Skepta, N-Dubz - So Alive lyrics
Skepta [Joseph Olaitan Adenuga Jr.] Tottenham, London, England, U.K. 🇬🇧
[Skepta, N-Dubz - So Alive lyrics]
Yeah skepta
Boy Better Know n-Dubz
I never have a dream when I
Go to sleep at night
My dream begins when I walk outside
Now I'm on stage and I feel like
I'm lookin' through Michael Jackson's eyes
Stories, rumours and accusations
So I gotta stay self-conscious
Of my hand gestures before they call me a
Mason or say that I'm workin' with Satan
But even a blind man could see
I would never sell my soul for the P
When you're lookin' at Skepta
You're lookin' at grime so the only thing
I gotta stay true to is me
I don't need a helpin' hand, stand up tall
I'm my own man
Find me on the tallest buildin' in the
Country singin' as loud as I can
II feel so alive, so alive s-K-E-P T-A
Got my two feet on the ground
But it feels like I'm in the sky
It's time to enjoy the sun 'cause
We made it through the rain
Put your hands up in the sky
Like you're tryna touch a plane
I feel so alive, so alive
Boy Better Know, oh yeah
Shit, what have I done? (Ah)
Raa, everyone singin' along to my bars
Man, went triple platinum, see me
I'm tryna do what Elvis done
(Uh huh, uh huh)
And the stage is way too big for me
Labels never thought this guy
From the ghetto could
Make all these girls sing for me
Na na, na na, na na nai
I got a big na na chain
Hangin' down to my navel tell the bartender
"Take a fat bottle of champagne
Over to Polydor's table" (Haha)
Big men actin' like school kids
Say they're gonna run up on
Me with a full clip (What?)
So I pull down the two flaps on my hat
'cause I didn't want to hear that bullshit
II feel so alive, so alive
D-A double P-to-the-Z
Got my two feet on the ground
But it feels like I'm in the sky (Ayy)
It's time to enjoy the sun 'cause
We made it through the rain
Put your hands up in the sky
Like you're tryna touch a plane
I feel so alive, so alive
Na na, na na, na na nai
It's time to get dark
(What?) , blacker than Cilla
Fazer aka six-figure-nigga (Brap)
Man said I got robbed for my chain 'til
I put a picture on Skepta's Twitter (Bang)
When I go to the Gucci store, I dress rags
(Uh)
Security think that I ain't gonna buy shit
(Uh) then I pull out my card and swipe it
Bowl out with twenty bags (Bowl)
If I like them (Uh) , cop them (Uh)
Fuck a hater (yeah) , can't stop them (Raa)
MCs wanna diss N-Dubz but they
Can't get a top twenty, let alone a top ten
(Haha) so if it weren't for the fans
I would've had a hater's blood on my hands
(Uh)
I'm a mastermind behind the keyboard so I'ma
Carry on stackin' up these grands
II feel so alive, so alive (Woah)
F-A-Z-E-to-the-R
Got my two feet on the ground
But it feels like I'm in the sky (Ayy)
It's time to enjoy the sun 'cause
We made it through the rain
Put your hands up in the sky
Like you're tryna touch a plane
I feel so alive, so alive
Na na, na na, na na nai
Boy Better Know n-Dubz
I never have a dream when I
Go to sleep at night
My dream begins when I walk outside
Now I'm on stage and I feel like
I'm lookin' through Michael Jackson's eyes
Stories, rumours and accusations
So I gotta stay self-conscious
Of my hand gestures before they call me a
Mason or say that I'm workin' with Satan
But even a blind man could see
I would never sell my soul for the P
When you're lookin' at Skepta
You're lookin' at grime so the only thing
I gotta stay true to is me
I don't need a helpin' hand, stand up tall
I'm my own man
Find me on the tallest buildin' in the
Country singin' as loud as I can
II feel so alive, so alive s-K-E-P T-A
Got my two feet on the ground
But it feels like I'm in the sky
It's time to enjoy the sun 'cause
We made it through the rain
Put your hands up in the sky
Like you're tryna touch a plane
I feel so alive, so alive
Boy Better Know, oh yeah
Shit, what have I done? (Ah)
Raa, everyone singin' along to my bars
Man, went triple platinum, see me
I'm tryna do what Elvis done
(Uh huh, uh huh)
And the stage is way too big for me
Labels never thought this guy
From the ghetto could
Make all these girls sing for me
Na na, na na, na na nai
I got a big na na chain
Hangin' down to my navel tell the bartender
"Take a fat bottle of champagne
Over to Polydor's table" (Haha)
Big men actin' like school kids
Say they're gonna run up on
Me with a full clip (What?)
So I pull down the two flaps on my hat
'cause I didn't want to hear that bullshit
II feel so alive, so alive
D-A double P-to-the-Z
Got my two feet on the ground
But it feels like I'm in the sky (Ayy)
It's time to enjoy the sun 'cause
We made it through the rain
Put your hands up in the sky
Like you're tryna touch a plane
I feel so alive, so alive
Na na, na na, na na nai
It's time to get dark
(What?) , blacker than Cilla
Fazer aka six-figure-nigga (Brap)
Man said I got robbed for my chain 'til
I put a picture on Skepta's Twitter (Bang)
When I go to the Gucci store, I dress rags
(Uh)
Security think that I ain't gonna buy shit
(Uh) then I pull out my card and swipe it
Bowl out with twenty bags (Bowl)
If I like them (Uh) , cop them (Uh)
Fuck a hater (yeah) , can't stop them (Raa)
MCs wanna diss N-Dubz but they
Can't get a top twenty, let alone a top ten
(Haha) so if it weren't for the fans
I would've had a hater's blood on my hands
(Uh)
I'm a mastermind behind the keyboard so I'ma
Carry on stackin' up these grands
II feel so alive, so alive (Woah)
F-A-Z-E-to-the-R
Got my two feet on the ground
But it feels like I'm in the sky (Ayy)
It's time to enjoy the sun 'cause
We made it through the rain
Put your hands up in the sky
Like you're tryna touch a plane
I feel so alive, so alive
Na na, na na, na na nai