Lyrics S.O.S - Yizzy

S.O.S

Is that the choir that’s sounding?
Young King before crowning
I wake up with the gift of life in the morning-
How could I wake up frowning?
Don’t ask why I don’t take breaks
You never know say work haffi run
Everybody says that you should go clear-
But I ain’t goin' clear 'till I take care of Mum now wait
Lemmie tek time
You already know I do this for my family
But also mana doin' it for Grime
So can somebody tell me why when we’re in lab all our sounds watered down-
And they’re spun round flung?
after top roads till it’s knocked out?
So many stories, so many articles
It’s time we start sorting it out-
They said it will take 10 years for grime to be accepted and the ting finally
popped
Nowadays this tings' grime that ting’s grime it’s grime when did grime become
pop, but wait
Not tryina hate
Come a long way from the bottom, it’s true-
But this is grime music and culture
You don’t get to pick and choose
I’ss like one minute you’re a role model
Throw on a hoodie you’re a dangerous yout
Naw fam that’s dead
Give respect to the first man they made a culture for the whole nation
They boot down doors for us so Imma lick down doors for the next generation
S.O.S
Can somebody save our sound
Can we stop tryina let next man dictate something that we built from the ground
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Cause you know mana still old school
?
sound warrior come in like a Viking —
If I go down then I’ll go down fightin'
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I can’t see it no more*
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We need to restore*
I started spittin my bars on Pirate Radio sets, made me feel gassed
Took every oportunity and nothing for granted went all over the map-
I’m talkin' 16 doin' up late trips to MODE FM runnin' for the last train to the
bits
All just so I could spit my bars late nights thru the alleyway-
I coulda got shift like North
What you know about that rude boy what you about that?
I put my ends on the map and started a movement all from my council flat-
What you know about that?
Nah you don' know about that, nah you don’t know about jack
Your still there tryina run down deal-
I’m there with the pounds and penny just buildin' a stack, that’s facts
Still pay homage
To the real grime dons, no ediats-
Betta show love to the old school G’s
Rude boy nuh mek mi get serious
You can’t pick, and then choose
Try bread the ting we ain’t homies
?We'll rhyme?
to music i’ss God’s gift
But come like they nuh know me
Talkin' back in double-oh-five
?
no shutdown, shutdown, no* boy betta know I got the gun in my boxers
Think I bought you, truly
They neva kno seh a man’s unruly
S.O.S
Can somebody save our sound
Can we stop tryina let next man dictate something that we built from the ground
S.O.S
Cause you know mana still old school
?
sound warrior come in like a Viking —
If I go down then I’ll go down fightin'
S.O.S
I can’t see it no more*
S.O.S
We need to restore*
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Can somebody save our sound
Can we stop tryina let next man dictate something that we built from the ground
S.O.S
Cause you know mana still old school
?
sound warrior come in like a Viking —
If I go down then I’ll go down fightin'
S.O.S