Текст песни Life (Muslim Belal) с переводом

Just posted a picture online, its already hit about a thousand likes

They’re looking at a brother like, «Wow, he lives this amazing life»

You see it’s all good from the outside, but when they take that deeper look

inside

They see a brother and he’s lonely, battling, struggling to sleep at night

See I’m aging, I show age, 20 years now I’ve been up on this stage

I saw life, I saw change, I saw us go from this way to that way

Driving through Madrid, done 16 hours from Calais

Life of a traveller, they don’t understand my journey

Sumaya just facetimed, Sham called yesterday from Thailand

We speak little but got a lot to say

Life is coming and going like a holiday

Wondering, Angel of Death, will it take my soul today?

We used to do water fights, watch the super soaker spray

Then it turned to real life, street life casually

Power’s in the money, we saw it, so we chased it

Grew up with the poor people, dinnertime was basic

While I was eating corn beef, dry with potato mash

They was dipping fries in their ketchup with a Big Mac

Tired of that pain, got tired of that struggle

I want a gold chain, Air Max with Air Bubble

And daddy was a hustler, mummy was a hustler too

Pockets are empty, it’s clear what I’m about to do

They thought we done it for the status and the thrill

Them time we done it for the mills and pay the lights' bills

Cuz life’s real, Gypsy Hill no school bag on my back

The olders are robbing banks and spending money on crack

You see I’m two years away, from Moschino with a drop tag

Walking through West, knock your B&P bag

Still sad, no guidance, blind, no direction

Money started growing and names started getting mentioned

Sixteen years old, was getting chauffeured in the S-class

Eating at the Ivy, when you’re hungry life change fast

Looking at my past, I didn’t see it coming

Safa to Marwah, walking and running

Bro, we nearly went through life without giving gratitude

They forget about Allah, they got the wrong attitude

Their books are just decoration for the shelf

They’re living like they created themselves

Like they ain’t gonna die, rise up and be judged

They turn their back on a purpose to live the life of a thug that’s dead

Yeah but it is just pretty simple, mum dad uncle didn’t set a good example

They chased the money too, that’s why we live in London

Surrounded by Fitnah, land of this corruption

Deep in the jungle, it’s hard to see it happen

Children of the ghetto, real sons of Adam

Sinners but we’re winners, we don’t know no other way

My mum’s saying go read a book, bored ain’t got no toys to play

Careful with the words I say, who am I to pass judgement

Just cuz I found another way, can’t look down on those who haven’t

Fathom on the words, take time to ponder

Make plans for when he’s older, he didn’t live to see tomorrow

Lifestyle, the things we’re doing for this life

Surrounded by broken hearts and fake smiles

Inside you’re lost, hurt and full of pain

But outside we’re pretenders, snapping everyday

Gramming everyday, some seekers of attention

Controlled by the public, the real you’s in prison

The vision is paradise but it’s like we don’t wanna get there

We live here like we love here and we’re stuck here

Speaking to the cameras more than you’re speaking to your family

Tried to get the paradise you got the wrong mentality

So many trip-ups, it’s like a brother stuck his boot out

I came a long way from the madness and the shoot-outs

They don’t wanna see where we came from, in mad streets we were raised on

South side of London, whole ends screaming «Assalamu 3lykum»

I live in a jungle and I work hard to stop it

See I don’t really care about this little boy’s gossip

Or she don’t cover her hair properly, doesn’t bother me

I ain’t gonna be questioned about her or her sloppery

I just pray she sets a better example for the younger queens

Too busy focusing on me, and my past on genes

Far from the best but I respect my religion

That’s why I ain’t proud and I keep my sins hidden

My mum says she proud of me, Sumaya smiles when she sees me

Sister call me regularly, play fight with Ayyubi

Never miss a daily prayer, and I fast 30 days consistently

How can I not be happy? This is my dunya, this completes me

See we expect too much, like we’re living in a fantasy

Have you ever put on them black gloves and know there’s about to be a tragedy?

And then you find religion, think all of that’s in the back of me

And then you find more hatred in life that’s meant to be peacefully

Backward living, backward thinking

Makes you wanna give up, makes you wanna give in

When you started off swimming

And you’re sinking but you’re believing

True guidance, true love from the One above

See I’ve been through all of that

Council flats and prayer mats

Missed calls from Shaytan, he ain’t getting a call back

Simple with the wordplay, I’ve been on this from early

Smalls and a maniac, juice on a Friday

Really what can I say? Blessed enough to be chosen

You got 35 year olds living like 21, they’re frozen

Life’s only temporary, it’s not permanent it’s alone

Why we tryna sit up here? Like we don’t wanna go home

We’re stuck in a game of thrones, everybody wants to lead

And they want some fame, greed, everyone’s dying to be seen

Care so much about what people say, you can’t even be the real you

In a crowd full of people, and it feels like you’re in an empty room

I could do the show light, and posing for the GQ

Or I could do the road, blacked out in that tracksuit

Mind you, so many layers to this character

Film star, building that orphanage in Gambia

Go and say it, I know what they’re thinking

That’s a contradiction, can’t do both in this religion

Well guess what? I came a long way, now on my way out

While you can still slander and put that new video out

Talking about your brother, if that sits well with your heart

You should’ve told me it’d be like this, when you invited me in the start

See I’ve been a victim of the rumours, been a victim of the gossip

They see a good thing happening, and they try and stop it

I don’t pay attention, bias stays behind my back

Allah gave me protection, Surah al-Falaq

You don’t understand my history, can’t celebrate my glory with me

There’s no hate left in my heart, I want good for everybody

Sumaya nearly 10, time flies we soon die

Life, it’s like we took our eyes off the prize