'Back 2 Back' by Skepta and Fred again.. is out now. Listen to the single here https://skeptamusic.lnk.to/Back2Back
Artists: Skepta & Fred again.. Title of Film: Back 2 Back Shot by @DOMAMANIC
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Lyrics: [Open up your bedroom door Let your mum hear this Introduce her to the music Yeah]
Dem way there I wear my own garms Man see me on road and want arms Tell them shut ya mout Theres no qualms Tell them shut ya mout Theres no qualms
Tell them shut your mout, you're not bad No you can't son me, never ever lost in a clash you're mad Try diss me or my family tree, alright we can go dad for a dad
Oi skepta why you Merkin’ so many MCs?
Cos they don’t know about Greaze I was really in the field with the G’s We were testin’ out waps on trees My first wap came in a boxin’ glove Bought my second one for some weed and Ps Why Lie? tell me the reason please That ain’t gonna impress me ‘cause
Real recognise real recognise real recognise real recognise real I’m so real
They recognise me in Winchmore Hill Primrose hill Brixton Hill You’re not a badboy And i’ma die on that hill But the showerman recognise me cos
Real recognise real recognise real recognise real recognise real I’m so real They recognise me on wave and trap They recognise me on grime and drill You’re not a bad bwoy And i’ma die on that hill
[‘llow it man I wanna get my bars out man No i wanna get my bars out please No more wheel ups please man]
Young SK i was goin’ insane To go radio, i had to walk in the rain Tell me what you know about surfin’ the train No logical thinkin’ had stress on the brain One time I had to merk eight MCs Bet any money they won’t test me again Before i did fit pics I’ve been a lyricist Had to make ‘em put some respect on my name
Oi skepta why you Merkin’ so many MCs?
That was the word on the curb I don’t bend so how can i get curved? Private jet i was flying’ with your bird Every other lyric you talkin’ about gun man You ain’t got straps man stop lyin’, you’re a nerd Said you was a bad bwoy blud say word I went to your ends, that's not what i heard
Dem way there i wear my own garms Man see me on road and want arms
I still gotta step in my 1s, i’m so calm You talkin’ like you know the drillers Your not Carns
Tell them shut ya mouth Theres no qualms Tell them shut mouth Theres no qualms
Talkin’ ‘bout crashin’ out Your not Swarmz Real recognise real dem boys do me no harm The nurse that brought me Will recognise me when i'm forty Like I’m so real
From australia all the way to brazil I got fans sayin’ i’m the goat still Don’t come to my show if you’re Tryna be cool and chill Cah your drink might spill End up in a mosh pit Hands in your grill Flow so sick you might Need a nyquil
Real recognise real recognise real recognise real recognise real I’m so real They recognise me in Winchmore Hill Primrose hill Brixton Hill
You’re not a bad bwoy And i’ma die on that hill But the showerman recognise me cos Real recognise real recognise real recognise real recognise real I’m so real They recognise me on wave and trap They recognise me on grime and drill
[Skepta forward slash bad man ting All day long Grime, don’t get it twisted You see two decks and a mixer But i see the bigger picture Don’t test man]
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