Skepta - Mike Lowery lyrics
Skepta [Joseph Olaitan Adenuga Jr.] Tottenham, London, England, U.K. 🇬🇧
[Skepta - Mike Lowery lyrics]
Where? London
London? London
London? Yes, London! You know: fish
Chips cup o' tea, bad food, worse weather
Mary fucking Poppins, london
Too many wannabe badboys flexin'
Like they're so rowdy
Look a badboy straight in the face, tell
Him I'm a real bad boy, fuck Mike Lowery
I don't take disrespect
Neither do the guys that
Are standing around me
I do it how they didn't wanna do
It now they wanna try
An do it but I'm telling them 'llow me
When I shut one eye and aim, I hit the target
Ben Cook now sitting at
Home now try'na figure
Out how he fucked up his artist
If the game was a tray full of ice cubes
Then I'll be the coldest and the hardest
The last MC that dissed me
Blood on the ceiling, blood on the carpet
See I've got more heart than Tony
Hawks but when I'm riding, i ain't ramping
I'm ready for all out war
Them man are lying on the floor camping
Man in my hood said
Keep it professional, Skepta
Forget the mad ting
I just say Candyman five times in
The mirror but nothing ain't happening
When I say that I stick it in the pussy'ole
Cuz it ain't no sexual innuendo
I been producing since Mario Paint
On the Super Nintendo
So if a man wants to violate me I
Will make this beat at the fastest tempo
Kill another MC then go Spain and
Change my name to Lorenzo
What happened to him?
He got shot in the face Lincoln i
Would have thought that was obvious
What'd you do that for? You
Mistake him for a rabbit?
What do you want me to do about it?
Sort it out i'm not a fucking witch doctor
But you are a bad boy
Yardie and bad boy yardies
Are supposed to know how to get rid of bodies
I create the bodies i don't erase the bodies
There ain't no clowns 'round
Here, wanna find one, go to the circus
Fuck a suspended sentence
I'll re-offend if I ever get nervous
I say what I mean, mean what I say
So when I say it I'm saying it on purpose
I tell a man that wants to rob me
Don't bother coming if you ain't got burners
I gave up smoking and then
I got stressed out, told KJ get the weed in
Lying in bed paranoid thoughts in my head
Staring at the ceiling
100 nightmares in my brain clearly
Try'na stop me sleeping
1000 diamonds in my chain
And it's hurting a lot of mans feelings
You wanna know why they call me
Guy Fawkes in the club
Just look at my table
Now they wanna know what Skepta's worth
They wish they knew my appraisal
Black carbon fibre on the roof
Of the white Audi, i'm so interracial
I start with a little bit
Of foreplay, have sex
Then finish off with a facial
When it comes to the bedroom ladies
Better know I'm so X rated
I met her on Monday
Made love on the same day
Cause I ain't Craig David
Big high grade spliff, Courvoursier and Gold
Nigga I'm so wasted
I can't drive like this but it's
Okay cause Jamie's driving a spaceship
Boy Better Know
London? London
London? Yes, London! You know: fish
Chips cup o' tea, bad food, worse weather
Mary fucking Poppins, london
Too many wannabe badboys flexin'
Like they're so rowdy
Look a badboy straight in the face, tell
Him I'm a real bad boy, fuck Mike Lowery
I don't take disrespect
Neither do the guys that
Are standing around me
I do it how they didn't wanna do
It now they wanna try
An do it but I'm telling them 'llow me
When I shut one eye and aim, I hit the target
Ben Cook now sitting at
Home now try'na figure
Out how he fucked up his artist
If the game was a tray full of ice cubes
Then I'll be the coldest and the hardest
The last MC that dissed me
Blood on the ceiling, blood on the carpet
See I've got more heart than Tony
Hawks but when I'm riding, i ain't ramping
I'm ready for all out war
Them man are lying on the floor camping
Man in my hood said
Keep it professional, Skepta
Forget the mad ting
I just say Candyman five times in
The mirror but nothing ain't happening
When I say that I stick it in the pussy'ole
Cuz it ain't no sexual innuendo
I been producing since Mario Paint
On the Super Nintendo
So if a man wants to violate me I
Will make this beat at the fastest tempo
Kill another MC then go Spain and
Change my name to Lorenzo
What happened to him?
He got shot in the face Lincoln i
Would have thought that was obvious
What'd you do that for? You
Mistake him for a rabbit?
What do you want me to do about it?
Sort it out i'm not a fucking witch doctor
But you are a bad boy
Yardie and bad boy yardies
Are supposed to know how to get rid of bodies
I create the bodies i don't erase the bodies
There ain't no clowns 'round
Here, wanna find one, go to the circus
Fuck a suspended sentence
I'll re-offend if I ever get nervous
I say what I mean, mean what I say
So when I say it I'm saying it on purpose
I tell a man that wants to rob me
Don't bother coming if you ain't got burners
I gave up smoking and then
I got stressed out, told KJ get the weed in
Lying in bed paranoid thoughts in my head
Staring at the ceiling
100 nightmares in my brain clearly
Try'na stop me sleeping
1000 diamonds in my chain
And it's hurting a lot of mans feelings
You wanna know why they call me
Guy Fawkes in the club
Just look at my table
Now they wanna know what Skepta's worth
They wish they knew my appraisal
Black carbon fibre on the roof
Of the white Audi, i'm so interracial
I start with a little bit
Of foreplay, have sex
Then finish off with a facial
When it comes to the bedroom ladies
Better know I'm so X rated
I met her on Monday
Made love on the same day
Cause I ain't Craig David
Big high grade spliff, Courvoursier and Gold
Nigga I'm so wasted
I can't drive like this but it's
Okay cause Jamie's driving a spaceship
Boy Better Know