Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Track 12, artist - Skepta.
Date of issue: 01.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Track 12 |
Me and my mandem are making paper we don’t care about you |
Wanna kill him better kill me too |
It’s so easy like two plus two |
My circle’s tight like a virgin |
All I ask is keep it G with me |
If you’ve got a problem speak to me |
Never link none of my exes secretly |
If it’s beef with you, then it’s beef with me |
So if I die by the gun |
And you don’t wanna ride out — don’t tweet rest in peace for me |
I treat all the mandem equally |
Beef, they know that I’m backing |
Cause I ain’t really into talking, bitch, I love the action |
Yeah, he’s not about that life, man catch him in traffic |
I’ll manually drag him out of his automatic |
Two man sitting on a wall |
Two man playing two touch with a ball |
One man with a lighter trying to light a spliff, while the other man’s taking a |
pull |
That’s my mandem |
Think you’re a badboy? |
Try jack them |
I don’t give a shit blud, I’ll slap them |
Thought you was a big man? |
Fight back then |
Them man are pussy’oles, got no balls |
You can see that I get money even when I don’t rob no jewels |
Man chatting shit on my timeline, that I don’t like |
So I report spam and I block those fools |
I don’t care about badman, fuck them killers |
You’ve got a name on the road but you ain’t got nice figures? |
Us man are some catwalk niggas |
I was born in this cold, cold world |
Light up the cheese, inhale, exhale |
Even when you’re broke, you’ve got more money than sense |
Don’t roll with no funny-man friends |
Us man tryin’a get rich, since 05, I gave up tryin’a get hench |
Man’s got nothing to hide, don’t keep shit bottled up inside |
Instead of fighting each other, we fight the pride |
If there’s a problem nobody has to ask if a next man’s down |
The same guys on the mic will cause mayhem in a next man’s town |
If one of us gets caught and ends up in court and they try send man down |
This ain’t X-Factor but man’s definitely going to the judges house |
So many Snakes, so many fakes, you better mind out who you roll with |
I love my people, yeah they know this |
You can’t trust nobody in Showbiz |
Girls do anything to get noticed, man talking shit to my closest |
Now the circles tight cos we closed it, I don’t wanna see a new face when I |
roll in |
We’re the best, the man have been cloning |
Who’s doing it like this unsigned? |
See your real friends there when it’s crunch time, I bet I’m punching yours if |
you punch mine |
I bet I’m making more than you dumb guys, Some man are not sure with the |
punchlines |
If you’re talking war then it’s gun crime, light up your face like sunshine |