| Born with a creative mind, got so many rhymes inside my cranium
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| The system weren’t designed for us so David Cameron and his gang I ain’t rating
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| 'em
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| When I came into the underground, I came up as the underdog
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| I had so much love for my baby-mum, it’s mad now, all that love is gone
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| 19, sitting in my bedroom, writing bars to beats that were made by Wookie
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| And they say you are what you eat, if that’s the case, you man are nothing but
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| pussy
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| Everyone trying to prove how real they are
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| If it ain’t «Ace Hood Flow» then it’s man talking about how man killed the bar
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| That’s boring fam, that killed the bar
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| I’m still here fighting my demons
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| Satan tryin’a fuck up my plans
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| But you don’t get to choose the cards you’re dealt out, so I’ve gotta just play
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| my hand
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| So I’ve gotta just go for my portion
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| Little man wants new Jordans
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| Last week I had a dream me and three chicks had a foursome
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| And I’ve still got a thing for Jamelia
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| Beautiful black girl, you skin ain’t gotta be light for me to be feeling ya
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| Be proud of your pigmentation, you’re amazing
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| And I’ve still got a thing for chicks that are Asian
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| Ayesha from EastEnders, oh what a hot ting
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| I’m just showing my appreciation
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| So what do we do now?
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| At fifteen, all I could think about was smoking weed and wanting to move out
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| Hit seventeen then I moved out
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| Then I got blessed with my son
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| And that’s when life got real
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| And that’s when I signed up for fatherhood
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| Yeah nigga, signed and sealed (for life)
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| Bad my chicks on a pre and ting
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| My son’s mum tried stop me from seeing him
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| That didn’t work, I know that it burns every time that you see me and him
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| I’ve got so much respect for my father
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| Without you man, it would’a been harder
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| Also my friends grew up with no dad
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| So it’s love and respect that I show dad
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| And I big up my real friends that are there to tell me when I’m moving off-key
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| I don’t discriminate but a girl with totally knocked me, stop me
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| How are you mad fam?
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| I see through these niggas like a CAT scan
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| Something like an American muscle car, truss me the flow’s on Trans-Am (skyy)
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| And knowledge is power, so I kill MCs in the game with words and I don’t mean
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| hangman
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| I’ve got bars and flows that will make everyone try jump on the sky like Gangnam
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| I’m like «wagwan fam-fam, cool-cool rudeboy, you be the badman»
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| Real gangstas move in silence, done talk, make way for your highness |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What Do We Do , by - Frisco. Song from the album British Nights, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп