Translation of the song lyrics 08 - Bad Art

08 (original)

Bad Art on majas
Bad Art on majas
Bad Art on majas
Anna mulle gramm mitte null koma kaheksa
Korter on kallis ja külmkapp on tühi
Seitse viis null tema pisaraid ei pühi
Näpud tal on püsti, liigub mööda nurgataguseid
Laev on ammu põhjas, ikka tõstavad nad panuseid
Ettekujutustes käib miljonimäng
Üürid tal on maksmata, seljas kallis bränd
Süüdistades kõiki teisi ei tule pähegi
Et tema elu selle pärast paremaks ei lähegi
Mine maga välja, astud nagu oleks libe
Miks oma enda kapsaaeda loopisid sa kive
Seljatagant lõikad, laua pealt imed
Silm tal ei pilgugi, kui annab välja nimed
Mehed mägedes tulevad esinema kraamiga
Mis on kolmeks löödud, nad istuvad sedaanis ja
Märjas unenäos oma peikadega baaris
Tegelt Mustamäe garaazis lahti võetud on ta Yaris, ha
Koma kaheksa, null koma kaheksa
Koma kaheksa, null koma, null koma
Koma kaheksa, null koma kaheksa
Koma kaheksa, null koma, null koma
Null koma
Null koma
Null koma
Anna mulle gramm mitte null koma kaheksa
Ega pikka pidu pole siin sellel värgil
Tutvus selle naisega käib ühel eesmärgil
Olnud sama palju mehi kui on teinud reise
Süüa ta ei tee, õhtusöögiks pakub Lay’s-e
Kodu tal on segamini, puhas ainult pildil
Tema kasutamisõigus olnud päris suurel ringil
Miski pole igavene, lõputult ei veni
See pill töötab maksimaalselt 30-seni
Kuid seni on tal lapsed laiali nagu jalad
Ja isad siplevad nagu ilma veeta kalad
Sõnad on neil ühed, kuid tegu on teine
Ja kiirelt läheb meelest, mida rääkisid nad eile
Istmed on määritud, nad panid seal vist klimmi
Sest oma enda vaenlaselt ta võttis käest kinni
Meie enda tuttavad, rajooniasunikud
Avaldavad poolehoidu neile, kes on kasulikud
Koma kaheksa, null koma kaheksa
Koma kaheksa, null koma, null koma
Koma kaheksa, null koma kaheksa
Koma kaheksa, null koma, null koma
Null koma
Null koma
Null koma
Anna mulle gramm mitte null koma kaheksa

(translation)

Bad Art is in the house
Bad Art is in the house
Bad Art is in the house
Give me a gram not zero point eight
The apartment is expensive and the fridge is empty
Seven five zero does not wipe away her tears
He has his fingers up, moves around corners
The ship is long gone, they're still raising the stakes
There is a million game in imagination
He has unpaid rent, wears an expensive brand
Blaming everyone else is out of the question
That his life won't get better because of it
Go to sleep, you step like it's slippery
Why did you throw stones at your own cabbage garden?
You cut from behind, miracles from the table
He doesn't even blink when he gives out the names
Men in the mountains come to perform with stuff
Which is three, they're sitting in a sedan and
In a wet dream in a bar with your boyfriends
It is actually disassembled in the Mustamäe garage, ha
Point eight, zero point eight
Point eight, zero point, zero point
Point eight, zero point eight
Point eight, zero point, zero point
Zero decimal point
Zero decimal point
Zero decimal point
Give me a gram not zero point eight
There is no long party here on this stuff
I met this woman for one purpose
There have been as many men as there have been journeys
He doesn't eat, he offers Lay's for dinner
His home is a mess, clean only in the picture
His right of use has been in quite a large circle
Nothing is eternal, does not last forever
This pill works for a maximum of 30
But until then, she has children scattered like legs
And fathers flounder like fish out of water
Their words are one, but their actions are different
And you quickly forget what they said yesterday
The seats are greased, they must have put air conditioner in there
For he took the hand of his own enemy
Our own acquaintances, district residents
Show favor to those who are useful
Point eight, zero point eight
Point eight, zero point, zero point
Point eight, zero point eight
Point eight, zero point, zero point
Zero decimal point
Zero decimal point
Zero decimal point
Give me a gram not zero point eight