Skatta - King Kong

See we can all chat about crud 
But hows that affecting the youth
Too many crime scenes covered in blood
If i got something to say i step in the booth 

On a winning streak i didn’t come here to lose 
I got so much sauce i turned some to juice 
Now there calling me lord like i’m the new Zeus 
Yeah i still do grime cause i followed my roots…

In the deep blue sea there’s bigger fish
So many tings I can pick and mix
I can win big with these little bits
We get up and do they just sit and wish

I get up an go I don’t sit and wait
I wrote most songs on this estate
When my are eyes closed then the vision came
Now my eyes are open it’s a different day

So what can I see now
More than I ever could see
So woke like I’ve never been sleep
So close that I know it’s in reach

When I’ve got no dough an they be owing me p’z
Don’t get me annoyed ill be flowing on beats
Ain’t nobody out here slowing my speed
Ain’t nobody out here knowing your team

I never came with chat it’s just bars
They already got lapped twice from the start
They weren’t really out here when its dark
Pull up in Kirby next to the park

I be that grime kid going in hard
Don’t follow no footsteps find your own path
Set your own goals an you will go far…
Trust you will go far !

I don’t care about flashy lifestyle’s my life is real
No I don’t see you man in the field
Still hungry after eat a mill
What I earnt last month you won’t see in a deal !

From day 1 I kept it grimey
I guess thats why they probably don’t like me
I guess thats why they probably don’t try me
F*@k up the scene you can’t even deny me

See we can all chat about crud 
But hows that affecting the youth
Too many crime scenes covered in blood
If i got something to say i step in the booth 

On a winning streak i didn’t come here to lose 
I got so much sauce i turned some to juice 
Now there calling me lord like i’m the new Zeus 
Yeah i still do grime cause i followed my roots…

I got crep protect go on step on my shoes
Swish when i shoot for the hoop
Man wish they cud be on my moves
But they slipped an they act to rude to be lit

“I cant be rapping with you I’m to sick”
> Don’t Get Big For Your Boots To Quick < 
Things happen wen I click my fingers 
So I don’t need to move my lips 

See we can all chat about crud 
But hows that affecting the youth
Too many crime scenes covered in blood
If i got something to say i step in the booth 

On a winning streak i didn’t come here to lose 
I got so much sauce i turned some to juice 
Now there calling me lord like i’m the new Zeus 
Yeah i still do grime cause i followed my roots…

Written by:
CHARLIE KAPAGOLET, JEFFREY LAWRENCE SHANNON, NATHAN CRAIG HUNTER

Publisher:
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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