Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Know Why, artist - Countdown Singers. Album song Top 100 Pop Ballads, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 30.09.2020
Record label: Pink Bubble
Song language: English
Don't Know Why |
Yeah I make beats but flows my game |
And I ain’t got no G-Unit, piece or my home crew ain’t got no fros and chain |
It’s Kano like I said before |
I can spit rock grime hip hop and more |
I seen old school fall to the floor |
But I’m a (badger?) and I get raw in the war |
It’s Kano let me say it again |
K-A-N-O let that stay in your brain |
If its a good flow then it must be Kane |
I ain’t normally this boasty I must admit |
I write songs but I hustle a bit |
So I ain’t got a problem with busting a lip |
And I already bussed on the road |
So bussing mainstream ain’t nothing old |
I know I’m bait but I get tempted time and time again |
But I know I ain’t got no time for fucking playing games |
Cos if I’m on crime but I write rhymes then I’ll go either way |
And I don’t know why that I’m so blind that I can’t see the way |
I can’t see the way |
It’s Kano you should know my name |
Yeah I make beats but flows my game |
They don’t like the way that I rolled on the road |
Roll in the club like I just rolled in off the road |
Roll out with rich chicks that roll in the golf |
(12 345 to much gash Timmaah!) |
Free chicks (?) some on the road |
Kano is about to give them something to blow |
And when (?) theres something went wrong |
Wait this is your week why would I be dropping you home? |
Look if you’re not dropping your clothes then showing us toes |
I’ll keep hold of your phone and we’re robbing your golf |
Jack (?) telly and land line phone, DVD player and remote control |
Now we’re on the motorway heading for home |
Looking ever so bait on the A4 road |
Bait (?) end of my face is flames |
Please tell me why I’m still playing games |
I know I’m bait but I get tempted time and time again |
But I know I ain’t got no time for fucking playing games |
Cos if I’m on crime but I write rhymes then I’ll go either way |
And I don’t know why that I’m so blind that I can’t see the way |
(?) that’s a big step for me |
And I will make mistakes so let me be |
Yeah I will bring thugs to the set with me |
And they take home clothes they was meant to leave |
So what if I can’t behave myself |
I get in so much shit I amaze myself |
My names Kano I know you heard of me |
Yeah I make beats but but… |
I got a way with the ladies, a way with my words |
Up, down, right through that’s the way I prefer |
If I don’t sell jack then I’ll be on the curb |
Cause I don’t give a crap about being commersh |
I know you’ve already heard the flow |
Cause I’ve been on the grime scene getting reloads |
When in doubt raves still getting dough but i still treat dough the same |
If I don’t act right then road’s to blame |
If I hot up a promoter that don’t want to pay |
Cause I don’t want a cheque I want cash today |
If you told me invoice I might smash your face |
I’m underground please believe |
I just want the piece and scrap the fame |
How could I ever change over change |
I’ll never change I’m the same, Kane |
I know I’m bait but I get tempted time and time again |
But I know I ain’t got no time for fucking playing games |
Cos if I’m on crime but I write rhymes then I’ll go either way |
And I don’t know why that I’m so blind that I can’t see the way |
I can’t see the way |