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High Road (Explicit)

Skepta
2020-03-273:47 MinSynchronisierter Text

"High Road (Explicit)" ist ein Song von Skepta, 2020, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:47, 91 lines / 960 words.

Songtext

0:00I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
0:02I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
0:05I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
0:07I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
0:10I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
0:13I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
0:15I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
0:18I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
0:20Chip:
0:20Yo f**k whoever thinking they king I got no homage
0:23Who taught you to be versatile and took the stones for it
0:25Who showed North you could make it out young
0:28Without the ACs robberies and going cunch listen up
0:31I see the unemployment high everybody scrapping
0:34Trap rap popping population trapping
0:36Basic but you popping I ain't tryna knock your vision
0:38But I miss the days when if you couldn't rap you didn't
0:42You've seen what buj' can do to humans that s**t real evil
0:44I never made P off anything that kills people
0:47Except for the times I touched mic and killed people
0:50I ain't spoke to him in time he thinks we still peoples
0:52Use to be my darg he was in my left titty
0:55Chip left n***as n***as never left Chippy
0:57But I ain't chatty patty all your secrets safe with me
1:00Still touch mic and pop corn stay killy
1:02I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
1:05I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
1:08I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
1:10I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
1:13I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
1:15I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
1:18I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
1:21I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
1:23Skepta:
1:23Listen the whole city's sleeping only the kitties creeping
1:26I'm doing vampire hours celly forever beeping
1:29In a position you never wish you would ever be in
1:31I went to sleep in the morning I rise up in the evening
1:34And I ain't waiting to die I'm tryna live in heaven
1:37F**k n***as the fiends taught me the biggest lessons
1:39It's sink or swim I'm in it to win
1:41Tryna dodge bin whipping up lemonade when they give me lemons
1:44International S
1:46Had to book the top floor sit back and reflect
1:48I could still be up in the streets with a strap and vest
1:51But I'm in the bank doing mathematics cashing them cheques
1:53I told my daughter 'bubba daddy gon' be back in sec'
1:56Like Yakaa Dee your daddy he's a wizard with words
1:58I put 'em in a verse now I got some bags to collect
2:01And all these ladies seeing is the racks on my neck
2:04Can't they see that if it ain't Idris which n***a is James Bond with it
2:08I got a license to kill s**tting on the critiques
2:10Diamonds are forever my gold finger got stones in it
2:13This model calling she wanna give me a home visit
2:16Mowa Lola shades Alyx jeans
2:18Alexander McQueen tees still the steeze so exquisite
2:21I got nothing to prove these n***as know I did it
2:23Been a top boy before I ever wrote a lyric
2:26I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
2:28I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
2:31I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
2:34I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
2:36I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
2:39I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
2:41I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
2:44I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
2:47Young Adz:
2:47Yeah I watched my favourite fiend Donna die
2:49PTSD last time I saw her she was horrified
2:52What the f**k you know about when you don't wanna ride
2:54But n***as hit your n***a so you out there tryna hollow guys
2:57Everybody got a heart it's what's hollow inside
3:00Talking to her she so sonic with lies
3:03Came with a wap but I pay all my tax
3:04I pray my salat grab my toolie and then hit up them flats facts
3:08SK CM n***as brain ain't intact
3:10That's three GOATs spitting rap and we spraying some facts
3:13I look at my watch and then I turn on the tap
3:15The jakes tryna catch me slipping so I turn off the maps
3:18My baby mother will tell you that I'm addicted to waps
3:21My older brother will tell you that I was 7 in flats
3:23Akh' I'mma go down the loneliest road
3:26It's hard to spin your life 'round when you come from the road
3:29I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
3:31I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
3:34I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
3:36I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
3:39I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
3:41I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
3:44I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
3:47I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
Chip:
Yo f**k whoever thinking they king I got no homage
Who taught you to be versatile and took the stones for it
Who showed North you could make it out young
Without the ACs robberies and going cunch listen up
I see the unemployment high everybody scrapping
Trap rap popping population trapping
Basic but you popping I ain't tryna knock your vision
But I miss the days when if you couldn't rap you didn't
You've seen what buj' can do to humans that s**t real evil
I never made P off anything that kills people
Except for the times I touched mic and killed people
I ain't spoke to him in time he thinks we still peoples
Use to be my darg he was in my left titty
Chip left n***as n***as never left Chippy
But I ain't chatty patty all your secrets safe with me
Still touch mic and pop corn stay killy
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
Skepta:
Listen the whole city's sleeping only the kitties creeping
I'm doing vampire hours celly forever beeping
In a position you never wish you would ever be in
I went to sleep in the morning I rise up in the evening
And I ain't waiting to die I'm tryna live in heaven
F**k n***as the fiends taught me the biggest lessons
It's sink or swim I'm in it to win
Tryna dodge bin whipping up lemonade when they give me lemons
International S
Had to book the top floor sit back and reflect
I could still be up in the streets with a strap and vest
But I'm in the bank doing mathematics cashing them cheques
I told my daughter 'bubba daddy gon' be back in sec'
Like Yakaa Dee your daddy he's a wizard with words
I put 'em in a verse now I got some bags to collect
And all these ladies seeing is the racks on my neck
Can't they see that if it ain't Idris which n***a is James Bond with it
I got a license to kill s**tting on the critiques
Diamonds are forever my gold finger got stones in it
This model calling she wanna give me a home visit
Mowa Lola shades Alyx jeans
Alexander McQueen tees still the steeze so exquisite
I got nothing to prove these n***as know I did it
Been a top boy before I ever wrote a lyric
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
Young Adz:
Yeah I watched my favourite fiend Donna die
PTSD last time I saw her she was horrified
What the f**k you know about when you don't wanna ride
But n***as hit your n***a so you out there tryna hollow guys
Everybody got a heart it's what's hollow inside
Talking to her she so sonic with lies
Came with a wap but I pay all my tax
I pray my salat grab my toolie and then hit up them flats facts
SK CM n***as brain ain't intact
That's three GOATs spitting rap and we spraying some facts
I look at my watch and then I turn on the tap
The jakes tryna catch me slipping so I turn off the maps
My baby mother will tell you that I'm addicted to waps
My older brother will tell you that I was 7 in flats
Akh' I'mma go down the loneliest road
It's hard to spin your life 'round when you come from the road
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet
I stay and hold my guns I own a lot of them
I ain't heard you scream yet feds still on the scene I bet

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