Red Bull Music, Yizzy, Eyez, Jevon, Fleezus, Febem - Grime Cypher UK x Brazil letra (lyrics)
[Red Bull Music, Yizzy, Eyez, Jevon, Fleezus, Febem - Grime Cypher UK x Brazil letra lyrics]
Yeah myself Jevon
UK to Brazil, connect grime Cypher
Red Bull Studios, you 'ready know what it is
Yo, look
The hood still dangerous, goodness
gracious, move like the Gracie brothers
Still, fuck you, pay me
Somethin', fed everybody
They don't save me nothing
Still bad to the bone for features
Them man move misleading
Choke hold, check if he's breathing, nah
Jevon don't think he's breathing
Gully Bop then weave, man leaning
Last man that tried left leakin'
Don't talk too much, no more speaking
Man pree, man a man, man still scheming
No threats if I tek man
Cleaners, creep then beat it
Catch man sleeping
See, the beef and tings not needed
But I made big big, man turn
Bateu na minha porta porções de desespero
Eu estava com insegurança
Na glória, o horizonte subia
Diante dos olhos ele tá mais perto
A cada dia
Veja a floresta, verde tá as rotas
Sabe, eu conheço, domino a fauna e a flora
Hoje não importa quantas as barreiras
Eu terei que derrubar
Se eu tô pronto pra mudar o curso da história
E que eu vença, nós por nós, eu aprendi
Pergunta e agora
O dia sorriu pra mim e eu sorri de volta
E ela desejando o pior em segredo, shh, shh
Eu abrindo as portas
Fecharam algumas na minha cara
Viraram as costas
Respostas, o destino reserva o melhor
Como elude
Nas maratonas estive, estou e sou
Corre nas ruas contando as nota
Got a lot, too much for niggas to keep up
These dons keep begging me
Telling me he's up, g'ed up
See, they kicking it with Eloisa, Misha
She's a good girl, got a clean heart
Been hard for a sixty bar feature, teach man
A lesson like a teacher, we charge
Push a wig like Dee Star
Five man packs in Ibiza
Or a two-litre, turn up the speaker
Eight man packed in a seven-seater
Ride or die for my brother, Keefe, uh
Do this for Cece, do this for Mila
Do this for my two young daughters
Do this so they won't be paupers
I was thirteen tryna shot ballas
Man try wet man with borers
Antes de tudo história, rude e também notória
De mal com o mundo, cinza
Canela, da vila pro mundo, é rei da viela
É tênis de mil, é nota de cem
Novo formato de fazer refém
Outdoor na campanha do mês
Olha só o filho do burguês
Igual a quem? Quem diria
Achei que só segurança seguia
No corredor do shopping ou mercado
Na certidão tá escrito pardo
AKA cor do pecado, crush, cara de bandido
Mas a polícia matou meu amigo
Que era bem parecido comigo
Listen hate on me 'cause I'm eatin'
You're like thirty, chattin' 'bout beefin'
Online, indirect tweetin', pissed?
You wife and your girl, man's beatin'
A man's said he's had opps
For more than ten years
If you're bad, why are they breathin'?
And when he said he had heat, man
Must've meant central heatin'
Said he's got a rat-a tat
F&N makin' 'em scatter
Chattin' like he's bigger and badder
The brother just fatter
They're rollin' with a couple of liars
And none of them clappers
You're rollin' with a couple of builders
And none of them hammers
So, don't be talkin' 'bout the when
You go in and slap her
Might have to give her some manners
But I'm not one of these rappers
So, don't be talkin' like you're sick
I'll be ahead of these manners
Tap in your mouth and then go, my brudda
Yo, name salt pepper
It burn your mouth if you speak so foul on me
I beg man step-up
I'll run man down if you try get loud on me
The finer youth, I'll live forever
You know 'bout my alchemies
But, you don't want pressure, nah
They don't want that pressure
With this, no cap in me
My head get wet first
I ain't done a dead verse
Rather me dead first i drop down head first
A bro got something to check
If your mandem's legs work
Born in the network
More focused on all my net worth
Than the diamonds all on your neck worth
You wear tools that you can't protect
Who's? That's yours? Nah, that's our Patek
Man are in the building, nah, man a real ting
Jevon come like the architect
Shot's fired, no one's blastin' yet
So, who's the best? No one's asked us yet
Nobody taking a chance to Jev
I said no one taking a chance to Jev, I mean
Flow peligro, flow peligro, flow peligro, che
Flow peligro, flow peligro, flow peligro
Flow peligro, flow peligro, flow peligro
Ahn, ahn, ahn
Sem deixar rastro, mas nunca descalço
Tô no corre insano das notas
Rastrearam o contato vigiando meus passos
Tô de Antônio Modas
Querem saber qual que é o
Corre, viver de hype
Eu não trabalho o que não posso
Exerço a função MC tipo Liverpool em campo
Meu time no pódio f-l-e-e-z-u-s, m-d-p
Zona Oeste, não ramelei na missão
Fazendo rimas que preste, pega a visão
L-U-C-A-S, não fala, faz, acontece
Tô liso nas rimas, métrica e
Batidas, tô tipo CR7, chama
I got boxes if you're killin' with white
That's nine ounces in both of my hands
Come like the gloves on Dillian Whyte
I come from the, I rep for the corner
But, I don't fight like Dereck Chisora
Get me the borer
Forcin' my head on this torture
Man, I got friends on your daughter
Can't spit with me or go toe to
Toe in the ring with me
Or do seconds in the gym with me
How can I be the king when the prince Nasim?
