Description
It's as if the city itself has come to life at night - arrogant, confident, and slightly weary. Here, chains rattle, lights flash, and beneath it all lies anxiety, the habit of keeping one's finger on the pulse, and quiet gratitude to those who once threw them a piece of bread. In every word is a street where love and danger have long lived on the same staircase.
The rhythm is rough, like asphalt after rain: sometimes it beats against your temples, sometimes it rocks in time with your heart. Between the lines is a choice familiar to anyone who has survived rather than simply lived: to remain human or become a neighborhood legend. This sound has it all - the chill of the ice age on your neck and the warmth of a friendly shoulder. It's a mixture of street pride and personal vulnerability - when life is not a song, but still sounds like one.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Like watching what taking place, you know?
And when the only thing I hear, -pam, pam, pam, pa-pam, pam. -Pam, pam, pam, pam.
The don just raving the rifle like he's in the military, you know?
-Oh. -But it was a, it was a good shootout.
-My jam. -That was a-- that's all I can say.
It was -a good shootout. -Yeah.
-Squeeze. -You know the style, baby.
-Yeah. -Got it popping with the eye, baby.
Style -from the ghetto like Leon Bailey. -From the dirt.
So I couldn't give a if they might rate me.
-How?
-All this water round my neck, they need -the ice age me. -Please.
All this talk that I'm hearing's gonna turn me crazy.
-Huh?
-Know I'm paranoid, been sleeping with my -burner lately. -Facts.
How you chat behind my back and have the nerve to save me?
-What? -It was me, real I had to swerve the lady.
-God. -Me, real I had to swerve the traffic.
-Rapid.
-Jump up and pivot like Serena serves in -matches. -Yeah.
In my day and age, you had to earn the badness.
-Yes. -Or learn the tracks.
-Yes. -You couldn't swerve the antics.
-Never.
-Soon that kitty froze up like my cursor -stranded. -Cold.
Fix my burner for the searches, I got turner tactics.
-Neat.
-Put my tech behind the set, so I heard they're active. DST trying to creep for them early nights.
I taught my chicks some -of the code words, she know the lingo. -Aight.
I'm in the shower, just shout me if you hear my ringtone.
I got the B full of -power and the lights brimstone. -Bling.
I been had style since the time I used to wear my plimsoles.
-Fancy. -I got, I got mad issues.
-Huh? -Never ever girl issues.
-Ever.
-Grew up with my mom and I still ain't got -no dad issues. -No.
-I got trap issues. -Yep.
-Trying to spend a bag issues. -Yeah.
Which one to pick? I have a forty or the mac issues.
Show time, you know we're -lacing up. -Ah.
-You know it's crazy stuff. -Quick.
On a calm day, neck and wrist around eighty buck.
I love Jam for life, he was the first man that gave me grub.
Now I flip them twenties so much, I'm getting -paid for cuffs. -Pow, pow, pow.
I feel like Als with my hammer in this Louis set.
Or Creep, pop and shoot with my -left like I'm you, yeah. -Yes.
Scary sight, middle of the night, me and you in space.
-Meow. -These X-Men turn your Range to a Cooper S.
Yeah.
-Still got love for Rose. -Ha.
Free my brother Chrome. I treat Shaq's kids like my own until my cousin's home.
Oh, I knew he was a snake, he shown his hand and now his cover's blown.
Rifle cock and tear flesh and rock up bone.
I'm a star, I ain't got time for no stubborn -hoe. -Never.
Love to moan but can't cook, they probably burn up toast.
-Uh-uh.
-If you see Guaps on your block, he ain't burning toast. Rifle cock and tear flesh and rock up bone.
-Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta.
-Police come from- -Caldon. -Caldon Town.
-He's gone.
-He make a, he make a big history in the system.
We-- but, but one thing I, I, I, I never wanted this to happen, they should've killed him.
Yeah. They should've killed him.
They, um, we didn't want him man because he's a bad -shooter, man. He well out take your eye. -He did.
-He mad, man.
-I taught my chicks some of the code words, she know the lingo. I'm in the shower, just shout me if you hear my ringtone.
I got the B full of power and the lights brimstone. I been had style since the time
I used to wear my plimsoles. I got, I got mad issues.
-Huh? -Never ever girl issues.
-Ever.
-Grew up with my mom and I still ain't got -no dad issues. I got trap issues. -Yep.
Trying to spend a bag issues. Which one to pick? I have a forty or the mac issues.
Only thing I hear, pam, pam, pa-pam, pam.