Paroles Fire In The Booth Part 3 par Ghetts

Ah yeah, it's got to that all important time of the show. Once again, my favourite part of the show, Fire In The Booth. But as you can see, the settings today, they're a little bit different. We in the desert, in the middle of Dubai. Conflict of Interest has just dropped and the album is a movie. So I call my guy Ghetts, I was like 'Boy, what we gon' do? We've gotta match the movie with another movie. We need to create something that people will talk about for decadеs to come'. We're calling this onе Fire In The Desert. Now Ghetts he's about to pull up and he's about to deliver a moment of greatness

All my cars above par
All my bags are Yamaha
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha
There's even a go kart in my garage
Life was hard but now [?]
Man got money and moved area
Sometimes I don't know if I'm from Plaistow, Iraq or Siberia
How can a yardman order Chinese but he won't eat food from Nigeria?
Vulture love using the word culture but don't know my career
Babe, I just wan' be friends, don't cry over my criteria
I just told Ten put this beat in Logic and loop that fam
No metaphors or double-entendres b-but the truth just bangs
From the day you heard of me it's been nothing but merkery
I didn't plan it the way another human has
Mic man sheller, lifespan forever
Straight from the BMX Diamondback era
Kill a MC with presence alone
Merry Christmas, I can rap better
Sarsaparilla, Apple Copella
I've got the juice right now and whenever
The boy's blessed in ways you can't measure
The ruler's back, don't ever
They ain't used to this sh*t
It's way too futuristic
DeLorean, you persisted
Them Mandalorians, moving mystic
I slam the door then review the witness
Crime rate, new statistics
Knife game too ballistic
Open a boy's chest like being in a sauna with Eucalyptus
Breathe my n***a
I said breathe my n***a
I be living my life like I know the date that I'm gonna die yeah
I've already seen my killer
Put him in a spliff and [?] bill up
Hat low like me Bryce Tiller
Rambo see di liver
I'm a green gate East side n***a
Son of a gun, please don't be my trigger
I live my life to the fullest, that's why I don't run out of subjects
I do big boy deals with the brands my n***a and man are still sweet with the rough necks
Told my man I've got a ten year plan, that's inevitable success
I don't care what time of the day it is as long as my son's set
What enemies? I ain't got one left

Let these people know
This my Dubai, there's a eagle flow
Old school ghetto front teeth or gold
Got the first one right so the sequel's sold
Long time when I said invest in Ghetts, but the mandem are cool with illegal dough
And now times have changed and I'm out of sight, Don Cheadle flow

What, you never saw that coming?
There's money but I ain't any door man running
15K, one verse, that's nothing
If I keep it a hundred
It should be a hundred
The zone I'm in, there's no comfort
And I'm just warming
You'll see when you answer your calling
The other calls just seem like unknown numbers
Please do not address me, you ain't welcome on this doormat
Man have got real shooters on standby, I saved your life when I told them 'Ignore that'
House, car and phone insurance but your life's at risk and you haven't insured that
I double up, I take out two and bring four back
Them boy came in the game all nervous
Weren't sure about their verses
When I was first heard on the airwaves, nothing but turbulence
I told man 'Practice what you preach' 'cause I live my sermons
Boy, don't talk 'bout dirt, you ain't done it or been that person
CV check, your doc*ment's on a PDF
You're not a man that we respect
I'm really outside, man's 3D Ghetts
See me here, man see me there
I can't argue online with a neeky breh
About GB scared, you wish like say you have a genie spare

Ay Ghetts, I didn't know you was gonna go in like this my guy. Fire In The Desert for real, woo, jheez. I don't think they're ready for this and we ain't done yet

When I was sixteen I had big dreams
Mum said don't follow no crowd, if I'm calling someone I ringlead
Man are talking, I pull up and crash and no one's gone through the windscreen?
How Sway, I'm intrigued
If I pull up and crash I'm Wiley, I'm making a big scene
Outside but we was in deep
Where I'm from we've got our own big [?]
School North but I lived East
So my time white vest like Vin Dies
You've gotta be thick-skinned
When you ain't a person who fits in
They ain't crowd when I make you the victim
But the thing is they're insecure themselves
Ain't thinking for themselves
So many clones, I've seen kings ignore themselves
Why you wanna be somebody else?
He just wan' be someone he's not
Just wan' be somebody's girl
Oh my days, I just realised
Some people are playing a role and other people have got a role to play
You probably think 'What's the difference?', it's all roles, both are fake
Ha, alright, okay mate
Well hi my name's Ghetts, I'm a father of two
I watch extreme sports and I roller-skate
Summer 2-17 I crashed Lambzy's bike and f**ked up my knees and my shoulder blade
My dad said I'm a madman, quad, no helmet, one-fifteen on the motorway
What, me, selfish? Never, but all I do is overtake
I could've put that in my bio
Spent most of my teenage years in YO
Went school with Leona Lewis and [?]
I deal with it like a Lannister, I cannot think of a man that I owe
And if we're talking payback, that's payback 'cause of [?]
I'm back in the place, chiropractor
Drill, rap, grime, don't matter
Mind over matter
Madman from the badlands, eyes go blacker
Read your face like a book, final chapter
Kye said I'm in a different realm
And Ten if we're talking beats then this right here is a different belt
Still, I'm so down to Earth I should have dirt in my fingernails
My man's saying his name with vim but that name there don't ring a bell
We didn't know that you was from here like Idris when he played Stringer Bell
Whenever they ask me how I'm doing, I just reply 'Fam things are well'
Rum and the coke or give me the Hennessy mixed with a bit of the ginger ale
Whenever I'm drunk I get on my phone and end up try to ring Chanel
She said 'Pick me up I'm with tings as well'
I've got pixie dust from Tinkerbell
Album man, I do not do single well
Heaven on Earth, translation, Flipping Hell

Yo, Conflict of Interest out right now, you already know. Made Fire In The Booth the littest ever, Fire In The Desert, Fire In The Dunes. Big up my brudda Charlie Sloth, you already know bruv, back home we go. Works is running, say nutting