Run up on a man in a bally, in a strally
Me and Muhammad, catch you slippin' in the
I don't fight like Joe Calzaghe
One, scrap two, man, on a Kawasaki
Listen, Tinder
Now I got a blue tick on Insta
Slide in your girl's DM's then link her
Got it in a pocket, that's crunched up Rizla
Why the fuck would I ever have a Tinder?
When I got a new song on FIFA
Y'all wanna link me, I don't wanna meet her
Got two off of TV
Manda avisar que aqui nóis tira água de pedra
Nave quitada, lupa e cabelin' na régua
Cintura ignorante é chocante pra ela
Terceiro mundo, fábrica de Marighella
Efeito colateral igual a 2Pac no tribunal
Gingando os braço, tendência
Na contramão paciência
Se o rap fumou demais
Ficou na brisa e a parede do "Sal's Pizza"
Recupera sua fé, fé, de elenco
Da Globo no pé, ré
Bem mais que fazer festa
Querer imitar o Skepta
Joguei fora um som com
Scratcher, na bala, Febem, cesrv
Passa nada, segue a meta
Eu nunca vi 'cês no busão
Verme, sai da reta, pe-pe-pe-pega a visão
Prrá
Gridlock, , pit stop see the fee, flip-flop
Give me space, lift off that'd be ripped off
Left like criss cross hungry on chip shot
Toilet flow pissed off wait, I'm 6'3"
The karma pays in tech
So if you're short with a temple
We won't see eye to eye
Wait, los lemas a estrenar
La única manera de vivir es de ganar
Quiero terminar para mi familia
Sé para vivir eso responde tu pregunta
South London's young star
When I make my first fifty mil'
Forty-nine can still go to Mum
The only one I trust that can hold my funds
Do me a favour, don't owe me one
The chosen one like Mary and Joseph's son
Pardon my English baby, I'm a verbal cunt
Lettin' me roll up to a yard on a lonely one
So what am I soundin' like?
I said this 'bout a thousand times
This mixtapes my throwaways
Imagine what my album's like
Do what I want, can't do what my boss say
Yeah, I'm my own boss and me I don't
Want your ones to watch this
'cause the ones you
Watch are the ones that are watchin' me
Fuck the world, no cockblocking me
I come from a place where niggas got rocks
In his socks and he's short for peas
Run up in your studio, I pop shots and leave
The feds turn snakes and they're lost to me
Someone tell Charlie Sloth for me
'Cause now mans got my Fire in the Booth
Ask them man, sir, yeah
Abusado
Perfumão exalando e o bonezin' de lado
Liga os aliado
De PX no porte bem acompanhado eu tô abusado
Perfumão exalando e o bonezin' de lado
Liga os aliado
De PX no porte bem acompanhado
Zero simpatia, nós tá pra negócio
Caneta da firma e na mesa o sócio
Só visionário, papo de milha
Transferência tem cheque e depósito
Conta passada, aumenta o telefone
H ponto aço, então guarda esse nome
Fleezus no toque da situação
Aprendi mais cedo a ser sujeito homem
No Morro da Pinga são várias as fita
E ela se encanta com a picadilha
Pra tu combinar com a camisa
Horneteira vem roubando a brisa
Quem tá de fora quer ganhar a cena
Ela é nossa, esquenta a doideira
Já pode ter me visto na Royal
Mas não me viu descendo as ladeira
Tem vários aqui no baile que atuam
Tal de bate e volta, por isso uso lupa
O mapa tá grande, pai tá online
Iraque, Arábia, só baile de rua
Tão cedo me acha, elas pergunta aonde
Marcha na boneca, embica Nitro Point
Passaram a visão pra habitar o fluxo
No show do NK tinha nargas à vonts
Abusado
Perfumão exalando e o bonezin' de lado
Liga os aliado
De PX no porte bem acompanhado
Certo, é nós que tá, família
Bookai, you dun know myself Eyez yeah
Red Bull cypher uK to Brazil
It's been a madting share this one
Like this one subscribe this, it's a madting
Bookai
UK to Brazil, connect grime Cypher
Red Bull Studios, you 'ready know what it is
Yo, look
The hood still dangerous, goodness
gracious, move like the Gracie brothers
Still, fuck you, pay me
Somethin', fed everybody
They don't save me nothing
Still bad to the bone for features
Them man move misleading
Choke hold, check if he's breathing, nah
Jevon don't think he's breathing
Gully Bop then weave, man leaning
Last man that tried left leakin'
Don't talk too much, no more speaking
Man pree, man a man, man still scheming
No threats if I tek man
Cleaners, creep then beat it
Catch man sleeping
See, the beef and tings not needed
But I made big big, man turn
Bateu na minha porta porções de desespero
