Graindaamaan [English translation]

I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky

To fall down from there, to miss that

On the edge of the world, on the edge

I'm standing still, still

Guess I wasn't the only one

A little boy who exaggerated his skills

For real, weighing fifty kilos

There's fifty rapadoodles here, going crosseyed with

my thing and this is what I do

This is my thing and how I go

all the way and even when the beat stops

You got badly hit (got badly hit)

And ain't it funny how your piehole isn't open anymore

Me and Efu will pop the haters in the nose

Streetstyle, savvy in writing and freestyling

See, I only rest on Tuesdays

And that's the day that always gets ruined

when I start planning on my new track

Compared to other bozos I'm living the new era

This is how the stars live

I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky

To fall down from there, to miss that

And it makes me regret, regret

And it hurts, hurts

I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky

To fall down from there, to miss that

On the edge of the world, on the edge

I'm standing still, still

The fact is, if you don't put your heart into it you won't get anything done

I'm writing my feelings into these lines, so you'd get something to hype about

Just say Tuomas, say, say, just Tuomas

But let's put it straight, I won't ever be "just Tuomas"

Never, the spark's been glowing inside too brightly since a kid

With Disney mentality it's impossible to let go of the Mic

They say you should wear the shoes that fit

Been pushing so hard the vocal booth is starting to feel like home

Honestly, if you listen you'll feel it

If you feel it then come along and compare to what the others are doing

Turn off the radios, I'm alone like a rhyme without a pair

Single guy and too often involved in marriage crisis

Not asking for much, I suffice to this

A workaholic, almost wishing for someone to pull the battery out

But it is what it is, do what you can

Do it well, do it full on, do it hard!

I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky

To fall down from there, to miss that

And it makes me regret, regret

And it hurts, hurts

I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky

To fall down from there, to miss that

On the edge of the world, on the edge

I'm standing still, still

Let's force this into your brain gently then

that I ain't competing with anyone

And they ask me, "what kind are you?"

That kind, that you can't make me do this

I won't slow down or argue with you

I think this is a nice scene, that's why I keep on going

Won't stop for a second, a second's like a thousand euros

Though a thousand guys do this too, we just keep on going

This is how I did it when I got back home

Being wasted and broke is for snotfaces only

That's right, we were 'high on rap', surprise

Poking "Why you wearing that rag on your head?"

And when I'm cu-cu-cu-cu-cutting

They're like a fish out of water, start twitching, boy

I'm like a giant that he's imprinting on

And this record is my second one, that's a Deja Vu

I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky

To fall down from there, to miss that

And it makes me regret, regret

And it hurts, hurts

I learned how to grind, to fly in the sky

To fall down from there, to miss that

On the edge of the world, on the edge

I'm standing still, still

• Artist:Mikael Gabriel
• Album:Pohjosen poika (2011)