Music World
 
Исполнители:
 
 
 
English versionSwitch to English 
Roll Deep
Roll Deep


Информация
Откуда London E14, England, United Kingdom
Жанры Garage
Grime
Techno
Годы 2002—н.в.
Лейблы Relentless Records
См. также Boy Better Know
Состав
Wiley
Flow Dan
Scratchy
Breeze
Jet Le
DJ Karnage
Danny Weed
Brazen
DJ Maximum
Manga
Target
Skepta
Riko
Killa P
J2K
Little Dee
Бывшие участники
Dizzee Rascal
Tinchy Stryder
Trim
Syer Bars
Jamakabi
Roachee
Bubbles
JME
Wonder
Biggie Pitbull
Dom P
DJ Bionics



Music World  →  Тексты песен  →  R  →  Roll Deep  →  Дискография  →  Street Anthems

Альбом Roll Deep


Street Anthems (2009)
2009
1.
Eskimo (vocal)
2.
When I'm 'ere
3.
Roll Deep Regular
4.
Do This Ting
5.
Bounce
6.
Babylon Burner
7.
8.
9.
10.
Eskimo (remix) (vocal)
11.
12.
13.
Do Me Wrong (feat. Janee)
14.
U Were Always
15.
I Will Not Lose
16.
17.
Terrible
18.
19.
Movin' in Circles
. . .

Eskimo (vocal)

[Нет текста]

. . .

When I'm 'ere

[Нет текста]

. . .

Roll Deep Regular

[Нет текста]

. . .

Do This Ting

[Нет текста]

. . .

Bounce

[Нет текста]

. . .

Babylon Burner

[Нет текста]

. . .


[JET LE]
Heat Up, Heat Up
Jet Le, Wiley, Breeze gonna eat the beat up
Scratchy's on the beat let us eat the beat up
Let's get the boys that are bout to heat up
Roll Deeper..
Jet one, Jet two, Jet three
Jus got a strap, people guarded by me
But hear i got a story to tell
See the life of leisure child, wonderin why things so foul
You can 1st one, and Im gonna get the next
Next one will give a stone cold supplex
I'ma top boy, who seen alot of cold things
Sha-Shoot-Shot-Sharp cold tings
We Roll Deep but we never judge though
Cuz we get that cheddar but the rings still slow
Backwards and forwards and left, right go
Jus let Wiley make you get your dou

[Chorus]
Row Row Row ya boat gently down the stream
And if you don't want holes in ya boat
Don't Roll on the Roll Deep team
No No No You don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams
If that's what your tellin me you must be my enemy
You ain't heard the word on the streets

[BREEZE]
Well half this, half that there
But, nah Im not a mixed up breah
Hell No, not a half up here
They should know I fully run, don't care
But I got stuff to share
Got a noog shot for ya old dear
Empty the clip, I got a few shots spare
I shot the Sherriff but I don't shot gear
Call me chemical ali
Bust bare face, cop no bali
Cost contact, not to pali
Run around town, but you can't keep a tally
On me, and you know what i carry
I don't wanna do a big bird like larry
I got bad boi material
Stay whats good, and stick up ya aerial

[Chorus]
Row Row Row ya boat gently down the stream
And if you don't want holes in ya boat
Don't Roll on the Roll Deep team
No No No You don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams
If that's what your tellin me you must be my enemy
You ain't heard the word on the streets

[SCRATCHY]
My way now, make way for the Kingpin
But the jawside bash, you know I mixin
Scratch won't pass what ya jinxin
Music in my jeans like gymsin
Make sure that I'm there when ya sinkin
write lyrics and lyrics with out thinkin
Is it a long ting nah its a quik ting
Two swords when they hit its like, schling, schling
When I step into the ring its like, ding, ding
But the watch on my wrist is like, bling, bling
But the girls on my line its like ring, ring, ring, out
And when ya thinkin, screwin ya caught ya gash winkin
Shes lickin her lips, and linkin
Gettin big, til the other crew shrinkin

[Chorus]
Row Row Row ya boat gently down the stream
And if you don't want holes in ya boat
Don't Roll on the Roll Deep team
No No No You don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams
If that's what your tellin me you must be my enemy
You ain't heard the word on the streets

