Graindaamaan [English translation]
Graindaamaan [English translation]
I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky
To fall down from there, to miss that
On the edge of the world, on the edge
I'm standing still, still
Guess I wasn't the only one
A little boy who exaggerated his skills
For real, weighing fifty kilos
There's fifty rapadoodles here, going crosseyed with
my thing and this is what I do
This is my thing and how I go
all the way and even when the beat stops
You got badly hit (got badly hit)
And ain't it funny how your piehole isn't open anymore
Me and Efu will pop the haters in the nose
Streetstyle, savvy in writing and freestyling
See, I only rest on Tuesdays
And that's the day that always gets ruined
when I start planning on my new track
Compared to other bozos I'm living the new era
This is how the stars live
I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky
To fall down from there, to miss that
And it makes me regret, regret
And it hurts, hurts
I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky
To fall down from there, to miss that
On the edge of the world, on the edge
I'm standing still, still
The fact is, if you don't put your heart into it you won't get anything done
I'm writing my feelings into these lines, so you'd get something to hype about
Just say Tuomas, say, say, just Tuomas
But let's put it straight, I won't ever be "just Tuomas"
Never, the spark's been glowing inside too brightly since a kid
With Disney mentality it's impossible to let go of the Mic
They say you should wear the shoes that fit
Been pushing so hard the vocal booth is starting to feel like home
Honestly, if you listen you'll feel it
If you feel it then come along and compare to what the others are doing
Turn off the radios, I'm alone like a rhyme without a pair
Single guy and too often involved in marriage crisis
Not asking for much, I suffice to this
A workaholic, almost wishing for someone to pull the battery out
But it is what it is, do what you can
Do it well, do it full on, do it hard!
I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky
To fall down from there, to miss that
And it makes me regret, regret
And it hurts, hurts
I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky
To fall down from there, to miss that
On the edge of the world, on the edge
I'm standing still, still
Let's force this into your brain gently then
that I ain't competing with anyone
And they ask me, "what kind are you?"
That kind, that you can't make me do this
I won't slow down or argue with you
I think this is a nice scene, that's why I keep on going
Won't stop for a second, a second's like a thousand euros
Though a thousand guys do this too, we just keep on going
This is how I did it when I got back home
Being wasted and broke is for snotfaces only
That's right, we were 'high on rap', surprise
Poking "Why you wearing that rag on your head?"
And when I'm cu-cu-cu-cu-cutting
They're like a fish out of water, start twitching, boy
I'm like a giant that he's imprinting on
And this record is my second one, that's a Deja Vu
I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky
To fall down from there, to miss that
And it makes me regret, regret
And it hurts, hurts
I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky
To fall down from there, to miss that
On the edge of the world, on the edge
I'm standing still, still
- Artist:Mikael Gabriel
- Album:Pohjosen poika (2011)