Blizzard - Fire in the Booth [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Freestyle]

Listen, lemme' show you how Manchester do it, quicktime
Big up my brudda Geko, DFAFD, listen..

I've lost a lot of friends, now I'm seeking absolution
They wanna grab my coat tail now they see that I'm improving
I'm not your average, I don't grasp onto this rap illusion
You won't hear me writing bout' cars like Gary Numan
Obstacles coming my way, I hammer through them
You say you got the town on your back, well that's amusing
Part time battler, Don't Flop, know that's the movement
I've opened many doors for that cocky little student
If you don't know me by now, you soon will
Cause I go hard without the aid of any blue pill
I don't rap for love, no, I rap so I can eat
They call me an alley-cat how I adapted to this street
Grind the beat, all I need is some tobacco and a sheet
On the throne, no-ones sat up on my seat
I inspire every rapper that I meet
You better have your polish
If I ever catch a peasant self standing on my feet
Dedicated till the second that the challenge is complete
Fire in the booth? I've left the city shattered from the heat
There's so much damage you can see
A single verse from this kid turned the whole planet to debris
Man, I'm sick of all this bare face lying
They wanna' hate my buzz cause their names dying
If I utter one verse I'll leave your scared mates crying
Cause my voice has the quality of an air raid siren
There's too many rappers trying to be funny
Too many mic controllers only trying to get the money
Doing grime one day and then they're sliding into funky
Just jealous my tunes are crack, that's why they want to cut me
My ten minutes of fame, I hope you're listening
It's fabulous the way that we be killing em'
I could tell you practice daily and I'll give you props
But If I ever sounded like you, I would of given in
I'm sicker than the worst case of typhus
Cause riots when the p-pirus is blessed by the stylus
You can say you've lived a life around drugs, gangs and violence
But you're only as strong as the mind you was supplied with
I ain't begging it, I'm just telling it
The hour glass of life, I'm way ahead of it
I never highlight my weakness and my deficits
Cause non of them will matter when death visits
I work for the hell of it, personal preference
Deserve to be credited, my words are developing
Burn like embers in the most suburban of territories
I explore the mind and steal the words of my enemies
I hope you listen, to the flows a given
The kind of decks I rip don't have spades, clubs or jokers in em'
Amazing author I'll melt the stage to mortar
The way I killed this beat, Charlie will have to file a restraining order
They say that you can count your true friends on one hand
On the other hand, there's only enemies
I don't listen to this propaganda that you're telling me
You might break me down but you will never the see the end of me
My only close undefined friends drifting away
I don't know the cause, must be them things that I say
Feeling like I'm hopeless now when I'm hitting the hay
Your the reason that I was upset on Twitter today
But I'm sorry, promise that you don't deserve it
I'm feeling over-worthless all cause I don't know my purpose
This is my only outlet, so no I won't.. ahh (slips up)
I know you're worthless, anyway, I'm a master or rap aerobics
My gigs have a full house like a family of agoraphobics
My bars contain fire power like they strap explosives, this ? explosives
Hence why you need the vest when this man approaches
You must think it's amazing..
A hip hop lyric without the misogyny, profanity or discrimination
I speak the truth, hoping that you peep the things I'm saying
This ain't even a freestyle, it's just a quick creation. just a ?
Your witnessing the first stage of England's innovation
And I ain't gassing up the situation
I swear you verse me is like the bible to a dissertation
The fish that fed the five thousand to a strip of bacon
Forget Fire in the Booth, this is called booth incineration

(Beat change)

I live and breathe for this rap game
I'm after green like my last name
You're not down with me? That's a damn shame
You guys are all the same, I'm soon to be a boss
You'll be doing the walk of shame through the hall of fame
Matter of fact, the walk of fame through hall of shame
If thoughts are pain I'll never talk again
You better take it or leave it, every step is an amazing achievement
It'll take five thousand days to repeat it
I'm annoyed that my city don't salute me
When I got love for Manny like a Roses groupie
Metaphors stone cold, loopy close to spooky
No battering ram can go through me I'm too sweet
Runs through my veins spitter
My life soundtrack is produced by J.Dilla
A faker and a snitch is near enough the same thing
You chill with the police, is your name Sting?
I turn a cypher to a hate ring
And do Medusa eyes on anyone I'm facing
I should be locked up for this, I need casing
Cause taking rappers heads off is classed as defacing
So don't chat to me about music ever
I got a buzz off one single, one battle and a mixtape that I threw together
Only critize my ethic if you're doing better
I killed banchee and pile drive through the weather
It's hard to fight in a room full of haters
Nobodies backing me I'm only moving with strangers
Daily paper accumulation
They say my attitude stinks, you better get used to the fragrance
Poseidon let a threat loose from the vapours vapours
You need more than a tooth to retain us
So mind your gums like retainers
I was taught to never judge a rapper on his boots or his trainers
I live life in a life of crisis
Forget tipping bar maids, I get free shots from dianusus
So cold they put flames out like fire fighters
Yep we're so hot we don't even feel the fire fight us
Fantasize about distopia, this field is my corner copia
If you don't rate hip hop I got nothing to show for ya
This driving force wouldn't chauffeur ya
You're feeling kinda like me, but the irrelevant version
That's why I rain man like an intelligent person
You don't touch the sides with them pennies you're earning
I work till I'm dead I call it lethargy working
I am Blizzard on the Twitter better follow man
On my timeline bare of it is gonna' jam
The same people that say raps dead are the ones that try find life in 2Pac's hologram..

Say nothing
Manchester all day