Skepta - Shape Shifting lyrics
Skepta [Joseph Olaitan Adenuga Jr.] Tottenham, London, England, U.K. 🇬🇧
[Skepta - Shape Shifting lyrics]
Boy Better Know skepta
Joseph Adenuga yeah
I wouldn't say I had a rough, rough
Rough life yeah but I've had some bad times
My sons in this music ting
They always going through pure madness
But you know I'm happy to
Be Jamie and Junior's dad
I could have been one of these waste MCs dads
Don't make me no money deadout
My name's Joseph A-D-E-N-U-G-A
I love grime but I don't usually spray
I've got four kids and all of
Their names begin with a J
You know them, wait, what else can I say?
Flow tunes
You know I rep Boy Better Know all day
You will see me in a green
Mercedes A-Class, blazing a zoot
Smiling away but from time to time
I look up to Allah and pray
That DJ Maximum, Wiley
Jamie and Junior will be okay
You can never die before my hair turns grey
Boy better know the roads ain't nice
So many gunshots, too many knives
But I heard a couple man
Dissing my wife so God
Please forgive me if I take an MCs life
Joseph
These MCs are saying a lot
Violating, talking about people's mums
But you know what, I knew Jme and Junior
Was going to get into this music thing
I'm a big DJ
Come to my house, there's records everywhere
I'm on Radio 1, yeah!
Yeah, my name's Tim West W double O-D
I'm a big dawg
These other DJs started in 2 double O-3
I'm on Radio 1, not Rinse 1 double O-3
Kiss my F double O T anybody
Tries to shut down my shop
Hating Westwood, cause I've got a
New Jay Z drops, 50 Cent drops
Busta Rhymes drops, so many drops
I dunno what tune to drop
Drop a Boy Better Know song
Then drop a bomb, bang your doors
Real goons in the HMV locked on
Haters wanna shoot me and lick me down
They know Westwood's big in the scene
My Hummer's tinted out
So if you wanna see me you
Better look through my front windscreen
Timothy
So many haters
You get me, everyone's dissing Westwood
But as soon as their album
Or mixtape's gonna drop
They wanna phone me and come on my show
They didn't phone me before I made "Pow!"
As soon as I made "Pow!" all
These MCs are ringing my phone
Yo, my names D-E-X-P-L-IC-I T
Soundboys wanna be grimey like me
Rip off my tune but they never wanna say
But it's okay, trust me I never
Wanna say anything about you, it's all gravy
I know you say Memphis Bleek and Jay Z
Spitting on my tune it's a good look
Now the promoters know they
Should have booked Dexplicit
You can't say I'm not the best in it
That's like saying how my granny's
Not a good cook
I know Lethal B came with a good hook
But it wouldn't be as big if it
Wasn't for the kick drum, face it
I made a big one i've got 'nuff more beats
You can listen to my CD and pick one
If I don't like what you're
Saying I'll delete your
Phone call on a quick one - DEX
You get me? Don't phone my phone
On some 8 bar relay tune
Done that, that's old news
Some new stuff now
Greatest Hit's, the real shit
2000 and everything, yeah
Skepta, Boy Better Know, shuuut
Yeah, Boy Better Know, go on!
Joseph Adenuga yeah
I wouldn't say I had a rough, rough
Rough life yeah but I've had some bad times
My sons in this music ting
They always going through pure madness
But you know I'm happy to
Be Jamie and Junior's dad
I could have been one of these waste MCs dads
Don't make me no money deadout
My name's Joseph A-D-E-N-U-G-A
I love grime but I don't usually spray
I've got four kids and all of
Their names begin with a J
You know them, wait, what else can I say?
Flow tunes
You know I rep Boy Better Know all day
You will see me in a green
Mercedes A-Class, blazing a zoot
Smiling away but from time to time
I look up to Allah and pray
That DJ Maximum, Wiley
Jamie and Junior will be okay
You can never die before my hair turns grey
Boy better know the roads ain't nice
So many gunshots, too many knives
But I heard a couple man
Dissing my wife so God
Please forgive me if I take an MCs life
Joseph
These MCs are saying a lot
Violating, talking about people's mums
But you know what, I knew Jme and Junior
Was going to get into this music thing
I'm a big DJ
Come to my house, there's records everywhere
I'm on Radio 1, yeah!
Yeah, my name's Tim West W double O-D
I'm a big dawg
These other DJs started in 2 double O-3
I'm on Radio 1, not Rinse 1 double O-3
Kiss my F double O T anybody
Tries to shut down my shop
Hating Westwood, cause I've got a
New Jay Z drops, 50 Cent drops
Busta Rhymes drops, so many drops
I dunno what tune to drop
Drop a Boy Better Know song
Then drop a bomb, bang your doors
Real goons in the HMV locked on
Haters wanna shoot me and lick me down
They know Westwood's big in the scene
My Hummer's tinted out
So if you wanna see me you
Better look through my front windscreen
Timothy
So many haters
You get me, everyone's dissing Westwood
But as soon as their album
Or mixtape's gonna drop
They wanna phone me and come on my show
They didn't phone me before I made "Pow!"
As soon as I made "Pow!" all
These MCs are ringing my phone
Yo, my names D-E-X-P-L-IC-I T
Soundboys wanna be grimey like me
Rip off my tune but they never wanna say
But it's okay, trust me I never
Wanna say anything about you, it's all gravy
I know you say Memphis Bleek and Jay Z
Spitting on my tune it's a good look
Now the promoters know they
Should have booked Dexplicit
You can't say I'm not the best in it
That's like saying how my granny's
Not a good cook
I know Lethal B came with a good hook
But it wouldn't be as big if it
Wasn't for the kick drum, face it
I made a big one i've got 'nuff more beats
You can listen to my CD and pick one
If I don't like what you're
Saying I'll delete your
Phone call on a quick one - DEX
You get me? Don't phone my phone
On some 8 bar relay tune
Done that, that's old news
Some new stuff now
Greatest Hit's, the real shit
2000 and everything, yeah
Skepta, Boy Better Know, shuuut
Yeah, Boy Better Know, go on!