Перевод песни Kano – Fightin' the Nation (f.k.a. Police & Thieves)

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Police and thieves in the street
Fightin' the nation with their
Guns and ammunition
Guns and ammunition
Late night roam the street like a fox on the road
16, experiment a little heroin and coke
Room full of coke cans, syringes
Poster over the hole where po-po kicked the door off the hinges
6 kids all living in a flat
No jobs no dough
Every dealer on his back
Mums on her own, drunk when she comes home
Days on end sleeps out and don’t phone
Daddy don’t exist
Such a cliche these days
So he looks up to the Gs, thieves
Whatever he makes G’s take and call it a clean slate
Until one day he said he had a job for him, paid
And said «all you have to do is wait
Outside one crib and tell me when the breader comes in
And who the breaders with and if the shit goes to plan you can earn a jib»
That’s what I call quick dough
But what he didn’t know that the G was a snitch
And the breaders in the crib were selling guns and cutting bricks
And he just phoned the G when the breader rolled in and told him
«He with about five man and one chick»
And next thing you know there’s armed police at the crib
Sirens so loud he’s tryna read the fed’s lips
And what sounds like «put your hands behind your head»
Was actually «don't fucking move and we won’t have to shoot»
Police and thieves in the street
Fightin' the nation with their
Guns and ammunition
Police and thieves in the street
Fightin' the nation with their
Guns and ammunition
Guns and ammunition
Guns and ammunition
Look how many youths have got guns on 'em, bustin' 'em
Eyes on the back of their heads, can’t see in front of them
Enough of 'em, it’s time to fuck with 'em
Yeah I got 99 problems and London’s one of 'em
Youths have lost lives from Stratford to Moss Side
And all they care about is if they lost stripes
I ain’t no preacher MC, I’m feeling MC’s
But dig a little a deeper like dynamite
And I know I say some bullshit in moments of anger
And it’s not cool for the fan club
Just the other day we were up late discussing Iraq
Over a glass of champagne, how fucked is that?
I ain’t celebrating shit — If I ain’t using my status to make a change,
I ain’t ever making hits
A wise man told me «Kane listen
If you want to fly like an eagle you can’t fly with pigeons»
An eagle I am for a reason I am, where I am but how you supposed to make it out
of East Ham when there’s…
Police and thieves in the street (and it’s easy to end up in a police van when
they’re…)
Fightin' the nation with their
Guns and ammunition
Police and thieves in the street
Fightin' the nation with their
Guns and ammunition
Guns and ammunition
Guns and ammunition
Guns and ammunition
Guns and ammunition
Fighting the nation with their
Guns and ammunition
Police and thieves in the street
Bang bang and it ain’t nothin' sweet
Believe, peace