Eu estava com insegurança
Na glória, o horizonte subia
Diante dos olhos ele tá mais perto
A cada dia
Veja a floresta, verde tá as rotas
Sabe, eu conheço, domino a fauna e a flora
Hoje não importa quantas as barreiras
Eu terei que derrubar
Se eu tô pronto pra mudar o curso da história
E que eu vença, nós por nós, eu aprendi
Pergunta e agora
O dia sorriu pra mim e eu sorri de volta
E ela desejando o pior em segredo, shh, shh
Eu abrindo as portas
Fecharam algumas na minha cara
Viraram as costas
Respostas, o destino reserva o melhor
Como elude
Nas maratonas estive, estou e sou
Corre nas ruas contando as nota
Got a lot, too much for niggas to keep up
These dons keep begging me
Telling me he's up, g'ed up
See, they kicking it with Eloisa, Misha
She's a good girl, got a clean heart
Been hard for a sixty bar feature, teach man
A lesson like a teacher, we charge
Push a wig like Dee Star
Five man packs in Ibiza
Or a two-litre, turn up the speaker
Eight man packed in a seven-seater
Ride or die for my brother, Keefe, uh
Do this for Cece, do this for Mila
Do this for my two young daughters
Do this so they won't be paupers
I was thirteen tryna shot ballas
Man try wet man with borers
Antes de tudo história, rude e também notória
De mal com o mundo, cinza
Canela, da vila pro mundo, é rei da viela
É tênis de mil, é nota de cem
Novo formato de fazer refém
Outdoor na campanha do mês
Olha só o filho do burguês
Igual a quem? Quem diria
Achei que só segurança seguia
No corredor do shopping ou mercado
Na certidão tá escrito pardo
AKA cor do pecado, crush, cara de bandido
Mas a polícia matou meu amigo
Que era bem parecido comigo
Listen hate on me 'cause I'm eatin'
You're like thirty, chattin' 'bout beefin'
Online, indirect tweetin', pissed?
You wife and your girl, man's beatin'
A man's said he's had opps
For more than ten years
If you're bad, why are they breathin'?
And when he said he had heat, man
Must've meant central heatin'
Said he's got a rat-a tat
F&N makin' 'em scatter
Chattin' like he's bigger and badder
The brother just fatter
They're rollin' with a couple of liars
And none of them clappers
You're rollin' with a couple of builders
And none of them hammers
So, don't be talkin' 'bout the when
You go in and slap her
Might have to give her some manners
But I'm not one of these rappers
So, don't be talkin' like you're sick
I'll be ahead of these manners
Tap in your mouth and then go, my brudda
Yo, name salt pepper
It burn your mouth if you speak so foul on me
I beg man step-up
I'll run man down if you try get loud on me
The finer youth, I'll live forever
You know 'bout my alchemies
But, you don't want pressure, nah
They don't want that pressure
With this, no cap in me
My head get wet first
I ain't done a dead verse
Rather me dead first i drop down head first
A bro got something to check
If your mandem's legs work
Born in the network
More focused on all my net worth
Than the diamonds all on your neck worth
You wear tools that you can't protect
Who's? That's yours? Nah, that's our Patek
Man are in the building, nah, man a real ting
Jevon come like the architect
Shot's fired, no one's blastin' yet
So, who's the best? No one's asked us yet
Nobody taking a chance to Jev
I said no one taking a chance to Jev, I mean
Flow peligro, flow peligro, flow peligro, che
Flow peligro, flow peligro, flow peligro
Flow peligro, flow peligro, flow peligro
Ahn, ahn, ahn
Sem deixar rastro, mas nunca descalço
Tô no corre insano das notas
Rastrearam o contato vigiando meus passos
Tô de Antônio Modas
Querem saber qual que é o
Corre, viver de hype
Eu não trabalho o que não posso
Exerço a função MC tipo Liverpool em campo
Meu time no pódio f-l-e-e-z-u-s, m-d-p
Zona Oeste, não ramelei na missão
Fazendo rimas que preste, pega a visão
L-U-C-A-S, não fala, faz, acontece
Tô liso nas rimas, métrica e
Batidas, tô tipo CR7, chama
I got boxes if you're killin' with white
That's nine ounces in both of my hands
Come like the gloves on Dillian Whyte
I come from the, I rep for the corner
But, I don't fight like Dereck Chisora
Get me the borer
Forcin' my head on this torture
Man, I got friends on your daughter
Can't spit with me or go toe to
Toe in the ring with me
Or do seconds in the gym with me
How can I be the king when the prince Nasim?
