BACK 2 GRIME Songtext
von Porchy

I was born for this, can′t let 'em forget
I′m from the era of the disk and cassettes
I can do grime, pop, and trap, I'm a vet
'Cause I don′t really care, so please don′t be upset


Ring the bells for the kingpin, ding-ding
Spitting bullets all you hear is zing-zing, ping-ping
Sonar got an echo when I sing things, ring-ring
Now I got her twerking on a sling string, wink-wink
Bouncing like a spring-spring, clink-clink
I'm in love with the beat, not a fling thing swing wings
Metaphor for flying, ever so I′m applying
My forces, I'm supplying, everyone with what I bring-bring, yeah
Got it popping like popcorn
If they got a million bangers, I got more
Drop four in a week, watch everybody drop jaw
Hot core, so I kill it for everyone′s encore
On tour, grip the microphone until my hands sore
Dropped out of college, I never made sophomore
I got connections, so if anybody test me
I don't care if we′re connected, buddy, I'mma cut chords
My name's Porch, yeah, I bring forces
I spit raw shit, I can′t forfeit
Important, no exhaustion
No endorsements, no extortion
Still get this shit lit like torches
Might catch me with a bitch that′s gorgeous
Thousand horses to the fortress
Where the sauce is


Вайб, три икса, hoe
Возобновляется сага
Бас хуярит из саба
Тебя позабывают и за год
Зиг-зиг-загом лихо петляет слалом
Это реконкиста хип-хапа
Ты скопировал стиль по лекалам
Экий неказистый ты кадр
Дам им слов, много слов
Новых слов, странных слов
Я мастодонт, острослов
Грайм-основ: Charlie Sloth
Сладких снов, я здесь богослов
За кэш баснословный
Нет таких в словаре, ни кроссфордах, и этаких слов
Чтоб допёрло до этих ослов
Я не зря сижу взаперти
Пытаюсь вечно чё-то решить
Лишь усложняя сам себе жиснь
Голос шепчет: Просто пиши, будь здесь
Тут, а не там, тут, а не там, там
Тут, а не там, тут, а не-та-не там, будь тут
И я снова бегу по битам
Но не покидая дома в глуши, fertig

I had to drop a little something, let me show them
Never ready for the flowing that I throw them
See what I'm showing, I′m glowing like I'm a Vulken
I kill it hard like I bring a fucking rope in
Check this, mic check
Hold up, I′m next
I am your highness
No clocks, timeless
Sick like I block up your sinus
What I do, can't buy that — priceless
What I do, can′t buy that — priceless
What I do, can't buy that — priceless
They're watching my life with a bag of opinions
Which one of them are gonna pay my bills
Then them immature brats get wisdom
So into the drama, иone with Palava
Тever stop spreading that fiction
Calm down, love, I don′t give a fuck
I will make them resign like Nixon
So into the drama, иone with Palava
Тever stop spreading that fiction
Calm down, love, I don′t give a fuck
I will make them resign like Nixon

Force to be reckoned with
You can't ignore I was born to be hella sick
Taught to be better quick, all I wanna do is be a legend
For the credit that I earned from these feathered shifts
Aced the game I could never quit
Paid my dues, didn′t cheat, and I never skipped
I lived in a council estate growing up
So I'm proud that I′m no longer derelict
Whole life I will grow with my relatives
Bring more hype on the show, whole life on the road
I guess being cold is imperative
Touch mic and freeze all the negative
You could never see another copy of a beast like me
But I see too many wanna spit like P
My flow flows like seas overseas, they still oversee
You wanna talk grime? I ain't never been an outline
I come through like I never wanna resign
You better move, boy, you better pass me the mic
I′m in the booth, and I'm letting the bullets fly
Fly like Pegasus, write these light testaments
Rhymes like genesis, sick I'm like tetanus
Living off adrenaline
Everybody knows: I be putting on a show when I walk up in the premise