Translation of the song lyrics paranoid - Mokyo, DEAN

paranoid (original)

So I got paranoid with the drums
I ain’t got time for that, call the troops
I’ve got cheese for wine, made in France
You’re wasting your time, look
Slide on the ground under my feet
My shoes are gone, where is my toe?
Lasers stirred up, in my head blow up
All day I forgot to find out, fade up
I don’t know who turned it on
And turn it off, blue clouds, fade up on the scene
So I got paranoid with the drums
I ain’t got time for that, call the troops
I’ve got cheese for wine, made in France
You’re wasting your time, look
I know they tryna take it from me
Know you tryna tak it from me, shit
그래 어쩌면 이건 미친 소리
But I hear them coming
Fiv in the morning, and I stick to my own thing
While you fuck boys flossin'
Too many phonies and too many stories
Ain’t got time for the party
Know them bitches ain’t worthy
내 머리를 노리는 적이
아니 오늘이 몇일
인지도 몰라 난 병신
예술 외엔 관심이 없지
흘렀대지 몇 년의 시간이
어느새 내 목엔 총이
그새 내 주머니는 비었으니
천천히 다시 거닐어 길거리를
이젠 보여
내 목소리로 곧 도배될 길 거리
So I got paranoid with the drums
I ain’t got time for that, call the troops
I’ve got cheese for wine, made in France
You’re wasting your time, look
Feels like I’m toast, it’s burning out
Like I’m in the Costco, too many boxes
In my home, damn, I didn’t bought
Let me out and through your mind in a box
I got a lot of salt, it’s cold
It’s like a child who’s never done
So I got paranoid with the drums
I ain’t got time for that, call the troops
I’ve got cheese for wine, made in France
You’re wasting your time, look

paranoid (translation)

So I got paranoid with the drums
I ain't got time for that, call the troops
I’ve got cheese for wine, made in France
You're wasting your time, look
Slide on the ground under my feet
My shoes are gone, where is my toe?
Lasers stirred up, in my head blow up
All day I forgot to find out, fade up
I don't know who turned it on
And turn it off, blue clouds, fade up on the scene
So I got paranoid with the drums
I ain't got time for that, call the troops
I’ve got cheese for wine, made in France
You're wasting your time, look
I know they tryna take it from me
Know you tryna tak it from me, shit
yeah maybe this sounds crazy
But I hear them coming
Fiv in the morning, and I stick to my own thing
While you fuck boys flossin'
Too many phonies and too many stories
Ain't got time for the party
Know them bitches ain't worthy
an enemy aiming at my head
no what day is it today
I don't even know, I'm a fool
I'm not interested in anything but art
How many years have passed
Suddenly there's a gun in my neck
Now my pocket is empty
Slowly walking back down the street
I see you now
The streets will soon be covered with my voice
So I got paranoid with the drums
I ain't got time for that, call the troops
I’ve got cheese for wine, made in France
You're wasting your time, look
Feels like I'm toast, it's burning out
Like I’m in the Costco, too many boxes
In my home, damn, I didn't buy
Let me out and through your mind in a box
I got a lot of salt, it's cold
It’s like a child who’s never done
So I got paranoid with the drums
I ain't got time for that, call the troops
I’ve got cheese for wine, made in France
You're wasting your time, look