeah)
Stepfather's the only (what?) one I ever been beat by (haha)
Squeeze mics like Burmese py' (yeah)
'Thons (yeah), here's for each time (what?)
You sleep on the flow (what?), ho, you hear these strings climb (yeah)
You reap what you sow (so what?), so first I must weave rhymes (yeah)
So seamlessly, then I'ma leave eyes in a state of disbelief, my
Genius is a trait, so the gap's in our genes, right? (Haha, the gap)
At least that's what it seems like
And I'm Lucifer and Dre's the producer for the Antichrist

(El golpe de gracia es el disparo final)
(Justo entre los ojos)
(También conocido) jaja
(Como el disparo de la muerte) gente, sí
(Algo para detener el dolor) woo
Se siente tan bien estar (malo) de vuelta
Bien, allá vamos, bien, voy a comenzar esto, lo tengo

Antes de que me prohíban, me echen de Twitter
Y TikTok porque están tan molestos, amargados
Quieren que me vaya (cómo?) como un suavizante de telas
Recién nos deshicimos de Ye, vete a patear piedras con él (ayy)
Pero Dre en los beats con la rubia cara blanca en el micrófono
Es como (qué?) tener a Steady B y Cool C en el auto
Como si rapeáramos y hubiéramos hecho un pequeño atraco en el banco al lado
Así que quieren pelea, podemos hacer como Bonnie y chocar
Los haters pueden encontrarse con el mismo destino que mi papá, espera
Al menos no se perdió mi graduación (vale, sí, genial)
Pero, mamá, aún actúo como si tuviera ocho años?
Uh, tal vez un poco, Debbie (qué?) como una merienda (zorra)

Pero si esto es lo que hace a su mamá
Imagina lo que te haría a ti, soy un lunático armado
Y si eres tú a quien utilizo para atacar, para que respondas
Es ridículo, mamá, mira lo que tu útero engendró, Lucifer

Debe ser un día frío en el infierno (sí)
Dime, qué hemos hecho? (Woah)
Sácame de mi miseria, compré el Cielo cuando estaba en venta
Y ahora necesito un reembolso, cariño (sí)
(Espera, dónde demonios puse mi?)

Creo que alguien manipuló mis medicamentos probablemente (oye, quién tomó mi?)
Apostaría que es mi ex, Molly, a la que he masacrado
Ya corté la cabeza, huelo el fresco aroma de la carne podrida
Así que es desayuno en la cama si despierto al lado de un cadáver (ah)
Múltiples laceraciones, contusiones, abrasiones, moretones (sí)
Alucinaciones, delirios, abusivo, mi uso del lenguaje
Lo pierden cuando Dre lo produce, tan pronto como toca la música (wow)
Es locura, trato al ritmo como una elección, Shady lo mastica
Ahora todo lo que veo son signos de dólar, perdedores
Perra, estaba en esas trincheras como esos tiradores de Columbine
Estaba mal, quebrado y casi abandonando la esperanza (y ahora qué?)
Ahora mis seguidores son como un culto satánico (qué?)
Sí, me escuchan como cuando Manson hablaba (shh)
Dicen que ya no conozco la lucha, eso es un chiste (jaja)
Perra, el maldito ascensor en mi mansión está roto (ves?)
Tengo que caminar como media cuadra para conseguir una lata de Coca-Cola (maldita sea)
Y Candace O, no estoy enojado con ella (ah)
No voy a recordarle el hecho de que la zorra olvidó que era negra
Ríete de ella como esos blancos a los que ella apoya después de que les da la espalda
Con un lindo sombrero MAGA con su nueva camiseta de Vidas Blancas Importan (jaja, no)
O decir que esta bolsa de basura MAGA en una falda abrió la lata más grande de gusanos
En todo el planeta Tierra, llámala Gran Bruja (sí), Klandace (jaja)
O Gran Dragón o, como el himno