Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Track 5, artist - Skepta.
Date of issue: 01.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Track 5 |
I’ve been keeping my ear to the streets |
The UK run out of ideas |
Everybody doing covers of American beats |
If it ain’t the Ace Hood 'hustle hard' flow |
Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me |
This is the shit I’m supposed to respect? |
Fuck that nigga SMD |
P A U S to the E |
Dunno who you’re pretending to be |
I don’t care what gun you bang |
I don’t care what drug you sell |
Fuck you man |
Because I got a manager, a DJ |
7 MC’s and five producers on my label |
So before you start eating food in the game |
Better bring something to the table |
Too many man come in the game for two minutes |
Shoot two videos, spit two lyrics |
Now all of a sudden their names getting mentioned |
In the same sentence as mine by the critics |
What has this world come to |
Man better control Z and undo |
But all thanks to the love and support |
I’m gassed up standing out the sun roof |
And I’m screaming BBK BBK |
None of them flex like BBK |
And if I ever see your girl on the street |
Then I’m a get arrested for TDA |
Cause she knows I do it and it’s real |
And I don’t give a shit who’s got a deal |
Cause if the game was a tray full of ice cubes |
I’m the coldest and the hardest still |
They thought the «All over The House"video would crush me |
Last week I did five shows in five different countries |
The supports have still got love for me |
Middle finger to the media |
Hypocrites can’t touch me |
I’ll be in Dubai eating in Nobu |
Word to Dumi and T this food tastes lovely |
I walk from White Hart lane to the flats opposite Tottenham police station |
Payed subs to go on the radio station |
Left radio jumped on the train to Leytonstone |
Linked Murkle Man to make some more grime in the basement |
Lemme show you bout dedication |
Suffering from Underdog Psychosis tryna stay alive |
Riding around on a bike |
Blade long enough to go to jail for, more dots on me than a dice |
The olders had the chips and the big macs |
But didn’t wanna let me have a bite |
So it was just me, my cats and the foxes roaming the streets at night |
Felt like I was wasting life |
Put down the cling film and picked up the mic |
For one whole year never got music money or money off white |
But I know that Rome weren’t built in a day |
Looked at he end of the tunnel and saw light |
Now me and JME, top 30, back to back on the iTunes site, mental |