[TRIM}
I'm bad boy Trim on a bad boy ting
If you're not a bad boy, dis aint you ting
If you try sittin on my skin, I leave metal in skin and take kettle again the names Trim
I love to swing, I'll unplug ya shin
Drug ya drink, fuck ya link
Whats..up with him
Boy with the .38 box wit him
and thats Trim cuz hes got no hair to cut with him
But who's Trim, do a lift and you'll losin
Keep cruisin, and I'll, feel usin
Yeah he's name's Trim, cuz
he never was a trim, never gon' trim, and he begin
Wait..are ya listenin...LISTEEEN

[Chorus]
Row Row Row ya boat gently down the stream
And if you don't want holes in ya boat
Don't Roll on the Roll Deep team
No No No You don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams
If that's what your tellin me you must be my enemy
You ain't heard the word on the streets

[FLO DAN]
Im the big mic man
I got lyrics for the gash, weed man and mash man
You know how we go we keep it taliban
Badderman, showerman, we keep it straight up golly man
Jawside! thats what this lyric is, in ya Jawside!
Thats what this lyric is, no miss, jus spits, jus hold ya tight shits
don't step to this when im on a spit
When I'm on the spit, you want to run quick
they wasnt physically fit, they wasnt lyrically fit
they wasnt wit it for the gigantic, mi antics
noog shot, jawside, run away shit
What you think im bussin numo flows
Like you an them numerals
Nah, its a runaway ting, no one bones in, i know what i do wit jawsin

[Chorus]
Row Row Row ya boat gently down the stream
And if you don't want holes in ya boat
Don't Roll on the Roll Deep team
No No No You don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams
If that's what your tellin me you must be my enemy
You ain't heard the word on the streets

. . .


He kept squeezing but he's missing the point
He never had his head screwed on from a boy
The boys that he rolled with they weren't his boys
He didn't realise then he was with the wrong crowd
He don't listen, that's why he won't learn anything,
Earn anything or turn anything around
He don't use his loaf when he's on the roads
That's why his life turned round, upside down
Of course there was gonna be consequences
When jumping fences, you will get court and sentenced.
That's a bad look and entrance
Keep it up, he won't see his pension
Watch me I'll live till I'm older
If he likes leng so much, go army and be a soldier
I don't care what that badman told you,
You can be a badman with out a revolver

Chorus (Breeze/Flowdan)

He's a big man, thats what he wants
He's a badman, thats his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see

He's a big man, thats what he wants
He's a badman, thats his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see

Got a gully little friend
Little gully man, gully with a leng
Billa know that he's bate on the ends
Lives for da road, more time in pen
He's blessed with me but God's not reaching him
Wasting time trying to preach to him
This boy needs help, like nobody can't chat to him
All been there done poop for a laugh
Run a muck ran up da wrong path
Been a prick done crazy shit
Gunshot
Karmas a bitch dats just the half
Youts go missin in da system
Get banged up like sonny liston
Come back worse then they went in
Pissed cos nobody missed em

Chorus (Breeze/Flowdan)

He's a big man, that's what he wants
He's a badman, that's his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see

He's a big man, that's what he wants
He's a badman, that's his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see

So what's he gonna do? Wants to do this?
Roll with the mash with the 2 clips?
Unload the shells for a few kicks?
Make em do summersaults, back flips?
After the drama he made that change
Hot headed from a younger to get that name
Other men fear him, dither and jowal
But police catch him, its straight prison
Never occurred to him to just think
"Your life means more than this"
Take another mans life there's more to it
Sit down for it
Some end up in jail
Some lose the plot
I know what it's like if they disrespect
Use your intellect, get them in another way
Clean heart, and live and over stand this
A wise man will learn but a fool never will
Chorus (Breeze/Flowdan)

He's a big man, that's what he wants
He's a badman, that's his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see
He's a big man, that's what he wants
He's a badman, that's his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see

These are some serious times
And it's only getting worse cos the streets ain't nice
It was 1996 one time at chimes
When he first heard a gunshot blud, he had to hide
Two double O six, we're in the same mix
And teenagers are rolling with nines ain't the lick
And they're shooting each other on idiot shit
Like: "man he tried it, does he think I'm a prick?"
Nah.... But I bet you felt like one
Waiting for a visit and your visit don't come
But when the door shuts, it's just you and you one
And that's because of you and what you did with a mash
Now look your family's not safe
Revenge is wanted and you're locked away
It's a circle of pain that never goes away
All because of one gunshot that you bus' that day

. . .


(Ladies and Gentlemen, please put your hands together,
for william tecqwyn!)

