Morad: Bzrp Music Sessions, Vol. 47 (English Translation) Lyrics – Bizarrap & Morad

[Intro]
M.D.L.R, look.
M.D.L.R, look.

[Chorus]
Back then, I couldn’t even afford to walk in the store.
You wouldn’t understand that life not anymore.
The only way I got my clothes was stealing off the floor.
Now look at me, I’m paying taxes every month.
Back then, I couldn’t even afford to walk in the store.
You wouldn’t understand that life not anymore.
The only way I got my clothes was stealing off the floor.
Now look at me, I’m paying taxes every month.

[Post-Chorus]
Morad don’t declare; he won’t need to, and I won’t stop.
They’re playing checkmate? Control yourself ‘fore you get got.
Someone will tie you up, and honestly, I don’t know what I’ll do.
I know you’re gonna cry, but don’t you worry I’ll take care of you.

[Bridge]
Gangsters asking for a safety net? No.
Claiming they got humility? No.
Saying they’re filled with evil? No.
They’re all talk, but it’s just not the truth.

[Verse]
I only speak the real; nobody says it to my face.
I’m from the streets, from the Mara era, that’s my base.
I never thought I’d rap, but now I’ve found my place.
Thirty-thirty kilos, I’ll never stop the pace.
Nights filled with pure despair, Biza, don’t you give me no excuse.
The whole package is mine; my love for money is no ruse.
But my momma comes first, that’s a bond I’ll never lose.
She’s always on my mind, that’s the only truth.
First with Biza, repping for the continent.
Seems to bother people, leaves them bitter, malcontent.
Payment in my hand, paying dues to the establishment.
Payment in my hand, no time for small talk, I’m hellbent.

[Chorus]
Back then, I couldn’t even afford to walk in the store.
You wouldn’t understand that life not anymore.
The only way I got my clothes was stealing off the floor.
Now look at me, I’m paying taxes every month.
Back then, I couldn’t even afford to walk in the store.
You wouldn’t understand that life not anymore.
The only way I got my clothes was stealing off the floor.
Now look at me, I’m paying taxes every month.

[Post-Chorus]
Morad don’t declare; he won’t need to, and I won’t stop.
They’re going for checkmate? Control yourself ‘fore you get got.
Someone will tie you up, and honestly, I don’t know what I’ll do.
I know you’re gonna cry, but don’t you worry I’ll take care of you.

[Interlude]
M.D.L.R, this is the new era.
M.D.L.R, this is the new era.
M.D.L.R, this is the
M.D.L.R, this is the
M.D.L.R, this is the
M.D.L.R, this is the new era.

[Outro]
(La-la-la-ah-ah-ah-ah)
“Back then, I couldn’t even afford to walk in the store…”
(La-la-la-ah-ah-ah-ah)
“The only way I got my clothes was stealing off the floor…”
(La-la-la-ah-ah-ah-ah)
“Back then, I couldn’t even afford to walk in the store…”
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
“Now look at me, I’m paying taxes every month…”

It’s a wrap.