GREATEST RAPPER ALIVE – English Lyrics

• By: CLAVISH
• Album: Yesterday Was Once Tomorrow

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the world of UK Rap with Clavish! This track is a perfect way to learn modern British slang and rhythmic wordplay. Its unique, conversational flow makes it an excellent tool for understanding how contemporary artists use cadence and street vernacular to express confidence and status.

[English]

Allow me to reintroduce myself

They all think you're the driller when I've done more

Don't confuse yourself

Prideful and stubborn, no way in hell would I call you for help

Grade coloured DF, that's one way to make the groupies melt

Go ask the foes if little Nettles used to hit their block

And then hit him a home run

And if we ain't see no one on their block, if we hit up their home

And I done slept on genuine girls, but then took in some hoe ones

The scumiest thing that I ever did was run off with whole ones

No open goals, had hoes in situations begging for tappings

Facts the same way my whole hood used to beg me to rap

And since then, they can't tell you even one time I was capping

They nicked me for some shit - did

But no way you'll catch me ratting

Her head game out of this world, could be Jupiter, could be Saturn

Could be Neptune, maybe Venus, or one of them other planets

Mummy kicked me out the cut, couldn't manage with all the trapping

Started giving cats work to sleep over, and this is all facts

Bad timing, my emerald cuts are not lab diamonds

The internet got people wiling, like, comment, subscribing

Gotta watch what I said in court

They're using lyrics when you catch a case

You tell the truth, you're dumb

If you cap in your raps, you're fucking lame

I'm still cropping pics when I see a Judas in the picture frame

I'm still tagging sticks in cars

I whip, cah I don't mind taking chase

Okay, I done made pagans relocate

I done see love start squeezing the hate

Or dem pilates sessions she be attending now I can't see no waist

You ain't been in no sitch where snitching's beneficial

But you won't speak on names

But I'm just a rapper boy, like what he said

I don't want no Rico Case

Face your fate and when you leave home

Make sure back, you make it safe

- try cut through blending, but no cap all he heard was 808's

Used to dream about a hundred racks, but I've made a lot more

Bought the Patek for 80,000, used to dream about an Offshore

Now I'm not sure, from early became the man of my household

But before that, used to look up to my dad like Harry Osborn

The first wapeen that I ever bought was a .38 special

Free A, he's in jail

Sending niggas to splash hot water from their kettle

And fuck your flowers

There ain't much that I can do with all them petals

I know niggas that used to be him, now him ain't on the schedule

And I know girls, Chanel bagged off, living in council flats

I know guys, no jewelry, but made a killing of the trap

I know guys that killed niggas, but killed them niggas by accident

I know guys first time going jail, got way more than they could fathom

Got Stevie saying, "I should be a bigger artist"

But the truth is I ain't ever tried in music

And always took this shit for granted

Like, one day I'm in the booth, then the next I'm in the hill

Home is where the heart is

That's probably why I end up right back where it started

I try stay away from writing songs like this

But this shit's therapeutic

Attempt to go commercial, but them songs don't ever do shit

Now I'm back in the studio, feeling embarrassed and stupid

I'm from the hood were funeral's, the only time you wear suit

Niggas saying that I've changed, that sounds like whattings I reckon

And I hope you're not comparing eight years ago to the present

Free wax, the federallies caught him slipping with a wesson

He's been touring in Her Majesty's prison now for a second

I done helped out, got no thanks, I'm assuming they'll thank me later

Parji gave me my man's address, and now I owe her a favor

Mom found Dutty N Dubs like that Dappy, Tulisa and Fazer

She said get out, take your phone and all this paraphernalia

The sad thing about death isn't even the fact that they die

It's the fact that dead and gone without even saying goodbye

And you can literally see my pain if you look into my eyes

Chico, they never lie, there's no way you ain't watch that film

And you're a pussy, you probably prefer to die before you kill

A midlife crisis had me contemplating growing dreads

I'm from the trench

A stabbing happened outside my mum's on my first day out the feds

I know she CC walks already, I've been in her bedroom and her bed

Unfinished business too, and money can't buy happiness

It's like, all they want is sticks dropped

And them shootings, they'll be happy to

I don't need game, I'll be turning bitches on just from my attitude

Got tired of being broke, hitting sales is what I had to do

To live this life, you got a sacrifice, and it might cost lots

Bro, I drifted one of my closest cousins car

He lived on the opp block

Thought I was the man, the first week, my phone done a bag a day

Hitting every shot, like, "I need competition eradicated"

