Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Listen Up , by - Skepta. Song from the album Greatest Hits, in the genre ДабстепRelease date: 16.09.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Boy Better Know
Song language: English
Listen Up |
| Listen up, listen up |
| Yeah |
| I’m a Welbourne warrior, St Paul’s soldier |
| Northumberland park, next door neighbour |
| Eskimo raver, L-stone visitor, Meridian resident |
| See me in Manny with President |
| Showaman or south soldiers |
| Don’t fear olders, I never had youngers |
| Age ain’t nothin' but numbers |
| My seventeen year olds roll with pumpers |
| I’mma temple tourer, champagne pourer |
| Winchmore warrior, Class A courier |
| Grime scene ambassador, Duppy maker |
| Four four saviour, Ally Pally jungle raver |
| Entry ticket and a borer |
| Fresh hair cut, with a side partin' and a border |
| Selby Centre explorer |
| Private caller ignorer |
| Go on then |
| Everybody knows Skepta, I’m about |
| I should change my name to Beadle |
| In a dance I get evil |
| I get so many reloads, somebody better bring another needle |
| I’m Dizzee Rascal, Kano, Wiley and Lethal, the sequel |
| I’m back to business, playtime’s over |
| I’ve gotta stand up tall, represent my home sweet home for my UK people |
| Listen up closely, pay attention |
| (I repeat), pay attention |
| I blaze any one of these guys just give me one mic, one blue Rizla and a Benson |
| I’m not an easy clash, ask tiomi yie wun sen den sung |
| I flow darker than my skin complexion |
| Now I get big man money like I was claiming a pension |
| But you’re one of them boys from the past who gets asked a question, |
| hasn’t got the answer |
| Now you’re looking in all different directions |
| Asking your mates for suggestions |
| Little did you know, nobody knows the answer |
| So now you’re asking the host of the show to pass the question |
| You better than me, that’s taking the piss like a two and a half hour detention |
| Go on then |
| I call my album Greatest Hits |
| 'Cuz all my old music is better than your latest shit |
| Yeah he’s alright, but I like the basic shit |
| I don’t like too many words in a sentence in unreal |
| Two weeks on remand, I don’t talk like I done a life sentence |
| Nothing to prove I shot food on the baitest strip |
| Long body Mondeo’s, bright red XR2's, bagging up in the baitest whips |
| Now I make the best Grime music |
| Some man run up in the booth and lose it |
| Start spittin' like Dipset, D-Block and G-Unit |
| Kano brought a new flow to the game |
| Now I look around, ten million emcees in the Grime scene wanna use it |
| It’s my job to make 'em look stupid |
| I bury emcees on pirate radio |
| Spit a big boy sixteen bar |
| Hot like tar |
| Hotter than Trinidad and Tobago |
| And man know what I’m like on a stage show |
| Four best crews in the game, I’m doin' it again |
| Them kinda lyrics send man up to the sky with two wings and a halo |
| None of these emcees want war with Skepta |