Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
Admittance is the key to start the healin’ right
– L-ammissjoni hija ċ-ċavetta biex tibda l-healin’dritt
But I didn’t wanna eat that humble pie, no, I
– Imma ma ridtx niekol dik it-torta umli, le, jien
Father God, forgive me
– Missier Alla, aħfirli
It’s been a couple years, there may be more that I ain’t prayed
– Għaddew ftit snin, jista’jkun hemm aktar li ma nitlobx
Even longer I ain’t been to church, God, I’m ashamed
– Saħansitra itwal ma kontx il-knisja, Alla, nistħi
Embarrassed of my ways, but still, I’m askin’ for Your grace
– Imbarazzat bil-modi tiegħi, imma xorta waħda, jien nitlobha għall-grazzja Tiegħek
Feel like I been led astray
– Ħoss li ġejt immexxi żvijat
By the drinkin’ and the spirits I let take me when I ride
– Mill-drinkin ‘ u l-ispirti i let tieħu me meta i rikba
And the ladies in the night
– U l-onorevoli fil-lejl
Most people, they got demons, I got angels that I fight
– Ħafna nies, kisbu demonji, sibt anġli li niġġieled
Tryna save you from my plight
– Ipprova ssalvak mill qagħda mwiegħra tiegħi
I pray I make it to the light
– Nitlob nagħmilha għad dawl
South London where we lie
– Nofsinhar Ta’Londra fejn nigdbu
Abdullah died at sixteen, and I still feel that same rage
– Abdullah miet fis-sittax-il sena, u għadni nħoss dik l-istess rabja
Cah we all gettin’ older and he still the same age
– Cah aħna lkoll nixjieħu u għadu l-istess età
It’s his twenty-seventh birthday, in his pic, he’s fourteen
– Huwa s-sebgħa u għoxrin sena tiegħu, fl-istampa tiegħu, huwa erbatax
Back when we would all dream
– Lura meta aħna kollha ħolma
There’s Stephanie, she lived at fourteen
– Hemm Stephanie, għexet fl-erbatax
And he lived at number seventeen, and I was number twelve
– U għex fin-numru sbatax, u jien kont in-numru tnax
When I used to think that if I’d skip church, I go to Hell
– Meta kont naħseb li kieku naqbeż il-knisja, immur l-Infern
So when they ask about grief and how it feels, I know it well
– Allura meta jistaqsu dwar in-niket u kif iħossu, nafha sew
I missed his tenth anniversary in 2024
– Tlift l għaxar anniversarju tiegħu fl 2024
I know the value of this picture, we ain’t gettin’ any more
– Naf il-valur ta’din l-istampa, m’aħniex niksbu’aktar
Then I go, and I get angry, God, like, “Why’d you take him for?”
– Imbagħad immur, u nirrabja, Alla, bħal, ” Għaliex tieħu għalih?”
He was just a baby
– Kien biss tarbija
All these emotions that I’m feelin’, it’s the strength I pray for
– Dawn l-emozzjonijiet kollha li jien inħosshom, hija s-saħħa li nitlob għaliha
God, for anyone that’s with us that can vouch I pray for
– Alla, għal kull min hu magħna li jista’jiggarantixxi nitlob għalih
Pray that I feel less lonely in this house I prayed for
– Itlob biex inħossni inqas solitarju f’din id dar li tlabt għaliha
I pray that
– Nitlob hekk
Yeah
– Iva
With this cross that you bear on me
– B’din is salib li ġġorr fuqi
Can you look after my mum? She probably used her last prayer on me
– Tista’tieħu ħsieb ommi? Probabbilment użat l aħħar talb tagħha fuqi
Can’t let the Devil in, there’s repentance in the Bible, God, remind my ex of this
– Ma nistax inħalli lix – xitan jidħol, hemm indiema fil-Bibbja, Alla, ifakkar lill-eks tiegħi f’dan
Feel like we was meant for this, move mountains and boulders
– Ħoss li konna maħsuba għal dan, nimxu muntanji u blat
We at them ages where our parents gettin’ older, may they never need a shoulder
– Aħna fl-etajiet tagħhom fejn il-ġenituri tagħna jixjieħu, jalla qatt ma jkollhom bżonn spalla
I done shit I can’t condone, real sermons on my own
– Għamilt ħmieġ ma nistax napprova, priedki reali waħdi
I’m in church, more worried ’bout the service on my phone
– Jien fil-knisja, aktar inkwetat ‘ bout is-servizz fuq it-telefon tiegħi
And on Judgement Day, are You gonna write it in my sins?
– U F’jum Il-Ġudizzju, int se tiktebha fi dnubieti?
Cah my nigga, he got cancer, and I’m lyin’ to his kids
– Cah nigga tiegħi, huwa ħa l-kanċer, u jien lyin’lit-tfal tiegħu
God, I’m tryin’, but it hits me in my heart
– Alla, jien nipprova’, imma jolqotni f’qalbi
I done lost so many niggas that’s been with me from the start
– Tlift tant niggas li kien miegħi mill bidu
Then I pray for quick change and I ain’t even try it fast
– Imbagħad nitlob għal bidla mgħaġġla u lanqas biss nipprova malajr
All I ever did was ask, shattered glass, crucifixes on my chest
– Kull ma għamilt qatt kien li nistaqsi, ħġieġ imfarrak, kurċifissi fuq sidri
Pray to purchase a Patek, for my church, they cut a check
– Itolbu biex jixtru Patek, għall-knisja tiegħi, huma jaqtgħu kontroll
How am I tryna pray for Congo with these diamonds on my neck?
