Текст и перевод песни Malcolm B - E.T. Flow

E.T. Flow

Yo, jag tror det r dags att jag berttar vart jag kommer ifrn.
Yo, det gr shr
Wadadadeng, wadadadadeng, mitt namn r Malcolm B och jag r frn Bredng.
Yo, wadadeng wadadadadeng du kan catcha mig i orten rocka byxorna i hng.

Uh, det var en gng en kille som kom ifrn ingenting, men s full av ambitioner, visioner var han i kring.
Frsta ekvationen, var basket stjla skjut spring.
Men jag gilla ej o passa s jag platsa inte in.
M.B passade p stim, brja simma emot strmmen.
Nr jag gick till smns, var det scenen som var drmmen
Berm r n't jag ville ha, sjtrna det jag ville va'.
Ngon dag, kommer killen med skillen ha millen ja.
Swaggen r unik, checka min lyrik, det hr r sagan om hur underhuggarn tog sig dit.
Ge mig ett beat, penna pendlar utan hggen p kredit. Reppar streetsen, kkar MC's bon appetit.
Tog ett steg bak, tv steg fram.
Jag ska ta det upp till toppen med min frortslang.
Fr hiphop utan mig r som ris utan curry, jag kan spotta freestyle om vran jury.
Sho till Andreas aa vi vet du skriver hits, o vi ter pommes frites nr du sippar vin p Ritz.
Du r ntt av ett fenomen, vldigt kunnig i din gren, men sluta tracka ner p folk och stll dig hr p scen.
Ja, M.B va en G. Men jag snkte ner ljudet o jag kolla p Marie.
Du r vacker, du r s fin. Mns va en dummer, sg till om du vill chinga med en kille ifrn slummen.
Orup du r skn, och din stil r ganska tuff, men du kunde haft en trja nr du sjng Magaluf.
Och Ison du r cool, du r 127. S lt mig fucking visa hur vi gr det hr och nu, yo.

Wadadadeng, wadadadadeng.
Mitt namn r Malcolm B och jag r frn Bredng.
Yo, wadadadeng, wa da da da.

E.T. Flow

Yo, I guess it's time for me to let you know where I come from.
Yo, it goes like this.
Wadadadeng, wadadadadeng, my name is Malcolm B and I'm from Brooklyn.
Yo, wadadeng wadadadadeng you can catch me in the hood rocking the pants in slang.

Uh, once upon a time there was a kid who came from nothing, but full of ambitions, visions were his thing.
First equation, was basketball steal shoot run.
But I didn't like to pass so I didn't fit in.
M.B started to clown, started to swim against the current.
When I went to sleep, it was the stage that was the dream.
Fame is something I wanted, a star is what I wanted to be.
Someday, the kid with the skill is gonna have the million ya.
The swag is unique, check my lyrics, this is the tale of how the underdog made it there.
Give me a beat, pen swings without a stop on credit. Rapping the streets, looking at MC's bon appetit.
Took a step back, two steps forward.
I'm gonna take it to the top with my hood slang.
Because hiphop without me is like rice without curry, I can freestyle about our jury.
Shout to Andreas aa we know you write hits, and we eat french fries when you sip wine at the Ritz.
You are somewhat of a phenomenon, very knowledgeable in your field, but stop dissing people and stand here on stage.
Yes, M.B was a G. But I turned down the volume and I looked at Marie.
You are beautiful, you are so beautiful. Man was a fool, tell me if you want to hang out with a guy from the slum.
Orup, you are beautiful, and your style is quite tough, but you could have worn a shirt when you sang Magaluf.
And Ison you are cool, you are 127. So let me fucking show you how we do it here and now, yo.

Wadadadeng, wadadadadeng.
My name is Malcolm B and I'm from Brooklyn.
Yo, wadadadeng, wa da da da.