Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Across The Globe, artist - Jigmastas.
Date of issue: 13.09.2015
Song language: English
Across The Globe |
I got a 245 out of Glasgow |
Lower cash flow, missed the last show out in London |
I need some grass yo, that be my current mindstate |
When I get to the States I gotta get my life straight |
Realize fate didn’t deal a bad hand, now I’m seein' foreign lands |
Pretty much twistin' trees overseas |
Feel the cool breeze from the countryside |
Not the sounds of rusty nine |
Stench of greed from these crowds tryna touch what’s mine |
Don’t trust the lies of media, I witnessed first hand |
I’m tryna cake it up enough, return to my birth land |
My words span across the globe like email |
Great detail, summarizin' life how we fear |
Everyday, another dollar, more struggle |
More beats to juggle, brave hearts we ain’t seekin' trouble |
It’s automatic revolution represented |
Liverpool was cool and even Manchester felt it |
I guess it’s up to us to keep the torch burnin', world turnin' |
Son I’m tryna keep my balance while away desertin' |
And learnin' every day that life is more than just your block |
And anytime I touch the mic I gotta make it hot |
Across the globe, across the globe, across the globe… |
Worldwide, worldwide… |
It’s really no sense, they come eatin' with the likes of us |
Mics to bust, to bin some prodigals |
Another bites the dust, you know the format |
With raw raps, hard kicks and skull snaps |
Hip Hop to the fullest, since what? |
We call that courtesy of Stevie |
One reason why we doin' this |
You insist, lyrics from supreme vocalist |
A headbanger not displayed in the same manner |
I change grammar and take flight from a plane hangar |
This is slightly different from the way you used to hearin' me |
Prepare indeed, minds to open up like surgery |
A big girls blouse, we too tough, we could never be |
Can’t say my name but associate it with burglary |
Deservedly, a grammy really should be honored |
Nothing could compare like Salado, Cana |
Don’t want drama with this wicked lyricist |
Smoke a spliff, drink some lager, when you fall, here it is |
Stirrin' kicks, divided by vans |
Dropped a few hints on who we are |
Light up the sky like some shootin' star |
Units are moved in abundance every day |
Peace to Phill for hookin' us with the spots still |
Across the globe, across the globe, across the globe… |
Worldwide, worldwide… |
New York, London, Manchester, uh, Glasgow yo, yeah |
Germany yo, yeah, Liverpool, yo, yeah |
Sweden yeah, yeah, France, know what I’m sayin', yo |
Across the globe… |