Translation of the song lyrics Nobody - Sido, Chiddy Bang, Motrip

Nobody (original)

Mir ist scheißegal, was du so getan hast
Wir beide reden erst, wenn du 'ne Hublot am Arm hast
Der Spast sagt, er kann Judo und Spagat
Und dann muss dieser Hurensohn zum Zahnarzt
Mein Leben ist 'ne Party, ich sauf jetzt
'Ne ganze Flasche Jägermeister auf ex
Ich rauche alles, was sich zu 'nem Joint bauen lässt
Und egal, was es kostet, ich kauf es
Während ich zuhause sitze und mein nächstes Koma plane
Gehst du zum Training und formatierst deine Oberarme
Trotzdem kriegst du Angst vor mir, weil ich soviel Koks vertrage
Tja, ich hab’n dickes Fell und 20 Eier — Osterhase
Auf der Welt ist es irgendwo jetzt dunkel (hä?)
Das kenn ich gar nicht, weil die Rolex funkelt
Weibers lasst die Ärsche klatschen, Omas lasst die Titties hängen
Für Paul NZA und mich und für motherfuckin' Chiddy Bang
Who gon' stop us?
Who gon' touch us?
Who gon' fuck with us?
Nobody, nobody
I said I know this might
Be something you dislike
Who could have done it like this?
Nobody, nobody
Oh we does it — And we so above it
Are you trying to book us?
Better up your budget
I’m the man, I’m something like a foot in the lane
My sneakers cost 60 change this some shit that you can’t buy
Shorty want to know, what’s the mantra?
— Gain
They hating but we in Germany — chain
I will conquer lanes, it’s a part of my M. O
Didn’t get his licence but my father a Benz though
Don’t throw your heart away spend it on some cardigan
Or ball too hard and break your knee — Penny Hardaway
This shit is just ashes — Puff it and I pass it
You could say I live the dream — serious Nas shit
Looking at my hotel, it’s serious cabbage
There, you know, brains is the
Eh, the flow is two degree Celcius
Sido, can you show the German hoes where my tally (?) is?
Angefangen mit 17, jahrelang den Kopf gefickt
Bis man irgendwann von der Musik lebt, hoffentlich
Ich schreib nur Lieder in den Block und Labels locken mich
Nein, ich bin kein Dealer in 'nem Rock doch mach die Schotten dicht
Keiner kann mich toppen, Trip, ich halt nicht mal an roten Ampeln
Mein Flow ist Lebenselixir und lässt die Toten wandeln
Du schlägst Wurzeln wie 'ne Tropenpflanze
Ich bin auf dem Mond gelandet
Dieser Flow macht Welle und lässt Boote stranden
Keiner fragt mich, was ich will, also was wollt ihr?
Alle schieben Optik, wenn ich durch die Stadt stolzier
Wenn ich mit Chiddy Bang und Siggy in der City häng
Steigen all die Kiddies mit Digicam aus dem Minivan
Ob 2Pac oder Biggie-Fan, ich kann dir was beibringen
Ich bring euch zurück, es geht um Rhythmus wie beim Seilspringen
Wo ist dein Timing?
Ich glaub du brauchst 'ne Uhr
Dein Text ist voller Fehler — Autokorrektur, Trip
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Nobody (translation)

I don't give a fuck what you've done
We two won't talk until you've got a Hublot on your arm
The spast says he can do judo and the splits
And then this son of a bitch has to go to the dentist
My life is a party, I'm drinking now
A whole bottle of Jägermeister on ex
I smoke anything that can be built into a joint
And no matter what it costs, I'll buy it
While I sit at home and plan my next coma
Do you go to training and format your upper arms
Still, you get scared of me because I can take so much coke
Well, I have a thick skin and 20 eggs — Easter bunny
It's dark somewhere in the world now (huh?)
I don't even know that because the Rolex sparkles
Women let their asses smack, grannies let their titties hang
For Paul NZA and me and for motherfuckin' Chiddy Bang
Who gon' stop us?
Who gon' touch us?
Who gon' fuck with us?
Nobody, nobody
I said I know this might
Be something you dislike
Who could have done it like this?
Nobody, nobody
Oh we does it — And we so above it
Are you trying to book us?
Better up your budget
I'm the man, I'm something like a foot in the lane
My sneakers cost 60 change this some shit that you can't buy
Shorty want to know what's the mantra?
— Gain
They hating but we in Germany — chain
I will conquer lanes, it's a part of my M.O
Didn't get his license but my father a Benz though
Don't throw your heart away spend it on some cardigan
Or ball too hard and break your knee — Penny Hardaway
This shit is just ashes — puff it and I pass it
You could say I live the dream — serious Nas shit
Looking at my hotel, it's serious cabbage
There, you know, brains is the
Eh, the flow is two degrees Celcius
Sido, can you show the German hoes where my tally (?) is?
Started at 17, fucked his head for years
Until you make a living from music at some point, hopefully
I only write songs in the block and labels lure me
No, I'm not a dealer in a skirt, but close the bulkheads
Nobody can top me, Trip, I don't even stop at red lights
My flow is the elixir of life and lets the dead walk
You put down roots like a tropical plant
I landed on the moon
This flow creates waves and strands boats
Nobody asks me what I want, so what do you want?
Everyone pushes optics when I strut around town
When I'm hanging out in the city with Chiddy Bang and Siggy
All the kiddies get out of the minivan with digicams
Whether you're a 2Pac or a Biggie fan, I can teach you something
I'll bring you back, it's about rhythm like jumping rope
Where's your timing?
I think you need a watch
Your text is full of mistakes — autocorrect, trip
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