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Jamie T
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Alicia Quays
Mothers talk to you like nothing is better
Than you going out on a Tuesday
Well, I'm not sure what to do
But man, I swear, man, I'm slay from far away
An' why is it that always on the weekend
No one ever around to shout
Oh, people working too hard, or drinking too hard
As a matter of fact I'm never quite sure
And they blaze it down to pull themselves up
Pull yourself right to the hook
Shook men crooks never go nowhere with me
'Cause I'm all on my own no pity
Spit like guilty men in the sermon grooving around
Of this place like you never did learn them
I shake myself down and rattle myself out
And put myself on the line to dry
And why is it New Year's Eve is always shit?
Don'tcha know what I mean, man, deal with it
It's always just the way we're rolling
Your girl's that fucked off on Smirnoff Ice
I think once, twice or thrice
Never makes no difference to me
A skinny little white runt with head lice
Never been better than money never
Been heartedly starting this city
I've always been around this town
Since the first day I was born
An' I've been losing frequencies
And losing sound and losing everything
And I squander it all and
I've been up I've been around
I've been in the dance hall
Since the first day in town
An' I've still been beating
Cheating, falling to the floor when kids are kicking
I've been a bleeding, I've been a losing
Well, are you man born for the choosing
And if you ain't better
You better listen to the test
As I start, man, impress ya
And if you ain't losing then you ain't grooving
I'll still be down here on a low key
Send your girl over and she'll blatantly chat to me
I've been over, I've been over
You've been down, you've been down
Now I've been all man movin'
All around the town, all around and around
I've been grooving, I've been losin'
I've been all round choosin'
And now I'm back for the challenge
Who wants the challenge, well, I want it more
Now I'm on my train
Life in the fast lane, never gave me no gain
And then the man says, 'Wakey, wakey
It's mornin' time on the northern line'
I'm alright bowling straight up to Camden
All the way from your Faringdon
I wanna make sure I'm a little tired
I now realize that inciting the riot can be
One stone's throw an' too much dough
That's why all the young men sniff up too much blow
And now I'm thinkin' aww I'll never
I sever it up before I think about forever and I
Chat it back to the people I used to know
Kick it back 'cause I'm rolling it solo
A why not what's to the beef
A no one really knows me so no-one is a chief
Uh
I chat it back like you've never been a thief
I'm a thriller
License to ill double seven I'm a killer
Killer, killer
Upper killer never know me, ha
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It's all that chat back to much of that never rack
Kick it back like a bitchslap right to my face in the mirror
Kick it back thinner
Maybe my shirt don't fit no more
A hardcore man think he can fight up the law
Shackled to the tenants
Now he never work no more on a flow dedication to wario
And now it's me back to the further
Now it comes back looser than ever
Some kids they think an' get better
Think they're trend setters but they're never pacemakers
What am I?
What am I?
What am I
In my own dear eyes?
A-what am I?
What am I?
What am I
In my own dear eyes?
What am I?
What am I?
What am I in my own dear eyes?
I've said so much what am I what am I
What am I makes no sense no more
More, ah oh, more, oh
What am I? Oh ow, oh well, I don't aww [unverified]
Whee an a dumdumday
Uh, uh, uh, uh
'S like a march in here
From the left to the right
They stomp their feet
Uh, uh, uh, uh
'S like a march in here
From the left to the right
They stomp their feet
Uh, uh, uh, uh
'S like a march in here
From the left to the right
They stomp their feet
Uh, uh, uh, uh
'S like a march in here
From the left to the right
They stomp their feet
Some kids they're chilling on corners
Out of order I think them all better
Tie their laces, rat races, hit the pages
Write your own books and write your own spell checkers
I'm on a better man chillin' in my own room
Assume to accumulate to shake to sedate
Drink it down much quicker
A glug glug glug on my liquor and I feel much better
Talk to me about violence
Never know me I sit further in silence
An' when I drink it down I drink it up
It feels my body and I feel fresher
I tick up the tester regulator
I'm a true man, shootin', lootin' now I'm presuming
That everyone be knowing the dedication
My name to J-T an' I
Roll it down roll it down
Who wants to hoist themselves up?
Who's got the uppers?
Get them in then I'm done
Click your fingers
An' can you smell that it lingers?
She's a fat bitch but I'd still give her one
I'm a cheeky son
Where you from, man?
We're from the Old London
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