Текст песни Mountain (Ghetto) с переводом

I got a name, to a day to call it

I make a boy find out where the morgue is

They say grime won’t get man a mortgage

That’s for country cunts, don’t support it

I’ma leave in a scene so much

Every one of my .16s that go buss

And every one of my team is so hot

The old scene’s coming at me but hold on

I’m going to the mountain and when I come back

I be ten times better, backpack on my back

Like I’m going on an outing

I ain’t going on an outing, I’m going to the mountain

I go into the mountain again

I’ma come back spraying like a fountain again

It won’t be long before they’re doubting again

Okay, I’ma release an album again

I’ll let man smile for a while

But just know when I’m back from the mountains

I’ll make sure they’re frowning again

Homeless, looking for housing again

Little man said that he’s on Cloud 9

Reality check, let me ground him again

And William’s like Peter but jelly

So I don’t really wanna be around him again

Some of these MCs are alright now

But I can’t take anything thousand and ten

My don’t beat, then I’m like

Bodies that are found in the Thames

I’m putting in a thousand percent

I got a name, to a day to call it

I make a boy find out where the morgue is

They say grime won’t get man a mortgage

That’s for country cunts, don’t support it

I’ma leave in a scene so much

Every one of my .16s that go buss

And every one of my team is so hot

The old scene’s coming at me but hold on

Hold up, hold up

The old scene’s coming at me but hold on

I ain’t mastered the craft yet

But the more time when I’m out in the the basket

In two weeks, the key

The Movement’s supreme

See me with and a large cheque

I’ll do grime till I take my last breath

MCs, they’re my bars like gun steps

You can’t pass skets, you artist, I’m

I be the last grime star in the fetch

When the rest sees flowing

I keep going, come and see for yourself

But it’s not a free show

And MCs cost it

Knowing that my team’s growing

We’re underground but we’re growing above

And you’ll get a call when the lord needs mowing

You better believe, g’s flowing it hot

My lyrics stem, come like a deep

, your whole team ain’t flowing enough

I got a name, to a day to call it

I make a boy find out where the morgue is

They say grime won’t get man a mortgage

That’s for country cunts, don’t support it

I’ma leave in a scene so much

Every one of my .16s that go buss

And every one of my team is so hot

The old scene’s coming at me but hold on

Hold up, hold up

The old scene’s coming at me but hold on

The grime Shaolin flap from the mountain

I be the reason the tiger bring in

One round in a, ready to pound in

I can be found, underground

I’m crowned king

They can’t clown 'em as long as I’m alive

I be a pool knife, I’m on an outing

Skepta ain’t got nothing extra, let me scout him

But Junior ain’t meant to be ruler

It’s not a rumour

I wouldn’t stop if my brain had a tumor

See me in the stu’s with a big bag of Buddha

So much songs on the archive, I fucked up the hard drive

They can never say that I am a loser

I’m a W-I double N-E-R

It won’t take much to bury ya

Don’t let me start

In every one of my bars, I murk any star

I got a name, to a day to call it

I make a boy find out where the morgue is

They say grime won’t get man a mortgage

That’s for country cunts, don’t support it

I’ma leave in a scene so much

Every one of my .16s that go buss

And every one of my team is so hot

The old scene’s coming at me but hold on

I’m going to the mountain and when I come back

I be ten times better, backpack on my back

Like I’m going on an outing

I ain’t going on an outing, I’m going to the mountain

Yo

Top 3, man, I gotta be outta here, break

Yeah, I still speak, not deep

Not six feet deep

Some pull the skirts for me

I get put into the charge

I’m back to being free, so

You better have wrote this up in your life

A forum, a demo, they can’t do what I does

And I can’t hear when this can show

Back more but I’ve been chilling with the license

The flow’s hot, it’s a lot, stop

Don’t deny, my level’s high

I’m on a rainy bike

I ain’t gotta, I’ll alive

I’ll take you back to 95

If you like to fight, it’s nice

You work with the spies

I’m taking the mic on the phone

Like Mike in the zone

I’ll take your free throw

Jump on the beat, until I get out

Be in your toes on the favour of-

Oh, you dun already know

I ain’t gotta talk greeze or respect on the road

I’m a road guy, ain’t gotta hold nine

Or confine at home like

I get money

But let me knock you straight

I’m a threat, even though I’m away

What more can I say?

I’m God’s gift nation

You man bit off the top for the trade

I’m at the top of the

You’re in the back of the side

I’m fading the shape-up

Sprays, no make up

No homo, that’s to let them know-know

Wearing, I’m wearing

I’m on another way fam

Check out my area

I gotta let them know that I got the better flow

Then I’ll get to let us known

No more if you need to know

Because you know when it

It was all part of a scandal, though

I was in the, killing some more ankles

Man wants to keep money from the angles

But real recognise real

So, nothing I couldn’t handle

I stop writing for the, part of the year

Got back to me, define my progress

Still mangled

Mind you that this all could’ve been cancelled

So, I don’t wanna hear no cheap shots

I’m badder than likkle damn squads

Still promote levels, too

What you saying, Will?

I’m that guy, fresh Nikes

Soaking mics, setting off the

I’m in The Movement with chief

They’re the see me appear on full coming out of

They still stop me saying

No wifey to mix twenty tunes

But twenty four, five, seven, eight and counting

Fuck Eskimo, switch, I’m outing

The money

What the fuck 03 man thought he was grub

I’m in here but I might supply drugs

Everyday at to your residence, buss

You man just want that, I’m gone

Clashing for no reason, I’m

If you’re a king, you’re still thieving

It’s like I know this ting with no meaning

Don’t wanna me, I’m street

Man, I got heat

And if you need guns, see me

I’m still breathing, I ain’t never leaving what-

I’m like Wayne, when I flow, when I lost the plot

I don’t need feature

I’ll bruck up the

And I’m a leader you ain’t even are from there but I’ll leave ya

Taking you account, hanging about

But I’ll teach ya

Why am I teacher?

Out but I was deep up

Sooner, the ends raw like I’m two feet up

Worldwide fever

I can afford to, it’s, star

Got the name, called and ringed,

You’re a little boy, I got up and treading

And I sent through a younger like

To light up your bumba

Well, yo

Boy Better Know ain’t gotta nothing

Weren’t able to above it

Split the guy with the out of the track, clean, brothers

And never the fact was saying

nothing alike

And I remember, it’s shit

He’s pissed because I know what he’s loving back

It ain’t my fault, I signed a

I like smell, I pipe

Put the gyal dem, one in the lights like

But I don’t even need stripes

You get what I’m saying?

You know what I’m saying, though? (I hear what)

So let me- you know what I wanna do?

I just wanna quickly shout out couple of the fan and that

A fan that stopped by and know the situation, supporting, innit

Like I’m gonna be out soon, set the record straight (That's right)

Gotta do straight and all that but right now (Movement)

My nigga’s mixtape, Freedom of Speech

I ain’t free right now but I can speak all day long

End of the lime road, it’s just playing in the beach, you get what I’m saying?

(Brap, brap)

One, one, one, one (Yeah), one, one up, you’re a flyboy (Ah)