Run up on a man in a bally, in a strally
Me and Muhammad, catch you slippin' in the
I don't fight like Joe Calzaghe
One, scrap two, man, on a Kawasaki
Listen, Tinder
Now I got a blue tick on Insta
Slide in your girl's DM's then link her
Got it in a pocket, that's crunched up Rizla
Why the fuck would I ever have a Tinder?
When I got a new song on FIFA
Y'all wanna link me, I don't wanna meet her
Got two off of TV
Manda avisar que aqui nóis tira água de pedra
Nave quitada, lupa e cabelin' na régua
Cintura ignorante é chocante pra ela
Terceiro mundo, fábrica de Marighella
Efeito colateral igual a 2Pac no tribunal
Gingando os braço, tendência
Na contramão paciência
Se o rap fumou demais
Ficou na brisa e a parede do "Sal's Pizza"
Recupera sua fé, fé, de elenco
Da Globo no pé, ré
Bem mais que fazer festa
Querer imitar o Skepta
Joguei fora um som com
Scratcher, na bala, Febem, cesrv
Passa nada, segue a meta
Eu nunca vi 'cês no busão
Verme, sai da reta, pe-pe-pe-pega a visão
Prrá
Gridlock, , pit stop see the fee, flip-flop
Give me space, lift off that'd be ripped off
Left like criss cross hungry on chip shot
Toilet flow pissed off wait, I'm 6'3"
The karma pays in tech
So if you're short with a temple
We won't see eye to eye
Wait, los lemas a estrenar
La única manera de vivir es de ganar
Quiero terminar para mi familia
Sé para vivir eso responde tu pregunta
South London's young star
When I make my first fifty mil'
Forty-nine can still go to Mum
The only one I trust that can hold my funds
Do me a favour, don't owe me one
The chosen one like Mary and Joseph's son
Pardon my English baby, I'm a verbal cunt
Lettin' me roll up to a yard on a lonely one
So what am I soundin' like?
I said this 'bout a thousand times
This mixtapes my throwaways
Imagine what my album's like
Do what I want, can't do what my boss say
Yeah, I'm my own boss and me I don't
Want your ones to watch this
'cause the ones you
Watch are the ones that are watchin' me
Fuck the world, no cockblocking me
I come from a place where niggas got rocks
In his socks and he's short for peas
Run up in your studio, I pop shots and leave
The feds turn snakes and they're lost to me
Someone tell Charlie Sloth for me
'Cause now mans got my Fire in the Booth
Ask them man, sir, yeah
Abusado
Perfumão exalando e o bonezin' de lado
Liga os aliado
De PX no porte bem acompanhado eu tô abusado
Perfumão exalando e o bonezin' de lado
Liga os aliado
De PX no porte bem acompanhado
Zero simpatia, nós tá pra negócio
Caneta da firma e na mesa o sócio
Só visionário, papo de milha
Transferência tem cheque e depósito
Conta passada, aumenta o telefone
H ponto aço, então guarda esse nome
Fleezus no toque da situação
Aprendi mais cedo a ser sujeito homem
No Morro da Pinga são várias as fita
E ela se encanta com a picadilha
Pra tu combinar com a camisa
Horneteira vem roubando a brisa
Quem tá de fora quer ganhar a cena
Ela é nossa, esquenta a doideira
Já pode ter me visto na Royal
Mas não me viu descendo as ladeira
Tem vários aqui no baile que atuam
Tal de bate e volta, por isso uso lupa
O mapa tá grande, pai tá online
Iraque, Arábia, só baile de rua
Tão cedo me acha, elas pergunta aonde
Marcha na boneca, embica Nitro Point
Passaram a visão pra habitar o fluxo
No show do NK tinha nargas à vonts
Abusado
Perfumão exalando e o bonezin' de lado
Liga os aliado
De PX no porte bem acompanhado
Certo, é nós que tá, família
Bookai, you dun know myself Eyez yeah
Red Bull cypher uK to Brazil
It's been a madting share this one
Like this one subscribe this, it's a madting
Bookai