Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Needs Actions When You Got Words, artist - Plan B.
Date of issue: 25.06.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Who Needs Actions When You Got Words |
When trouble comes knockin' I’ll be ready alright |
Put my fists up, ready to fight |
But I ain’t gotta put my fists up every time |
Who needs actions when you got, you got words? |
And I ain’t gotta pull the heat like here we go |
I ain’t gotta lose my head like years ago |
Who needs actions? |
Who needs actions when you got words |
That ain’t afraid to get physical |
It’s just that I hit harder when I spit on the verse |
'Coz I’m a sick spitter, spit so sick that it hurts |
So sick of spittin' I can even spit in reverse |
Still you can step up to my face if that’s the way that you feel |
Throw a punch, I’ll throw one back an show you one for real |
Lost a lot of so-called mates since I signed this record deal |
One more wanker bringin' hate won’t matter now I’m payin' bills |
No stayin' still waitin' for a giro |
Feelin' so frustrated I could stab someone in the eye with a biro |
Havin' to drive slow every time I see the 5 0 |
'Coz there’s a nine bar of skunk in my trunk an it’s lipo |
Used to shot the high grade pen |
So I’m used to cats that beg for scraps |
And cat crack that don’t make sense |
Kai was true due even when you go to great lengths |
I see through you like glass and fake friends |
When trouble comes knockin' I’ll be ready alright |
Put my fists up ready to fight |
But I ain’t gotta put my fists up every time |
Who needs actions when you got, you got words? |
And I ain’t gotta pull the heat like here we go |
I ain’t gotta lose my head like years ago |
Sticks and stones break bones but what I say’ll hurt you worse |
Leavin' you feelin' dead an' buried like you’re six feet under earth |
And if actions speaker louder than words |
How come I hear you hatin' but I never see you burst |
You just vex 'coz you just wish you were Ariah |
You can’t mix with any people for your set like I can |
Pick up a mic hand, set the crowd alight man |
Shine so fuckin' brightly they think it’s day when it’s night man |
That’s right, man, you can’t deny I’ve got talent |
It’s jealousy, you only hatin' 'coz you haven’t |
The more I blow, the more you hate me wiv a passion |
Now they press on my dick an people follow me like fashion |
Well, I don’t believe the hype, well that’s all it is an nuttin' else |
But I don’t need the hype the words are right to sell themselves |
'Coz the words are written from the heart that’s why they’re felt |
And you’ll be eatin' yours, an mine are flyin' off the shelf |
When trouble comes knockin' I’ll be ready alright |
Put my fists up, ready to fight |
But I ain’t gotta put my fists up every time |
Who needs actions when you got, you got words? |
And I ain’t gotta pull the heat like here we go |
I ain’t gotta lose my head like years ago |
I’d rather merk mans lyrically, spray them wiv spit from my tongue |
Than goin' on a killin' spree and livin' life on the run |
Even if sometimes I do feel like gettin' a gun |
And runnin' up on everyone who hated me from day one |
But what’s the point in that? |
It’s ironic where the point be at |
Haters from the heart, still the head is where I point the gat |
Imagine how your face looks as I cock it back |
Pull the trigger, imagine how your face looks after that |
But it ain’t worth it, bro, hey yo, I ain’t thick |
Even though I hear it teens say it too much, it makes me sick |
Come across so many fools don’t make me wanna switch |
I won’t ruin my career just because you said some shit |
I’ll dead you quick, on the mics if you keep on beefin' |
Think you’re gettin' to me, na blood you ain’t even |
I’m a leave it so I maintain a cool balance |
And you mean nuttin' to me that’s poor balance |
When trouble comes knockin' I’ll be ready alright |
Put my fists, up ready to fight |
But I ain’t gotta put my fists up every time |
Who needs actions when you got, you got words? |
And I ain’t gotta pull the heat like here we go |
I ain’t gotta lose my head like years ago |
Who needs actions when you got, you got words? |
You got, you got, you got, you, you got |
You got, you got, you got |
Who needs actions when you got, you got words? |
You got, you got, you got, you, you got |
You got, you got, you got |
Who needs actions when you got words |