Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Daily Duppy , by - LowKey. Release date: 01.11.2020
Song language: English
Daily Duppy |
| Guess who’s back when I stepped through akh |
| Been grinding through blurred lines, like a Neptune’s track |
| Bigger stuff hit 'em up, like a vexed 2Pac |
| Pause and download this, like a next new app |
| Simpletons ass kiss, think he’s an artist |
| The only place that you got links is your armpit |
| You ignorant harmers, think that your bars sick |
| You VS me is like tryna sprint with an R6 |
| Your hero he can rap, like De Niro |
| When you rap you sound like Ben Shapiro reading WAP |
| Next year’s not a hotel, you’re all leaving |
| Cause I’ll be killing the game for Four Seasons |
| Not in a bally, say I’m genuine like I didn’t marry |
| Need gigs as big as Ally Pally, when I’m hitting manny |
| Don’t dilly dally silly billy, getting really pally |
| I’d rather keep it in house, like you’re in an alley |
| It’s phenomenal, spitting horrible written chronicles |
| They bit and borrow tunes, if I did or didn’t acknowledge you |
| Hidden oracle, off the head like I’m spitting follicles |
| It isn’t possible because you’re limited like a fossil fuel |
| Flex on tracks like Usain Bolt |
| Rip beats like Bruce Wayne’s clothes |
| True say I’m like the UK’s Lupe though |
| Like Martin get martyred for the truth they told, in new tape mode |
| Don’t make me switch like UK Gold |
| You can only make bread now if you save dough |
| I’m who they quote, I do they don’t |
| Dump Trump in the sea, watch his toupee float |
| I pour out my heart on the lane like playing Tottenham |
| Justice for the 72, we say it often |
| See refugees in the boats, they gave them coffins |
| We saw Wiley cancelled, but never Katie Hopkins |
| Crunch time, smash a tour, dumb guys rapping for |
| The Queen’s head, make you see red like a matador |
| Rappers might diss, wanna analyse this |
| Not on your wave, over your head like a satellite dish |
| R.I.P. |
| Daily Duppy D.O.A |
| Even though we see those pains, we obey |
| Even though they play tricks we will be okay |
| But the real matrix is when Neo wakes |
| I’m telling you I’m not the one, that big Morpheus |
| Pissed cause the historians, they’re ignoring us |
| The sick story is still secret, I’m victorious |
| They talk it but don’t walk it, like Pistorius |
| Astounded when I see these cowards sour |
| I can write rhymes, snakes and ladders |
| So how you gonna climb higher |
| Bide your time, they will feel your power when your light shines |
| Like TY, never got his flowers in his lifetime |
| Days so sick, that patience not a virtue |
| Think outside the box, beyond your circle |
| Rap like I wanna hurt you, it’s gone commercial |
| But rap like I wanna help you, it’s controversial |
| Erase your stain on the game, but not with Persil |
| Shower man remember your reign is not eternal |
| Digitally stop and search you, so stop the verbal |
| It’s plain they’ll remember my name as long as Churchill |
| Seems like speaking out is getting harmful |
| Even DJs with dodgy’s getting artful |
| They could write articles to get your heart full |
| They rather do is write a hit piece on Meghan Markle |
| I could tear up a cypher, in sandals |
| Rappers are destroying the art, think vandals |
| It’s a shamble, don’t sweat it like Prince Andrew |
| Me and Rap like Jada and August, entangled |
| Make a bad boy look like Will Smith, still pissed |
| Spill bits on films give you chills on the real tip |
| Having me spitting around you is a real risk |
| Because COVID-19 is now not the only illness |
| Love to all of those suffering, in our thoughts and prayers |
| Mourning since last year, should have been more prepared |
| Now if you’re coughing in public, it’s an awkward stare |
| All know it would have been different, if it was Corbyn there |
| Jordan air last dance, who’s laughing last |
| Shed a tear for all the NHS staff that passed |
| Economics looking shady in this aftermath |
| Passing hard like a marshal arts master class |
| Learn about their pain, better yet learn how to pronounce their names |
| Think you got more in common with Boris, you’re out your brain |
| It’s a dead cert, before they get better things will get worse |
| What can Boris say to the family of a dead nurse? |
| Labels only care about your streams and your record sales |
| They don’t care about your dreams and your mental health |
| They don’t care about these teens when they step in cells |
| Don’t believe the machine, just protect yourself |
| Talker, can’t compare to an author |
| Is the label able to care for your trauma? |
| You can change your life with a smooth manoeuvre |
| You can be a wounded healer or wounded wounder |
| These are rotten times, the bottom line is we need each other |
| It’s not right the songs are right for the grieving mothers |
| His ex don’t see the pain, just seeing the numbers |
| Deep the way we can betray people that love us |
| If you could dial up, make phone calls to heaven |
| Reason with ghosts, get social with legends |
| What would you say that you have no balls to tell them |
| Some of us remember, we won’t all forget them |
| I would tell Yasin, numerous babies were named after him |
| Can’t tarnish him, he was blessed with the heart of 10 |
| 3 years later, we’re having the same arguments |
| The real arsonists are covered up, like a garbage lid |
| Comparison, thief of joy, find your blessing |
| Time to mention TY, they try to forget him |
| Death’s the answer, life’s a question |
| Rest in power Black The Ripper, you died a legend |