Текст песни Family Tree (Merky Ace) с переводом

Family Tree

No, you can’t break a branch off the family tree

Cause I will get a stick from the family tree

Yeah, I eat with the fam, that’s family tea

I wanna get family P

So when I get dough, the whole family sees

If I open doors, I cut family keys

E45 and big blue Vaseline

Extra Razac, oh, they know

That is not what I mean

When I say that I wanna get family cream

I mean cash ruling everything around my team

Don’t say ergh if you’re not in Family Tree

Cause you won’t get a «safe» or a spud

Or a «wah gwan?» or a «what's good?»

Or M and the rest of the Family Tree

Tried set me up and failed, I’ve got knowledge

45 nose is Asian, that’s longage

Open your head, that’s strawberry porridge

Roll with a darg all day like Wallace

There’s fire in my camp, I’ll shoot it like knowledge

Nicked couple times so I know what a hog it

Come to a set on my ones, I’ll hog it

Anyone hypes an MC, I’m dropping

Uh

I’ll turn your girlfriend’s yard to a coffin

Fuck the whore in the chest, leave the bitch in a mess

Still stressed out, scared and coughing

It’s deeper than sobbing

Baseball bat man for the food we’re robbing

Thinking you’re hard in your whip

Until you get banged in the car park, don’t mean dogging

If you want, you can go for the green

I will not stop till I see red

If I was you, I would start agreeing

You don’t know 'bout the books I’ve read

Couldn’t give a fuck about a human being

Man ah move evil, one step ahead

12 gauge shotty to the back of your bean

Know what that means, see-through head

Nuh bun a big scud, just a likkle diet

Nuh bun a big scud, just a likkle diet

If I see feds and I’m on my way home

There’s a fence nearby, trust me, I’ll fly it

Nuh wan' a big bird, 623

Nuh wan' a big bird, 623

I’ll duppy man and leave no evidence

You only nick me for the food and Ps

I’m out here, can’t tell me about day

Never could you ever tell me about weight

If a shot calls me and I’m beating a chick

I will never ever tell that shot to wait

I don’t do this for the gash, I do this for the cash

I’m out for the papes

I’ll box any grime fan right in his face

If you try show me unnecessary hate

Look

You can get your headtop filled with lead

Get burnt for your dough, that’s toast for your bread

So you better dis-jam before you get spread

Don’t like pop so I burn commersh

Like say I was an OG dread

Switch off the TV, tell a man bed

I’ve come for the box, don’t show me a Z

Uh

Boil up your bean like veg

Punch out your two front teeth like Reg

Age 18 but ACE is a ledge

You think you know me just like edge

Till you get blown back over a hedge

Bet you wish you weren’t hyping to me

Now you’re downstairs with the devil all dead, ghosting

Come, let’s swing out

Man must wanna see strap get bring out

No, I don’t mean Mario Kart

When I say that shells from the ride will fling out

Straight-up grime, no, I will not sing out here

Not just an MC, I’m real out there

Anybody test, get kill out here

You don’t wanna see your brain spill out

If I was you, blud, I would just chill out

You don’t wanna end up dead

Black tag on the leg, in the morgue all frozen

Didn’t wanna chill out so now you’re in a chillout

What? You’ve got a strap?

I’ll nick your cam to show I move ill out

Merky ACE, I gain beef daily

War is something I cannot live without

Been real on the curb from early morning

Rolling about with dem type of straps

Black gloves with a hoodie on, mask and a woolly on

Five man deep, yeah, dem type of rats

Man looking rich, yeah, dem type of cats

Powder-like substance, dem type of wraps

Nike, New Era, Kangol and Forreduci

Only wear dem type of hats

Lightskin, darkskin batty and a nice face

Only beat dem type of gash

Merky verse three man on my lonesome

Dun know that I will win dem type of clash

«Go suck your mum», talk dem type of trash

Get laced in your face with what type of mash?

45 pumpy and a 38

Get laced in your face with dem type of mash

Uh, my phone, who’s this?

Oh, it’s Faze

Yo, Merky

What’s going on? Listen

Man’s heard the tune, yeah, the Family Tree one

Like, definitely feeling that, you fucked shit up

But, like, what man’s saying is, yeah

You’ve gotta spit that flow, that Gully '06 flow

You know them ones? Just go fuck it up still

I hear what you’re saying, fam, differently

I was just thinking the same

Family Tree

No, you can’t break a branch off the family tree

Cause I will get a stick from the family tree

Yeah, I eat with the fam, that’s family tea

I wanna get family P

So when I get dough, the whole family sees

If I open doors, I cut family keys

E45 and big blue Vaseline

Astral rays like oh, they know

That is not what I mean

When I say that I wanna get family cream

I mean cash ruling everything around my team

Don’t say ergh if you’re not in Family Tree

Cause you won’t get a «safe» or a spud

Or a «wah gwan?» or a «what's good?»

Or M and the rest of the Family Tree

And you can try send for my gang

I will call couple dans, I’ll be there, I’m not prang

I’ll be waving the swam, you can try hold your girl

She’ll get sliced like ham when the sword’s in my hand

Say cheese like flam when the flash done bang

Got a call from a couple of man who want a couple of grands

To leave organs burnt and tanned

Not a holiday ting, no sun and sand

In beef, bullets dem ah rain like showers

I leng a man down with the dirtiest Ray J round

Roll up, you’ll be throwing up blood

When the bombs blowing up like terrorists on the underground

Three deep guys with beards

Faze, Ego, can’t forget Gully

They’ll push something in your sister’s gown

If she try call feds when the war’s going down

When the war’s going down, if she try call feds

We’ll be aiming at heads or the movers' legs

We’re out for the bread, you can get toast

For the gwop in your safe, place all red

If you wanna be safe, don’t wanna be dead

Then you better hand over the Ps and Zs

I don’t really care how much you pump in the gym

I’m skinny but I’ve got a screw loose in my head

I’m skinny but I’ve got a screw loose in my head

If I can’t get you, get your boy instead

If I can’t get him, get your mum instead

If I can’t get her, then your sibling’s dead

You can try run, you can try hide

I’ll force you to find me on the same night

I’ll be ready and waiting, death on sight

Switch off the light, goodnight