Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Made, artist - Mikill Pane. Album song Let MC It, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Only Son
Song language: English
Made |
I know slags that need that M CD |
So I rap that, keep that STD |
Fuck Snapchat, tweet that, DM me, please |
Then I tap that, beat that, NPC |
That’s one of those sounds I do spit on |
Play hard for my town, got the new kit on |
You’re one of those clowns I do shit on |
Leave you covered in brown like Louboutin |
Whether or not I’m signed to a label |
When I spray raps, you’re amazed |
You’re still trying to bring something to the table |
I’m a made man, you’re a maid |
You shouldn’t have the dirty cheek to irk me |
You should have the courtesy to curtsey |
And they haven’t got a prayer but they’re kneeling down |
I give MCs the fear like Ian Brown |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
Look what I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
And look who I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
Look what I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
And look who I made it with |
Will, I ain’t |
They don’t like the pictures but still, I paint |
Trimdictive, and until I awake |
These dreams just might be my fate |
And need I say |
I’m sick with a capital |
S, I, C and K |
Weeded |
Got these lights acting like they can’t see my name |
Dark side, they can’t feel my pain |
And these drones won’t move |
Until I say |
If it ain’t music, what will I make? |
What will I face? |
Mr Sleep |
They don’t think I reign |
And I don’t think I’m sane, it’s Crisis |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
Look what I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
And look who I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
Look what I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
And look who I made it with |
While I’m rapping for the passion, you’re rapping for the respect |
Chatting like you’re really banging a magnum or a TEC |
Got me looking at everybody, thinking I should’ve bodied these anybodies |
Tryna copy the energy lorry |
I mean, I think too much like I could’ve been with Dizzee |
Signed to Dirtee Stank, I could’ve hit a milli |
Instead, I’m in the city billing my Lizzy with my nizzy |
Getting busy, clapping her, banging the Fizzy |
48 laws of power, you better read |
Or study body language if you wanna see |
40 shades of grey, I could agree |
They’d manipulate your mind with nothing I would believe but |
I just think back on memories, happy times |
Every opportunity, I’m tryna maximise |
Got me looking around, I’ve got 'em analysed |
Every little other thing’s looking like a pantomime |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
Look what I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
And look who I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
Look what I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
And look who I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
Look what I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
And look who I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
Look what I made it with |
I’m in the making, I’m made |
And look who I made it with |