Текст песни Gone (Mic Righteous) с переводом

Uh, how do I start from where I left off?

You thought I would leave you there, you’re dead wrong

Too headstrong, too much on my chest to get off

My very words like two Tecs, two head shots

Try rub out my footprints, I can’t take that

Back in the day I would have just reacted with a straight jab

Now I ain’t the same man, I’m a lot less laid back

I got another way to gain payback, it’s straight cash

Verbal murder if I ever put you in that body bag

Don’t ever try to wipe away Rocky’s chat

You’ll be in hell if you find yourself on Rocky’s tracks

What’s that? The voice of the devil, you ate the poison they fed you

I bet it boils your vessels, too late to repent

Funny how you can’t sleep but you’re making your bed

You’ll never rest, may your sins eat away at your flesh

And when your head’s this messed you’re probably praying for death

Just like your father (No good)

Maybe you’re just like your mother (No good)

Maybe you’re just like your brother (No good)

Maybe you just like to suffer (No good)

Here it is, motherfucker

Keep hanging

But you won’t be no good til' you’re gone

There was a time when Mic weren’t making moves

Convinced I made it doing nothing till my days were doomed

I’m still nameless but fuck it you’re nameless too

I’ll send the goons to hit your studio and they can take your tunes

You’d get beat up if you weren’t such a weak fuck

Be a man, grow some, hold up

You gonna always be a bitch, be a chich

I could picture you, in the seat you sit

Eating crisps next to another rapper eating shit

You feed to him, don’t let the secrets in, they’re dragging you in

Sweating because I might tell the world what a faggot he is

Ain’t gotta read his lips, I’ll shout at this prick

It’s thanks to you I learnt one big valuable gift

In this industry, you can have the glamour and glitz

Be established, have your old friends wrapping you spliffs

Act a diva but they’ve seen you when you never had shit

Rolly on your limp wrist, but that is just it

You’ve not a home, not a bone in you’re back

No dignity to me, that ain’t a man, that is a bitch

You man are actresses and fuck that

I ain’t reading from your script

I’ve got nothing to lose, you run from the truth

You’ve got hits, a family, a reason to live

You could believe me this

I’m the reason you ain’t six feet deep in a ditch, bitch

Just like your father (No good)

Maybe you’re just like your mother (No good)

Or maybe you’re just like your brother (No good)

Maybe you just like to suffer (No good)

Well here it is, motherfucker

Keep hanging

You can keep hanging on

Keep hanging

But you won’t be no good til' you’re gone

I’ll put a hit on your head, you’ve got a hit on the shelf

Mandem let me get my hands dirty, I’ll just kill him myself

But fuck killing yourself because you live in a shell

Pretending to be someone else, already living in hell

Your whole crew’s held together by a loose screw

Lambz found a rapper he showed me on YouTube

Only a few views, I brought him to the booth

Tried to show him who’s who, listen, he didn’t choose to

Tried to show him light, you can find him in the dark

Brought him to the booth and he was righteous with the bars

I told him snakes move silent in the grass

Now he’s siding with the serpents and he’s signing his advance

Same fakes who tried snipe me in the past

Well he gon' find out when it dies down

Shit hits the fan and comes right round and bites him in the arse

Dog, you know where to find me when it finally falls apart

I thought you were a rider (No good)

Turns out you’re just a liar (No good)

And fuck it, we ain’t the same (No good)

But I can’t blame you for making the same mistakes (No good)

So you know where to find me when it finally falls apart

You know where to find me when it finally falls apart

You know where to find me when it finally falls apart, dog

You know where to find me when it finally falls apart

I’ll be moving at godspeed, my peak I’m beyond reach

And they’re saying we got lucky no, fuck off we got even

No point, turn on the light, dead or alive I’m not leaving at me

I’ma haunt you even if I’m not breathing at me

I’m gone, but I’m not, you can’t stop what can’t be forgot

I’ve got a feeling that my life has got a meaning, don’t you?

Time is not healing those wounds

Spent my life tryna fight for lost freedom, won’t lose

Time won’t heal, na time will kill

Will you survive the ordeal? No we aren’t signing no deal

Unless one penny fills, because I was taught to be real

Still they ignore the foreign and then run away from that production deal

Let me paint a picture like I’m conducting a film

Only difference being what I’m constructing is real

Hear it from the horse’s mouth, no one obstructing your view

Tell it how it is bruv, fuck how you feel

If I could write a documentary on life and what it’s meant to be

Would you cooperate and follow me throughout my legacy

We all carry a prophecy, you’re the author of the story that you’re meant to

lead

What’s it to be before it’s-

(Bang, bang)

Lights out, cemetery

Lie down, rest in peace

Show’s ended, roll credits

There is no hell and no heaven

This place couldn’t be any worse but any better

Uh, listen I’m fucked

The rotten one from the pick of the bunch, Stig of the dump

We’re just lost kids, don’t wanna be loved

Stray yobs, we ain’t no wanna-be thugs

We try to hang onto a buzz

No wonder we get off of our nuts

Surrounded by drugs, my boy Slim’s the first one to offer me some

In the kitchen sniffing slugs, fifteen, living rough

Weed smoke in my lungs, fuck a hook

We were hooked on not giving a fuck

I can’t big you up enough, it was a buzz growing up

Wouldn’t have it any other, yeah

We had to bury brothers, trust the good die young

In the hood I’m from

Never got to say goodbye, but when the good time’s gone

Judge us on what we look like, we look like scum

In the gutter where the guns be the guards of the country

Pray I make it out in one piece til' then, fuck peace

Maybe we’re all like our fathers (No good)

Or maybe we’re all like our mothers (No good)

Maybe we’re all like our brothers (No good)

Or maybe we just like to suffer (No good)

Will my real motherfuckers keep banging?

Keep banging

You can keep banging on

Keep banging

You can keep banging

Because you won’t be no good til' you’re gone