Look, can't be like him when I'm 30 plus

ADB beats, I've murdered nuff

Most these bitches got them a price tag

But that just saves me flirting much

Put Doogie to rest, with a burner tucked

I'll be the reason Burner's buss

Telling lies about - ran off with a P

He only reads two birds and up

- said he got grenades, but that's a serious thing

T charge, and a Category A is what they'll put you in

Her pussy so wet, I'll be slipping out after slipping in

- Prolly thought I was a clown, until he got the ying

Trying to convince Lski that ain't worth a crash over

Got hoes from New York to the Yam, you little pricks would bash over

And they're cool with no strings being attached

And if boydem stop this card, then long story short, it's a rap

Just know we grew up playing money up, we weren't shooting no dice

Put in work with my age group, all the way up to dices

When you're humble, you give them room to believe whatever they like

So Imma start telling myself I'm the greatest rapper alive

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Key Vocabulary

Vocabulary	Meanings
driller /ˈdrɪlər/ B2	noun - In street slang, a person involved in violent criminal activities or 'drilling'.
capping /ˈkæpɪŋ/ C1	verb - To lie or exaggerate, especially in rap culture.
pagan /ˈpeɪɡən/ C1	noun - In London slang, an enemy or rival gang member.
snitching /ˈsnɪtʃɪŋ/ B2	verb - Inform on someone to the authorities.
trapping /ˈtræpɪŋ/ B2	verb - Engaging in drug dealing, typically in a 'trap house'.
therapeutic /ˌθɛrəˈpjuːtɪk/ C1	adjective - Having a healing or relieving effect.
fathom /ˈfæðəm/ C2	verb - To understand or comprehend something difficult.
paraphernalia /ˌpærəfəˈneɪliə/ C2	noun - Miscellaneous articles or equipment for a particular activity.
eradicated /ɪˈrædɪkeɪtɪd/ C2	verb - To destroy completely; put an end to.
stubborn /ˈstʌbərn/ B2	adjective - Refusing to change one's mind.
prideful /ˈpraɪdfʊl/ C1	adjective - Having or showing too much pride.
genuine /ˈdʒɛnjuɪn/ B2	adjective - Authentic, real, or sincere.
emerald /ˈɛmərəld/ B2	adjective - A bright green precious stone.
contemplating /ˈkɒntəmpleɪtɪŋ/ C1	verb - Thinking deeply about something.
trench /trɛntʃ/ B2	noun - A long, narrow ditch; metaphorically, a difficult or impoverished environment.

Key Grammar Structures

• They all think you're the driller when I've done more

  ➔ Present Perfect Tense

  ➔ Used to describe an action that happened at an unspecified time before now, emphasizing the experience gained.

• No way in hell would I call you for help

  ➔ Conditional mood with 'would'

  ➔ Used here to express a hypothetical or firm refusal in a specific situation.

• If we ain't see no one on their block, if we hit up their home

  ➔ First Conditional (Non-standard/Dialect)

  ➔ The artist uses 'ain't' as a negative auxiliary and omits standard structures for rhythmic effect.

• The scumiest thing that I ever did was run off with whole ones

  ➔ Superlative Adjective

  ➔ Uses 'scumiest' (scummy + est) to emphasize the extreme nature of the action.

• You tell the truth, you're dumb / If you cap in your raps, you're fucking lame

  ➔ Zero Conditional

  ➔ Used to express general truths or 'rules' within the context of the street/rap life.

• I've made a lot more / Bought the Patek for 80,000

  ➔ Simple Past and Present Perfect contrast

  ➔ Shows the shift from past experiences ('Bought') to current status ('I've made').

• There ain't much that I can do with all them petals

  ➔ Existential 'There' + 'be' verb

  ➔ Used to denote the existence (or lack thereof) of something.

• I'm from the hood were funeral's, the only time you wear suit

  ➔ Relative Clause (with 'where')

  ➔ The word 'where' introduces a clause defining the location ('the hood').