Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Ask Me, artist - Durrty Goodz.
Date of issue: 12.06.2011
Song language: English
Don't Ask Me |
Yeah, just imagine that though |
And just dream |
Cause this is real grime MC’ing (huh) |
But it’s never gonna' change |
Until you change… |
I heard you’re looking for me, I’ll be on my grind |
Ain’t got not time to spend it on bad mind |
Everywhere I go they ask me questions all the time |
They ask me «what is grime?» |
It’s life on the road, it’s life on the road (don't ask me what it is) |
It’s life on the road, it’s life on the road (don't ask me what it is, |
it’s life, life, life) |
Uh oh, who just stepped in the room? |
Lookin' like I’m getting closer, zoom! |
Lookin' like I should be on a poster, soon! |
This time man’s blowing up, kaboom! |
All ma man are full 'uh air, balloons! |
Wha’dya know about holdin' a piece, Cachoon! |
Everybody on street sayin' it’s a tune! |
Cause this is out of this world, the Moon! |
Tell ma' sons call it the eclipse, Who? |
Be gettin' dark with the script, Who? |
Leaves a rapper in bits, Who? |
Can take part and take apart ya' clique |
And can Deege be da top 'o the top, Who? |
Is on a level man will never stop, Who? |
Is consistent and hot, Who! |
An' know I’ll be the illest brudda' on the block what! |
An' can be Durrty be puttin' in his work? |
TRUE! |
We can have a Grime concert? |
TRUE! |
Man never lightin' the herb, TRUE! |
Gyally lookin' right in the skirt, TRUE! |
An' whenever I prescribe a verse it’s, TRUE! |
An' you know the truth hurts, YOU! |
So if you hatin' you better splurt, TRUE! |
Ca' a flow here I merk, YOU! |
How erry boy say it’s overall, WHO? |
Who showin' them the best overall that’s, WHO? |
Who spits the lyrics, that be toppin' all that’s WHO! |
While some of 'em been up on stage and got, BOOED! |
So let me out rap 'em |
Back slap 'em |
Pack 'em |
In a casket |
Then wrap 'em up tight in a plastic |
I’m classic |
Them acts are Jurassic |
So how sick can I come an' get, massive |
I’m elastic, with a flow fantastic |
Bastards! |
know I be the farda' with the Rada, they say Daddy, «what's the |
matter?» |
You know I’m aggie on stage wid a whole load of in my baggie |
For the girls in the rave tell me they wanna' shag me |
Slap me, in the Facebook, Tag me! |
Oi' what you lookin' at? |
keep lookin' at me, don’t switch! |
No don’t backstab me! |
If Grime was a chick she should of grabbed me, flagged me |
This is London, back me… |
(Back me, back me, back me…) |
But if you don’t wanna… cool! |
I’m a keep comin' re-writin' the rap RULES! |
I never carry a strap cause rap is my TOOL! |
Ya top five went to my rap SCHOOL! |
My flows bloom there so colourFUL! |
I’m black with a track that’s so purPLE! |
You ain’t gotta be rare to know it’s brand NEW! |
You gotta be lean to know I’m comin' for the GREEN! |
Cause I’m sick of these dud CREWS! |
Most of these boys are not thugs, they’re FOOLS! |
This is London where the drugs move, But I don’t wanna live where the drugs are |
USED! |
We can go to a club come back BRUISED! |
Cause you walked past and touched a man’s SHOES! |
Rappers thinkin' they can touch the man LOOSE! |
So they gotta roll with bads and GOONS! |
Ya' can’t say I ain’t showin' 'em |
That everytime I come around you don’t want around wid the style cause the |
child is golden |
(Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey) |
Now the game is open |
Cause everybody comin' out, it’s never been about, tell me what you know about |
what I’m holdin' |
(Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey) |
The streets know that I’m chosen |
Cause man are badder than ninja, badder than winter, showing you the flows I’ve |
frozen |
(Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey) |
Man’s know when I’ve spoken |
I’m a bully on the mic, been a bully all my life but I’ve never been a bully |
wid' a knife… |
Ask Logan |
These rappers hate me cause I can expose 'em |
Cause I been on the ting, since the ting was on a pirate |
But never had a break or broken |
Don’t provoke him |
What you think that I’m playin'? |
I ain’t jokin' |
I spit slang on the beats and be bangin' on the streets, some man are in the |
industry cokin' |
They keep hopin' |
On my downfall but am forever floatin' |
Cause I been born blessed, so if you invest, I can keep pressin' up, potent |
I start rollin', cause the eagles are other artist they’re stolen |
Bun da M. C, mark the ceremony |
On the mic, told 'em |