– Kif nipprova nitlob għall-Kongo b’dawn id-djamanti fuq għonqi?
There’s a father and there’s a son
– Hemm missier u hemm iben
Pray that I can show him how to love a woman through his mum
– Itlob biex nista’nurih kif iħobb mara permezz ta’ommu
Because I never got the chance, and I just want the best
– Għax qatt ma sibt iċ-ċans, u rrid biss l-aħjar
For my three little nieces that I carry on my chest
– Għat tliet neputijiet żgħar tiegħi li nġorr fuq sidri
I’m prayin’ for my managers, I’m prayin’ for their wives
– Jien nitolbu’għall-maniġers tiegħi, jien nitolbu’għan-nisa tagħhom
‘Cause God knows that they’re the ones that sacrifice their lives
– ‘għaliex Alla jaf li huma dawk li jissagrifikaw ħajjithom
I would’ve said their names, but God, you know who I mean
– Jien kont ngħid isimhom, imma Alla, taf min irrid infisser
I’m prayin’ for my brothers, God, protect us on the streets
– Jien nitolbu’għal ħuti, Alla, ipproteġina fit-toroq
I had the steak at Carbone and didn’t pray before I eat
– Kelli l isteak Fil Karbonju u ma tlabtx qabel ma niekol
It’s like I call You when I need You, and I don’t, we don’t speak
– Qisni nsejjaħlek meta jkolli bżonnek, u jien le, ma nitkellmux
Ground rules for my niggas found schools back at Lambeth Town Hall
– Regoli bażiċi għan-niggas tiegħi sabu skejjel lura Fil-Muniċipju Ta’lambeth
I helped him pray, but didn’t know that it was on my downfall
– Għentitu jitlob, imma ma kontx naf li kien fuq il-waqgħa tiegħi
So when I’m ice cold
– Allura meta nkun kiesaħ bis silġ
When no blood is in my veins, numbers on my days
– Meta l-ebda demm ma jkun fil-vini tiegħi, numri fil-jiem tiegħi
Will I say I love this life of rain?
– Se ngħid li nħobb din il-ħajja tax-xita?
I’m just prayin’ that my purpose can justify my pain
– Jien biss nitolbu’li l-iskop tiegħi jista’jiġġustifika l-uġigħ tiegħi
I’m just prayin’ that my purpose can justify my pain
– Jien biss nitolbu’li l-iskop tiegħi jista’jiġġustifika l-uġigħ tiegħi
My mum used to creep in my room and put oil and a cross on my head
– Ommi kienet titkaxkar f’kamarti u tpoġġi żejt u salib fuq rasi
Anoint me and probably read a verse like Psalm 23
– Idlek u probabbilment aqra vers bħal Salm 23
“The Lord is my shepherd”, and maybe Matthew 4
– “Il-Mulej huwa r-ragħaj tiegħi”, u forsi mattew 4
“The word is my weapon tonight”
– “Il-kelma hija l-arma tiegħi llejla”
If I can’t pray for peace, then I just pray we win the war
– Jekk ma nistax nitlob għall – paċi, allura nitlob biss nirbħu l-gwerra
It’s been twenty-six years, I don’t know what I’m fightin’ for
– Għaddew sitta u għoxrin sena, ma nafx għalxiex qed niġġieled
Well, maybe it’s a place to fill your everlastin’ light
– Ukoll, forsi huwa post fejn timla d-dawl ta’everlastin tiegħek
In a world where kids that die get a second chance at life
– F’dinja fejn it-tfal li jmutu jkollhom it-tieni ċans fil-ħajja
Christ, I don’t know what to say to You
– Kristu, ma nafx x’għandi ngħidlek
I pray to You, forgive me for the days I had a reason to
– Nitolbok, aħfirli għall-jiem li kelli raġuni biex
And I ain’t had faith in You
– U jien ma kellix fidi Fik
You did it for the sake of me and how I’ve forsaken You
– Int għamiltha għall fini tiegħi u kif stajt forsaken Int
I prayed for new shoes and I used them to walk away from You
– Tlabt għal żraben ġodda u użajthom biex nitbiegħed Minnek
Made it out with drugs, swapped the pen for the needles
– Għamilha bid-drogi, skambjat il-pinna għall-labar
And I just found a different way to poison my people
– U għadni kemm sibt mod differenti biex nivvelena lin nies tiegħi
You could say it’s testimony that I’m tellin’ them my story
– Tista’tgħid li hija xhieda li jien ngħidilhom l-istorja tiegħi
But how we sellin’ them the Devil, still givin’ God the glory?
– Imma kif aħna jbiegħu “minnhom l-Devil, xorta Givin” Alla l-glorja?
Can I pray?
– Nista’nitlob?
Take care of me
– Ħu ħsiebi
Can I, can I go on top of the drums?
– Nista’, nista’mmur fuq it-tnabar?
On top of those ones? Oh, what, them?
– Fuq dawk? Oh, xiex, minnhom?
Yeah, yeah, it’s the
– Iva, iva, huwa l –
Take care of me
– Ħu ħsiebi
Take care of me
– Ħu ħsiebi
