CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Victory
Ghetts – Victory
Full cartridge, eleven past ten Friday night
Loco has got man on the grey goose though
So, eyes just f**ked right now
But you know what. GH GHETTS IN IT GANG
Yeah yeah all of that but we’re leaving everything
Everything I say, I don’t even care right now
We’re leaving it lots
It is what it is dawg GHETTS IN IT GANG all day say nothing
I’m firing, GH I’m running this entire ting
Even though I ain’t mainstream yet in years to come my struggle will be inspiring
The raise and raise of, inside the mind of a grime god, what else
But there’s always something to prove
So, there will never be a day when I feel like retiring
The journalists keep enquiring, the verdict is its my pride that makes me the lion king
These MCs keep lying in bars, they ain't a lie in the path that I’m writing in
Being a star comes with strings attached like a violin
f**k the clash it’s the fight within, in this life of sin
You wanna fly and they wanna tie your wings, me I’ll die to win
Chorus
It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history
Some say my attitude stinks, but my breath smells like Mr. Min
It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history (free man)
Some say my attitude stinks (why they say that)
But my breath smells like Mr. Min (haaa)
Full cartridge, eleven past ten Friday night
Loco has got man on the grey goose though
So, eyes just f**ked right now
But you know what. GH GHETTS IN IT GANG
Yeah yeah all of that but we’re leaving everything
Everything I say, I don’t even care right now
We’re leaving it lots
It is what it is dawg GHETTS IN IT GANG all day say nothing
I’m firing, GH I’m running this entire ting
Even though I ain’t mainstream yet in years to come my struggle will be inspiring
The raise and raise of, inside the mind of a grime god, what else
But there’s always something to prove
So, there will never be a day when I feel like retiring
The journalists keep enquiring, the verdict is its my pride that makes me the lion king
These MCs keep lying in bars, they ain't a lie in the path that I’m writing in
Being a star comes with strings attached like a violin
f**k the clash it’s the fight within, in this life of sin
You wanna fly and they wanna tie your wings, me I’ll die to win
Chorus
It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history
Some say my attitude stinks, but my breath smells like Mr. Min
It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history (free man)
Some say my attitude stinks (why they say that)
But my breath smells like Mr. Min (haaa)
