Track 1 - Skepta
Yeah f**k Skepta
Junior
Meridian War
N17
London
This is what music sounds like in my dreams
Mental
Yeah I'm in my zone
Livin the life of the young and gifted
In the studio run out of drink
All we got is some w**d and biscuits
I'm supposed to be writing
Instead I'm daydreaming
About doggy-styling Kate Windslet
Snap out of the dream
Pass me the lighter
Let me light up the green
A million words in my head
Tryna think about punchlines
That I haven't already said
I wanna write a diss track
But my enemies are already dead
I only smoke one spliff
But my eyes are already red
I'll be waiting til the cows come home
For man to offer me a biscuit
Cos I don't normally beg
Open up the pizza box we got earlier
But it's full of crust and corn
We've been here so long
I just heard the speakers yawn
I go hard like Jason Bourne
These other MC's remind me of
Mr Bean and Johnny English reborn
But I still beep my horn
And scream team UK
Cos that's where I made my name
That's where I made my change
That's where I f**ked up them pussyholes
When they tried to pull off my chain
Nothing but true facts that I speak on the track
Real niggas know where the real niggas at
I'm a good youth but I will fight back
Out to the mixed-race white and black
Fake G's all over the place
If you put it on me you better
Put something over your face
Cos I won't snitch I'll tell the officer
I don't wanna press no charges
I'm closing the case
Discharge myself from the hospital
F**k the constable
Go home and deal with the beef
Like Sunday roast on a plate
See I grew up in London
Where the olders talk
But the youngers ain't listening
I was given dirty looks
By the priest at my christening
No food in the kitchen
Two brothers one sister'n
Right now you're listening
To the oldest sibling
And I get so much cake
I might change my surname to Kipling
All the mandem raise your glasses again
Here's to another year at the top of the game
Ah we just can't stop toasting
Said I'll be a big MC but end of school
Term and they thought I was joking
Now I got 15 girls in my bed and each
And every one of them's roasting
Same sh*t different day
Same sh*t different day
Same sh*t different day
Me and the mandem moeshin'
Said I'll be a big MC but
End of school term
And they thought I was joking
Now I got 15 girls in my bed
And each and every one of
Them's roasting
Blacklisted yeah
