Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Is There Any Love by Kid Cudi from Italian to English.
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Heads up, nigga
Heads up, nigga
Off jump, boo, Cudi give ya funk
Off jump, boo, Cudi give ya funk
Hit ya in your head then it work it to your rump
Hit ya in your head then it work it to your rump
Hatin' niggas can hate, leave 'em all stumped
Hatin' niggas can hate, leave 'em all stumped
They gotta like a nigga, call me Obama
They gotta like a nigga, call me Obama
Not a hypebeast while you beast for the hype
Not a hypebeast while you beast for the hype
Yeah, I'm the underdog, story of my life
Yeah, I'm the underdog, story of my life
Matter fact, I dreamed that I lived twice
Matter fact, I dreamed that I lived twice
Once as a slave who imagined bein' free
Once as a slave who imagined being free
And made it out happy for his family and his seed
And made it out happy for his family and his seed
And now me, you can call me Mr. Friendly
And now me, you can call me Mr. Friendly
One life to live, but no actin' like my nigga Friendy
One life to live, but no actin' like my nigga Friendy
Can't stand evil bitches with they Fendi
Can't stand evil bitches with they Fendi
All they do is envy and plot up on my loins
All they do is envy and plot up on my loins
I give you options, baby, flip a coin
I give you options, baby, flip a coin
You get McDonalds, forget the sirloin
You get McDonalds, forget the sirloin
Hatin' my mackin', they askin'
Hatin' my mackin', they askin'
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world?
In this world?
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world?
In this world?
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world of ours?
In this world of ours?
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world?
In this world?
Folarin, the muse of the hater
Folarin, the muse of the hater
That music is greater, stupid nigga, bring your face up
That music is greater, stupid nigga, bring your face up
Bamas surprised, deprived from attention
Bamas surprised, deprived of attention
The pride of the district arise so they listenin'
The pride of the district arise so they listenin'
From where gorillas territorial for inches
From where gorillas territorial for inches
When it come to pistols, these niggas don't John Lynch them
When it come to pistols, these niggas don't John Lynch them
Off rip that's genius
Off rip that's genius
You niggas so-so like seamstress
You niggas so-so like seamstress
No more amore, I refuse to force you
No more love, I refuse to force you
Maybe I lack the fortitude to try to court you
Maybe I lack the fortitude to try to court you
Of course they all hate
Of course they all hate
Early adapters agree they all late
Early adapters agree they all late
So what that say about my watch?
So what that say about my watch?
To y'all minds I'm like a UK clock
To y'all minds I'm like a UK clock
Hours ahead, so wack niggas is sayin'
Hours ahead, so wack niggas is sayin'
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world?
In this world?
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world?
In this world?
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world of ours?
In this world of ours?
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world?
In this world?
I was born to do the damn thing
I was born to do the damn thing
Story of Cudi, nigga, getting out my dreams
Story of Cudi, nigga, getting out my dreams
Zero options to choose
Zero options to choose
Living in a box full of Cuyahoga booze, and listen
Living in a box full of Cuyahoga booze, and listen
I stayed away from reading The Plain Dealer
I stayed away from reading The Plain Dealer
Most of my niggas back in Cleveland were playin' dealers
Most of my niggas back in Cleveland were playin' dealers
Who whipped Supremes, the candy-painted eyes
Who whipped Supremes, the candy-painted eyes
But the love from the boppers had him watchin' they rise
But the love from the boppers had him watchin' they laugh
Wasn't no love for a nigga in the smug
Wasn't no love for a nigga in the smug
Sipping out a cup, a concoction for cruising
Sipping out a cup, a concoction for cruising
High off life? My nigga not even
High off life? My nigga not even
I'ma go to war with the Devil 'til we're even
I'ma go to war with the Devil 'til we're even
Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing
Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing
No commentary, my man, I come out swinging
No commentary, my man, I come out swinging
And this will be the song that we sing
And this will be the song that we sing
Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping
Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world?
In this world?
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world?
In this world?
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world of ours?
In this world of ours?
Is there any love
Is there any love
In this world?
In this world?
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