Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who Needs Actions When You Got Words , by - Plan B. Release date: 25.06.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who Needs Actions When You Got Words , by - Plan B. 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 |
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