Miss Cypra - Off The Limits [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro - Miss Cypra]
Yeah
You think I'm off the limits?
Green will support me

[Verse 1 - Professor Green]
Everything that I went through
All for you
Cannot think
Dunno what to do
I lost my dad
Miss you, guy
I lost you
I don't know why
So everywhere we go
I can tell them
That these are the words
That I'm yelling
Made it from the front
Then the back
And I made it back
That's the fact
Now everything that we went through
Was every single f**king thing about you
They think I am great for what I've sent
Even though I fell in this by accident

[Verse 2 - Miss Cypra]
Shot down before but got back up
They run away, I gotta catch up
Everything I've done for three decades
You should go back to the tracks I've made
From Hole In The Wall to Bargain with my mates
Popular my mote popular to date
I'm getting stronger again, once more
Growing strength, though, is sometimes sore
Made collabs with Bizzle and Ghetts
I spent about a hundred thousand on bets
But that doesn't matter now, that was long ago
I gotta revert that whatever so
So help me out, I will get this going
Even if it involves shifting and rowing
Guy Fox, we let you rest in peace
We have done ever since your cease

[Verse 3 - Professor Green]
We have done this so many times
But soon it might be the end of the line
My brackets are crackers taking off the cheese
Even if it makes all you cry and sneeze
Ever suicided and then resurrected
Like those plants when they were dissected
Bye bye, now, listen, man
To keep you I will do whatever I can
Got a last or a middle name?
I could get you in the rap game

[Verse 4 - Miss Cypra]
We went so far, we're the stars
This is lyrical, it is like a mirical
I got this burning up back in the day
Recording songs in April and May
Recording sings even at Christmas
I had to put that track on a wishlist
Everyday I write, only got gum to bite
Get the price right or you'll get into a fight
Like I have before, thank god it was quick
Look at me again and I might be gone in a whish
I gave you birth so I'll give you a wish
Even if it is just minor like a hug or a kiss
So we type and type and think of words
Whilst looking at the sky and all the birds
This has been Cyp, but I'll be back
Better get another song going to whack

[Outro - Professor Green]
And we look up to the sky
And we see the doves flying high
And think of those we have lost
And books that were scrapped
And houses burnt thousands of years ago
And everything else
And all of the songs
That we have ever wrote