Jay Z feat. Justin Timberlake - Holy Grail - Video Testo Traduzione

BLOG "Magna Carta...Holy Grail" è l'album #12 del rapper Jay-Z,una delle uscite più attese dell'anno,già n.1 negli States con circa 500mila copie.Una sfilza di produttori di lusso come Timbaland,Pharrell e The Dream e tra le voci che collaborano, troviamo nella traccia d'apertura "Holy Grail" quel Justin Timberlake che ricambia il favore di "Suit & Tie".Questa invece è una traccia hip-hop/R&B gradevole ma ci si poteva aspettare di più e trovo le parti dei due artisti un po' scollate tra loro.
VIDEO TESTO Verse 1: Justin Timberlake] You take the clothes off my back And I let you You steal the food right out of my mouth And I watch you eat it I still don’t know why Why our love is so much Ohhh You curse my name In spite to put me to shame Air all my laundry in the streets Dirty or clean Give it up for fame But I still don’t know why Why I love it so much Yea   [Hook] And Baby It’s amazing I’m in this maze with you I just can’t crack the code One day you screaming you love me loud The next day you’re so cold One day you here, one day you there, one day you care You’re so unfair sipping from the cup Till it runneth over, Holy Grail   [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Blue told me to remind you niggas Fuck that shit y’all talk about I’m the nigga, caught up in all these lights and cameras But look what that shit did to Hammer God-damnit it I like it The bright lights is enticing But look what it did to Tyson All that money in one night 30 mill for one fight But soon as all the money blows, all the pigeons take flight Fuck the fame, keep cheating on me What I do, I took her back, fool me twice That’s my bad, I can’t even blame her for that Enough to make me wanna murder, Momma please just get my bail I know nobody to blame Kurt Cobain, I did it to myself   [Brigde: Justin Timberlake] And we all just entertainers (x2) And we’re stupid, and contagious   [Hook: Justin Timberlake]   [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Now I got tattoos on my body Psycho bitches in my lobby I got haters in the paper Photo shoots with paparazzi Can’t even take my daughter for a walk See them by the corner store I feel like I’m cornered off Enough is enough I’m calling this off Who the fuck I’m kidding though? I’m getting high Sitting low Sliding by In that big body Curtains all in my window This fame hurt But this chain works I think back You asked the same person If this is all you had to deal with Nigga deal with It, this shit ain’t work This light work Camera snapping, my eyes hurt Niggas dying back where I was birthed Fuck your iris and [...]

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