Wiley - (Eski boy, oy, shake a leg, shake a leg)
Oi! Dan! Wot you call this?
Why have you got me spittin on this?
I dont usually spit on tracks like these
But its jus the start and im startin to like it
Watch producers try and buy me
if you like it
dont fight it
dance with your grandma
Ill be dancing with your auntie
(Skippa- i got my hands on her bum gettin' lively
SWITCH!)
Now i move onto your girlfriend
Me dancing with your girl
now thats hell friend
i get randy
do you know what'd handy
a little glass of brandy
now im skankin with "Big Chest Mandy"
Shakin a leg in the middle of the dancefloor
im givin her what she asks for
she got a hardback wind what more can she ask for

Chorus

Come and shake a leg with me
p-p-p-p-please shake a leg with me
Oi!
Come and shake a leg with me
oh-oh-oh-oh-please shake a leg with me
Whoa!

(Ladies and gentlemen, lets have a warm welcome
for our next performer, Jose Fernandez)

Skippa - (Skippa, Esta loca, oh! Hola! OK)
This is loco flow to,
got a spanish flow to wiggle ya toe to
come, shake ya leg for a giggle
grab ya keys up, i got a knees up to go to
tap shoes black shoes any clapped shoes
going for the nitros and the free booze
in a shirt you nicked off rodrigo
roll tight in a nylon tuxedo
red hot chilli peppers, hot jalepenos
mamas in hotpants tighter than speedos
left, right, forward, backward we go
lambada with a chica, spittin image of deebo
i do the salsa with the old fogies
eatin runny guacomole green like bogies
this is a sound that i don't mind either
MC fat butch like Pat Butcher!

Chorus

Come and shake a leg with me
p-p-p-p-please shake a leg with me
Oi!
Come and shake a leg with me
oh-oh-oh-oh-please shake a leg with me
Whoa!

(Ladies and gentleman,
will you please put your hands togther
for the Ethnal from Bethnal)

Scratchy - (Scratch, Eiiiii, eiiiii)
Wot?
This sounds like the job for me
The ethnal from bethnal shakin a l-e-g
which l-e-g
third l-e-g
Yeah! hes a brother
known to be a liberty
like him. i cant see myself sittin on this
but i like music so im spittin on this
yeh you, you can join in on this one
you with the butt face and you with the cris bum
wait a minute did i say cris bum
let me check that bum, slag bum, flat bum
she's got no bum, like her back with a split in
i need to know how she sitting down
stop looking down waiting for it to expand
it's not gonna happen, it just dunt happen
so move on
you best go stress another man cause it might happen
it might just happen!

Chorus
Come and shake a leg with me
p-p-p-p-please shake a leg with me
Oi!
Come and shake a leg with me
oh-oh-oh-oh-please shake a leg with me
Whoa!

. . .

Eskimo (remix) (vocal)

[Нет текста]

. . .


verse 1:
Back in the day when i was a teenager,
me jet n joe used to play with danger
i remember when danny mo'catee was a stranger
boiz in bitteez used to shot with a pager
gods gift was pepsi and milk were'nt major
i was on front line before i used the big razor
i was a raver cocky little fader
now i feel blue lights solid gone savour
i got fun, feelings good and bad memories
times moved on but i got the same enemies
goin all out to a snitch ad 2 tell a me
that was in the past now i spit like venomy
change what ya like but the bad name stays
lifes to short to be setting your ways
whatever happened to the good old days?
those care free days i remember the days!

chorus!:
i remember when we were young
your ass kept in touch u nooooo u nooooo
reminisin back in time my life was on the line
iv grooooown i grooooown ... yeeeee ye yeee

verse 2:
i remember the days i used to be on the street
and no .. we cant still survive on the street
u wanted to no .. so im telling you that life on the
street can be an eye-opener, im watching doors
open up. Before none of this seemd possible everything
was impossible didnt stop i was flexible with the hours
and now im flexible with the powers im strong minded
some are empty minded troops get divided
they started off as friends and then they collided
i started off at home but now we're seperated u see
the loving that we both appreciated it. Before i
remember when i couldnt leave this chick, i used
to cheat n ting, make hesky beat n ting,
go home n ave a arguement creating heat n ting!
and then im off again im tryin'a leave the past behind
me, i wanna live in a place where nobody can find
me!

Chorus!

Verse 3:
I remember dem dayz when i was coming up
little kid on the rise with the heiness in d eyez
no surprise dat us kids were searchin for sutin more
the different music dat we be sellin' in every store
back den the days were diffrent the blocks were dark
and evil! Ma line ejak the sequal but das d uk
version! .. hargon was needed to survive on the streetz!
Ya had 2 stay above the water 2 b runnin wit ya lete!
school told me to hustle n hustle dat was the code!
the education and stuff had to be put on hold!
U could find me in the smokers corner flippin some coins
or find me in the cafeteria gettin double serloins!
I was a little balla balla shud've gone all the way!
Wasnt dedicated, loose canon led me astray!
In ma first move from a little mini coopey
no lay lay coming bak yer bak in the day!

