Fadaei - بیلیط (Bilit) (превод на английски)

Fadaei – بیلیط

превод на английски

английски

Превод

Ticket

"Government, with the support from people's votes, can do things and solve issues"

Shut up

Hossein, Hosein, Ho3ein...

Barev

Don't bash on your chest, here is no religious gathering

Tell the truth, in what part of yourself you hid that machete?

The cheap careless homeless

wants to be the sound of Persian Rap

Bitch, it's about power not being ancient

All that is left for them is to go to mosques on Friday nights

If rap is a school, these are monitors

All they know is just talking trash behind our back

If we become silent, then who'll talk about Abaan, sweetheart?

Stop it, you'll get more embarrassed in front of your fans.

I won't leave you with a good night of sleep, they call me the night hag

Oh almost forgot, take the cotton out of your nostrils before you do a line

I'll tell him to give you rat poison,

to the guy who you take your cocaine from, you idiot

I'll put you to the ground like Judokas

Go away I'll fuck you and NIAC

If you lean more than this your bullet whole (a-hole) will be visible in front of the guy

The margins of the page start to break

In here, kids spit fire

He shows fake balances to the people

It's not personal, we cut the brakes but you have your rear lights burnt (for how long you've been going backwards)

It's all quantity with no quality

Your shootings are like our stone-plays

I'm not on the weight (also meaning getting done in Persian) every day like you,

but my dossiers are heavier from your weight

Fake statue, you got assembled with spit, quick fixes and patches

Cheap snitch, you have no conscious

You have balls, only for goofing around with chicks

You let Sadegh down just for 5 grams

They say:

"It's not about trying, it's about greed"

Free, Cheap, they are just a "feat" [tag]

They tell Tala and Tina, "Shake it so I can make profit"

Does Beethoven get burnt? Sit the hell down so I put Betadine on you

We kept being away, they thought they are gang

We made the infrastructure so the game can be more stable

I'm alive for I have killed a judge

They have no idea that our spy is among the enemies

The parasite to the society

To where you are running? I just wanted to fit my shoe deep down in your throat

You are lawless, bloody like Jesus

Looking for a street fight

We usually aim for the neck

The spirit is soft, a guy of wordplays and pen

Like an executioner but without a whip

I make the body of the paper all black (bruised)

Say the prayers, bring a [corpse] shroud

Get in teams, Fadaei fucks all singlehandedly

You are one who always had a colourful and expensive pencil case (you don't know how it's to be poor and have problems)

They always clapped for you being a kissass

This is not a verse, it's a ticket for you to get among pilgrims

Next to the Seyed Mostafa in the government pilgrimage bus

You become perfect [then]

When I see people like you I say how good of a thing the prevention is

You are frightened like you were in Nomre and you saw a blade (in relation to the line: "you become perfect" means you are afraid you lose your position, also works as a death threat in a more literal sense)

The end results are obvious and pre-determined, then why you fuck yourself this early?

With the betting money, you won't go so far

Yes, you have turned but what about the road?

Live humbly, die manly

You have all the prises

A lion doesn't need a crown

Our works get played in the cells

before execution, [getting whispered] under the lips

Who is god? I'm the one who doesn't let you to see an old age

I'll hang you from the ceiling nail

Moltafet means the slippery slope of death

I'll bury you at the end and city management will put asphalt on it

Why you keep running away? You seem you just have started

My verses made their leader (Hossein) do miracles

He records videotapes without a camera

Addict idiot, don't even talk

What do you even know of art?

You gotta go to Mosala and read prayers

If you are Hossein, I'm Yazid

Here is Karbala

I won't let a head for you [on your body]

We kept being away, they thought they are gang

We made the infrastructure so the game can be more stable

I'm alive for I have killed a judge

They have no idea that our spy is among the enemies

If we see show off gangs, a heavy slap behind the neck

"Guidance to the good deeds...", a kiss, "...Correction from the wrongdoings"

I'm like Khamenei

Moltafet fans are respected for me and the rest are enemies

He wanted to do a double tackle, I did a counter-attack submission

What a waste of breath

I'll put a shroud on you like a corpse

It's the end of the time for you

But for me, it's just an awesome verse

Should we call you the Master of Lies?

Or the Butcher of Money?

What you have heard about us?

You are more common than what Yas sings

If you somebody is behind your back, he is not your fan, he is just out enemy

Sweety, you are just a coward

After all these you are just a pitiful guy with a big fat belly

In a rented Benz, complication coloured,

You clean the cold sweat on your forehead with your cheap reusable clothe

Buy a ticket, you are the guy who doesn't have money issues (sarcastic)

The city has been empty for a while, he developed bad habits

He is upset, he made a wrong move now he has to make up (uses religious terminology)

In the ministry, they call him "Brother Hosein"

All you learnt from the alphabet was the r of running away, we've seen how you did so lately

He is basically illiterate

Then it doesn't matter with one s, or two, (Hossein/Hosein/Ho3ein), it won't make much of a difference (to him)

"In the mornings, afternoons, at the nights," you kiss ass in your uniform

I've heard you teamed up with the jerky Mostafa lately

If you wear an Amaame, everybody will say: "Oh,

He looks like Mojtaba so much"

What do you want from the underground even?

You gotta go bash on your chest (in religious gatherings and ceremonies)

He says let's be friends, it's too late tho

You've sold yourself so you can buy what?

Your story ends you are like the dicky Reza

Crazy dude of all the central province, all the city, Tehran

Qazal, wherever you name, other countries

We kept being away, they thought they are gang

We made the infrastructure so the game can be more stable

I'm alive for I have killed a judge

They have no idea that our spy is among the enemies

Sylvester Estanole, where are you now?

You've gone to the mountains to exercise/practice?

Or you've gone to the jungle to knife the trees?

You even have access to the archives,

tell your intelligent agent friends to look up how much weight

You like BitQueen? (common misspell and typo of BitCoin among Persians)

If you want some give me your blockchain so I can transfer some Ether to your then go and buy some real ones (reference to the "fake balance" controversy)

Also, if Agha Miri has something to say about forgiveness, being lenient and stuff

tell him to say it himself, why he sends you?

Don't be a puppet/messager Ho3ein

Where is the Rose flower [btw]? Flower pot

And my last words to say here:

Even if all of you unite,

You cannot make the M in Moltafet

Fadaei, Mahdyar, Moltafet

Deadly like always

- You are the gang of Araak, Qazal and everywhere?

Nowhere, I'm nothing for god's sake

- Ok... Go on...