| So I spit bars on the beat like flies do to dissolve their food
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| I clear my whole plate, not a string or a hi-hat left
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| Burp out a deep bass, pick my teeth with a treble clef
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| My name’s Jamie Adenuga, you can’t pronounce it, I don’t know how
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| Cause it’s vowel-consonant-vowel-consonant-vowel-consonant-vowel, easy
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| No excuses, listen to my lyrics as the bassline oozes
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| Jme spits and he produces, but badman G. Tank produced this
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| I come from a time before grime, I used to rhyme in Year 9
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| So don’t tell me what music to make cause the music’s mine
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| (You know I’m murking, init?) I’ve been doing this music for time
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| Wanna test me? |
| You’ve got a big mountain to climb, better get in line, safe
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| I love music so much, I actually want to eat the tune
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| So I spit bars on the beat like flies do to dissolve their food
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| I clear my whole plate, not a string or a hi-hat left
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| Burp out a deep bass, pick my teeth with a treble clef
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| Trust me, famalam, I was on a big man ting from birth
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| The first time my feet touched the Earth, dun know, it was on Harrogate turf
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| When I was young, I used to go church
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| Christianity was forced on me before I could speak
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| But I won’t get into that, cause it’s way too deep
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| You couldn’t handle the thoughts in my brain
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| Like tissue paper tryna stop rain
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| But a snowflake can stop a train
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| Strength in numbers, you know what I’m saying?
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| This ain’t a game, shit just happens
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| While music is the aim
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| All of my lyrics have a meaning and a purpose
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| I don’t spit bars in vain, safe
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| I love music so much, I actually want to eat the tune
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| So I spit bars on the beat like flies do to dissolve their food
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| I clear my whole plate, not a string or a hi-hat left
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| Burp out a deep bass, pick my teeth with a treble clef
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| I’m a rudeboy, badman, don, dan, dapper
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| Call me the left cheek slapper
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| I don’t have a gun or electric zapper
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| But I don’t rap, how am I a gangster rapper?
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| All I do is make big tunes
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| Even if I use these basic loops
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| People assume that Jme’s new
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| Even true I’ve been making tunes from
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| You see me? |
| You get me? |
| I make my own garms like
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| Ain’t picking up food or picking up semis
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| But I pick up the mic whenever you’re ready, safe
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| Anybody hating, going on bitter
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| Jme ain’t bothered, he left the hood, nigga
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| No, start following on Twitter
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| And you’ll know what’s popping, safe |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Love Music , by - JME. Song from the album Blam!, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп