Akala - Don't Piss Me Off lyrics
[Akala - Don't Piss Me Off lyrics]
You what?
Grunt
You what?
I don't like to lose my temper
But they give you no choice
It's like they were born irritating, even
The sound of their voice
Is dedicated to testing the patience
Of the most saintly type, elevated
So when they are faced with
Us that are basic are
We supposed to be able to take it? I can't
Can you? No? Well then
Here's what you tell them: Don't piss me off!
It's the tone of a pompous git when he's
On your shit and he just make
You wanna spit but instead you bite your
Top like and feel like a dickhead
'Coz this ain't the time of
Place for a punch in
The face but you just wanna humble a mug
Move peaceful with abundance of
Love but you're not
A prick and he muddled you up
Taking him out with a straight to the mouth
Sometimes that's all they understand
Taking him out and then straighten him
Out so he realises he won't
Ever shout in the face of
A grown ass man again
Are you a little boy and your
Only 10? Like if you need
To you won't defend? Must've confused
You with him and his
Friend but when you blow your
Gasket shit gets drastic, you're not
Elastic snap like a matchstick and
You will slap pricks, yeah
Hype as an Irish man on St patrick's
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off you what, you what
Don't piss me off
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off
You what, you what, you what, you what
Don't piss me off
I don't like to lose my temper
And it don't happen that often
Sometime somebody wanna be a problem and
Nothing else will stop them
Other than knowing that physical conflict
Ain't off the roster
Box an imposter this ain't life or death
This ain't my family under a threat
It's just a day when a little mug gets
Out of his pram 'coz
He don't recollect how it could get
When the left hook checks
That same mouth that spouted the mess
You ain't on road, you don't
Need to body no-one
Unless they trouble your mum
Fuck doing life
Over little backchat that's what the
Elbow's for to attack that
I ain't gonna lie, when I
Was a younger, shit
Something in an avirex in the summer
I got lucky lotta man doing bird
Wanking no access
To a bird over he said she said
What have you heard? My ends, your ends
Shit is absurd so here's to an
Old school punch up, come and have a dust up
We should be teaching the youngers
You ain't on road, you don't
Need to body no-one, unless they trouble
Your mum we are not dumb, we
Know how fools are become
Everyone on a knife
And a gun but we all seen
Too many man doing life, 50 in
A cell, over the hype so let's
Get old school lets just fight
Put up your fists and tell 'em like this!
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off you what, you what
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off
You what, you what, you what, you what
Don't piss me off
(Akala talking)
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off you what, you what
Don't piss me off
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
You what, you what, you what, you what
Don't piss me off
Grunt
You what?
I don't like to lose my temper
But they give you no choice
It's like they were born irritating, even
The sound of their voice
Is dedicated to testing the patience
Of the most saintly type, elevated
So when they are faced with
Us that are basic are
We supposed to be able to take it? I can't
Can you? No? Well then
Here's what you tell them: Don't piss me off!
It's the tone of a pompous git when he's
On your shit and he just make
You wanna spit but instead you bite your
Top like and feel like a dickhead
'Coz this ain't the time of
Place for a punch in
The face but you just wanna humble a mug
Move peaceful with abundance of
Love but you're not
A prick and he muddled you up
Taking him out with a straight to the mouth
Sometimes that's all they understand
Taking him out and then straighten him
Out so he realises he won't
Ever shout in the face of
A grown ass man again
Are you a little boy and your
Only 10? Like if you need
To you won't defend? Must've confused
You with him and his
Friend but when you blow your
Gasket shit gets drastic, you're not
Elastic snap like a matchstick and
You will slap pricks, yeah
Hype as an Irish man on St patrick's
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off you what, you what
Don't piss me off
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off
You what, you what, you what, you what
Don't piss me off
I don't like to lose my temper
And it don't happen that often
Sometime somebody wanna be a problem and
Nothing else will stop them
Other than knowing that physical conflict
Ain't off the roster
Box an imposter this ain't life or death
This ain't my family under a threat
It's just a day when a little mug gets
Out of his pram 'coz
He don't recollect how it could get
When the left hook checks
That same mouth that spouted the mess
You ain't on road, you don't
Need to body no-one
Unless they trouble your mum
Fuck doing life
Over little backchat that's what the
Elbow's for to attack that
I ain't gonna lie, when I
Was a younger, shit
Something in an avirex in the summer
I got lucky lotta man doing bird
Wanking no access
To a bird over he said she said
What have you heard? My ends, your ends
Shit is absurd so here's to an
Old school punch up, come and have a dust up
We should be teaching the youngers
You ain't on road, you don't
Need to body no-one, unless they trouble
Your mum we are not dumb, we
Know how fools are become
Everyone on a knife
And a gun but we all seen
Too many man doing life, 50 in
A cell, over the hype so let's
Get old school lets just fight
Put up your fists and tell 'em like this!
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off you what, you what
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off
You what, you what, you what, you what
Don't piss me off
(Akala talking)
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
Don't piss me off you what, you what
Don't piss me off
Don't piss me off don't piss me off
You what, you what, you what, you what
Don't piss me off