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  1. Hi,
    The forum is not working for mobile users so I am posting a translation request here.

    Can someone please add a translation of The Nosebleed Section by Hilltop Hoods?

    Lyrics:
    [Intro:]
    For my people in the front, (Front!)
    In the nosebleed section. (Section!)

    [Verse 1:]
    This is for the heads that’s loving the mix
    My people in the front, all covered in spit
    Batters in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch (What?)
    Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch
    And we the funk leaders, punks you can’t beat us
    We bump and pump meters, we drunk you chumps need us
    So jump with us, down in the front entrance (if it’s your flavour)
    Your flavour, come get drunk with us (Woo!)
    This life turned out nothing like I had planned (Why not?)
    By now I should’ve had some land
    And some money in my hand, ’round about 50 grand
    But I got nothing (nothin’), I write rhymes on the bus
    I keep suffering (sufferin’), fuck the lines of the dust
    You keep sniffing, that shit is for the punk hoes (Whoa!)
    This shit is for my bros, my people in the front row.

    [Chorus:]
    You know I looked around, for faces I’d know,
    I fell in love with the people in the front row
    (Ho-how!)
    You know I looked around, for faces I’d know,
    I fell in love with the people in the front row
    (Ho-how, check it out!)

    [Verse 2:]
    I got hip-hop taste buds
    I wanna hear that bass when I make love
    Wanna hear some lyrics when I wake up
    Write rhymes to get me through a break up. (Bitch!)
    Rather whiskey straight, no chaser
    Went through 50 breaks, no flavour
    Till I found this one and made the
    Bass hook with the drum, my saviour
    This is the comeback, tongue that’s sharp like a thumbtack
    It’s so tight James is saying: “give my funk back”
    One track, eight track, a-dat, residual
    Noise, band funk that we claim with the digital
    Toys, I’m the Apache, you’re failing to match me
    Throw your hands in the air like you’re hailing a taxi
    And move to the funk flow, you stepping, are you drunk, bro?
    This is for my peeps and the freaks in the front row.

    [Chorus:]
    You know I looked around, for faces I’d know,
    I fell in love with the people in the front row
    (Ho-how!)
    You know I looked around, for faces I’d know,
    I fell in love with the people in the front row
    (Ho-how!)

    [Verse 3:]
    People don’t complain if Suffa’s in here,
    And you’re in the front row, all covered in beer
    And club owners don’t say: “the place is wrecked, it’s your fault” (uh huh)
    If the roof is on fire, it’s an electrical fault
    Man, I bet you all bolt, when I bring it live
    Like Friday night footy, in my hoodie, I can hide
    Get live on the breaks, son, like pace one
    Lads, if you’re heading to the bar, grab your mates one
    Ladies come chill, come rock with me, honey
    I got like half a mil in Monopoly money
    There’s no stopping me, honey, so you can take my hand
    We can lay on the beach and count grains of sand
    And take a plane to Japan and drink sake with mafia
    Fly to Libya for some Bacardi with Gaddafi-a
    Dinner date, followed by a funk show
    We’ll rip off our tops and jump around in the front row.

    [Chorus:]
    You know I looked around, for faces I’d know,
    I fell in love with the people in the front row
    (Ho-how!)
    You know I looked around, for faces I’d know,
    I fell in love with the people in the front row
    (Ho-how!)

    [Bridge:]
    Look me here, and I’m all yours,
    Not for the money and it’s not for the applause, no
    Oh, no, no, no. (It’s for the nosebleed section!)

    [Chorus:]
    You know I looked around, for faces I’d know,
    I fell in love with the people in the front row
    (Ho-how!)
    You know I looked around, for faces I’d know,
    I fell in love with the people in the front row.
    (Ho-how!)

    If you need help with the definitions of the Australian words, I should note:
    Footy = refers to either Australian rules football or rugby (does not refer to soccer or American football)
    Top = shirt (in the last line of the third verse)

    If you’re stuck on any other words then Genius can help.

    Thanks!

  2. Necu da te pitam sta se desilo,mogu da zamislim..
    JUST BREATHE!!!
    bas me smorilo..

    Jos jedan utorak,
    ne, to ne mogu da podnesem
    taj dan je baksuzan..

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