Chorus!

. . .


Flo Dan
Wiley start with the show
Flo Dan from the ghetto
breeze from the venomous flow
some boys to listen and some boys to think

Wiley start with the show
Flo Dan from the ghetto
breeze from the venomous flow
some boys to listen and

CHORUS:
Dom-P
They should know that we are just too hot
representing for our block
now we started we cant stop

I think i told you this before
my crew is just to raw
these players feel ensure
x2

Wiley
yes check this lyrical talent
everybody wanna be a mc
there's no balance
willy is extravagent in a bashment
blazing fire in the bashment
but stacking the paper is a must
and shots as we bus if you step into the square
i'll put a soundboy in the electric chair
i'll clash anybody, anyone, anywhere
i use to be a moralless, no moral kid
now im a terrible kid
that made trims for the money and not the fun of it
purple haze, we're bunning it
you see, we're running it
top gunning it, tom cruising it
prada booting it.
Willy Kat is coming back a day later than this
i got a, semi automatic spraying machine
and im erratic, im going on cold in the scene

CHORUS

Wiley
Its wiley and im gettin em hyper
and i get dirty like a baby diaper
who that upon the riddem, im a lyrical sniper
all bad boys just flash yer lighters
its gun season with a millimeter
who wanna test them get defeater
we bun fire upon with our informer
bun them with the red heat seeker
my crew lay low, we are shooter
see me flex in my new nikey booter
and see me flex in me new nikey suiter
make the move for the doe in the looter
bad brain just like a computer
think you're cold but we are colder
cause im a soldier
im gonna get hot and wreck this danger
and make the paper

CHORUS

Flo Dan
Them boy get bun in a revolution
where is the gun?
breezey hand me the gun
somebody life gonna be dun
them cant see me come
pussy better get up and run
cause two double o, four, three, two, one
venomous crew, venomous what tongue
life who, life what, life that are dun
bun fire, bun fire, bun fire bun
style that we bus, man a burst long time
its gonna get bun and gonna get wind
call that my time, under your time (anybody)
its time i adjust you in MY mind
one time to the top on the rewind
so you can get beat up everytime
just to make you shoosh ????
its me, they call me bare fire knight

CHORUS

Breeze
Too nasty so they wanna blast me
wanna talk shit but they never walk past me
oi how dare you chat like i fear you
im a top boy, no-where near you
my mind will scare you
cause im far too deep
no cats pissing on the streets you see
but its weak to creep so i spare you
heard you got a girl in the west
with a double D chest
come we put her faithfulness to the test
what, she letting off? oh yes
what, she sucking off? oh yes
couldn't care less about the mess
now i got another mistress
nothing but nastiness, thats me
b-r double e-z, e
never had an std
skippy boy aka sleazy

CHORUS x2

. . .

Do Me Wrong

[Нет текста]

. . .

U Were Always

[Нет текста]

. . .

I Will Not Lose

[Нет текста]

. . .


Skepta, Roll Deep, yeh E16, N17, E3, SW9, E14, N13
We do dis ting. Rules and regulations.
I've been a skuller doing ching chang walla.
Real life, not no sci-fi horror.
Walk by today, drive-by tomorrow.
Talk out, get blazed, why do you bother?
You've been wally since Tim Tam Tommy
Go raves, get paid, but they don't wanna do it proper.
Rep my crew Roll Deep, since Ip Dip Do, And I always have something to offer
Brand new clobber, paid top well I, plus I aint no shotter or robber.
If you bare good at grime n ting then don't bother-get smacked up today, get smacked up tomorrow.
If you wanna take the piss then you're gonna hear something else holla.
See that girl over there- she's mine, I'm on her, so family don't bother.

Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that

Yo, my name is Skepta, I'm in Roll Deep but I live in North London so sometimes I don't see them.
More time I see Wiley and Matt Scratchy and Danny and Scratch, Flow Dan and Karnage on the weekend.
No G's in trouble, my nigga, that's why I'm sellin boydem to freedem.
Some man don't know that I'm in roll deep, coz they never heard me on In At The Deep End.
I rep roll deep but I'm not from E3, don't hate me coz you see me on the TV, talk about what you gonna do when you see me, and when you see me you say Skepta, wah gwan, easy.
That's how I know you ain't greezy.
I lick a shot and disappear like a genie, everybody in the country knows me.
I'm a soul survivor like young jeezy.

Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that

Ok, I don't know what them man are on
Buss, man are gone, gone with the old argument, time to move on.
Dem man are hiding, let them carry on. The studios' built, now nuff more songs.
Non stop bars, non stop beats, non stop heat I mean non stop bombs.
Non stop cash when I got my gat, too many can't flock that.
Become a non stop gonner.
I mean non stop acting, non stop tactics, man I practice on your spastics.
See, say I topple and iron like lying in a Zion.
Check that, deep, dem man are French plastic.
Biggin em again them man are just matchsticks. I aint playin games, them are not match-fit.
Although they chat shit, we've been doin dis ting and you can't chuck a ting from this.

Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that

Yeh man. Look, all I wanna do is celebrate, play nice games like chess; checkmate.
Separate the rude from the fake-are you one of them?
Real recognize real game that's the bullet and Jet Le that's me I boogie, come to the dance in a blacked out buggy, leave out the dance with a girl in a mini.
When I get come home gonna show her my buddy.
Money, funny how it changes the plot, the UK's on the block, yeh that's a lot.
Take times so you take times say please. This country's system aint designed for me.
So I gotta move up how I move up, been through the hard times. Heartbreak, Of. Jet be humble but Jet was quick. Celebrate life coz the hoodies see the blick.

Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that

. . .

Terrible

[Нет текста]

. . .


[Chorus]
I’ve found a place to live
I got it the hard way
A permanent address to give
I got it for always

Nobody here can tear me loose
They tell me there’s no escape on Heartache Avenue

(Yo, Eski, Boi)
I’m living at 22 Heartache Avenue
Come and see me tonight I got something for you
I’ve been hurt so I don’t wanna commit to you
You’re hesitating
What’s that, a no or a yes, stop gazing
Come to my palace, its amazing
Once you come you won’t wanna leave
You can stay
We can start by having a chat and then a glass of brandy
Then I will start playing mind games
I know about girls when I play mind games
She’s playing hard to get
That’s one of my games, I’m good at it
My brain is shaped on mind games since I’m 19, 0 1 7 9 days
Its 0 4 R 6, ride by days now fast lane days are here
I like this
My heart is broken but my mind is moving
Got my music career I’m movin’
Alright

[Chorus]
I’ve found a place to live
I got it the hard way
A permanent address to give
I got it for always

Nobody here can tear me loose
They tell me there’s no escape on Heartache Avenue

[Listen]
You got some funny ways about you
Can’t live with you, I can’t live without you
Love me too but I’m doubting you feel the same way ‘cause I’m crazy about you
It’s as if you don’t care
Blowing hot and cold air
We talk but you don’t ever sound there
Tell you how I feel but you don’t ever wanna hear
I’m getting mixed messages, funny text messages
Could have left it, should have left it
I’m feeling sharp pains in my left tit
Goes to show that I’m a skill for you more than a bit
And give and take I know we both do shit.
I don’t want a piece
I want the whole of the cake
Just think about what a great couple we make
My mind’s made up
Mind you, I know that I’m on the Heartache Avenue waiting for my heart to break.

[[Chorus]
I’ve found a place to live
I got it the hard way
A permanent address to give
I got it for always

Nobody here can tear me loose
They tell me there’s no escape on Heartache Avenue

[Razor]
Don’t get it you see
These days I wear my heart on my sleeve
I just wanna be free and do the birds and the bees with whoever I please
You wanna meet me at the yard?
I’ll be there in a minute
If you’re willing to give me something that I wanna get
I don’t care for a second
We can go upstairs, you can do my pairs
You pop bras like weapons
No one’s looking to settle down yet
I left my heart on my jacket downstairs in my crib
I guess right here I’m ruthless
I’m shooting Cupid now
This heart, it’s you it’s about, I am drawing it down
I’m pulling down skirts and I’m down low
Wanna get down with some girls that don’t like my attitude now
I turn my back to ‘em
I ain’t chattin’ to ‘em
If you wanna talk to me meet me at the avenue

[Chorus]
I’ve found a place to live
I got it the hard way
A permanent address to give
I got it for always

Nobody here can tear me loose
They tell me there’s no escape on Heartache Avenue

(Fade out)

. . .

Movin' in Circles

[Нет текста]

. . .


комментарии публикуются при поддержке Disqus



© 2011 Music World. Все права сохранены.