Same Shit Different Day
Skepta「Same Shit Different Day」はSkeptaの曲です, 2012, Pop。長さは2:20, 84 lines / 473 words。
歌詞
0:00Track 1 - Skepta
0:03Yeah f**k Skepta
0:10Junior
0:12Meridian War
0:13N17
0:15London
0:22This is what music sounds like in my dreams
0:26Mental
0:27Yeah I'm in my zone
0:29Livin the life of the young and gifted
0:30In the studio run out of drink
0:32All we got is some w**d and biscuits
0:34I'm supposed to be writing
0:35Instead I'm daydreaming
0:36About doggy-styling Kate Windslet
0:38Snap out of the dream
0:40Pass me the lighter
0:41Let me light up the green
0:42A million words in my head
0:43Tryna think about punchlines
0:45That I haven't already said
0:46I wanna write a diss track
0:47But my enemies are already dead
0:49I only smoke one spliff
0:50But my eyes are already red
0:51I'll be waiting til the cows come home
0:53For man to offer me a biscuit
0:54Cos I don't normally beg
0:56Open up the pizza box we got earlier
0:58But it's full of crust and corn
0:59We've been here so long
1:00I just heard the speakers yawn
1:02I go hard like Jason Bourne
1:04These other MC's remind me of
1:05Mr Bean and Johnny English reborn
1:07But I still beep my horn
1:09And scream team UK
1:10Cos that's where I made my name
1:12That's where I made my change
1:13That's where I f**ked up them pussyholes
1:15When they tried to pull off my chain
1:17Nothing but true facts that I speak on the track
1:19Real niggas know where the real niggas at
1:20I'm a good youth but I will fight back
1:22Out to the mixed-race white and black
1:24Fake G's all over the place
1:25If you put it on me you better
1:27Put something over your face
1:28Cos I won't snitch I'll tell the officer
1:29I don't wanna press no charges
1:31I'm closing the case
1:32Discharge myself from the hospital
1:33F**k the constable
1:34Go home and deal with the beef
1:36Like Sunday roast on a plate
1:37See I grew up in London
1:39Where the olders talk
1:40But the youngers ain't listening
1:41I was given dirty looks
1:42By the priest at my christening
1:44No food in the kitchen
1:45Two brothers one sister'n
1:46Right now you're listening
1:48To the oldest sibling
1:48And I get so much cake
1:50I might change my surname to Kipling
1:52All the mandem raise your glasses again
1:55Here's to another year at the top of the game
1:57Ah we just can't stop toasting
1:58Said I'll be a big MC but end of school
2:00Term and they thought I was joking
2:02Now I got 15 girls in my bed and each
2:04And every one of them's roasting
2:06Same sh*t different day
2:08Same sh*t different day
2:09Same sh*t different day
2:11Me and the mandem moeshin'
2:12Said I'll be a big MC but
2:14End of school term
2:15And they thought I was joking
2:16Now I got 15 girls in my bed
2:17And each and every one of
2:18Them's roasting
2:20Blacklisted yeah
Track 1 - Skepta Yeah f**k Skepta Junior Meridian War N17 London This is what music sounds like in my dreams Mental Yeah I'm in my zone Livin the life of the young and gifted In the studio run out of drink All we got is some w**d and biscuits I'm supposed to be writing Instead I'm daydreaming About doggy-styling Kate Windslet Snap out of the dream Pass me the lighter Let me light up the green A million words in my head Tryna think about punchlines That I haven't already said I wanna write a diss track But my enemies are already dead I only smoke one spliff But my eyes are already red I'll be waiting til the cows come home For man to offer me a biscuit Cos I don't normally beg Open up the pizza box we got earlier But it's full of crust and corn We've been here so long I just heard the speakers yawn I go hard like Jason Bourne These other MC's remind me of Mr Bean and Johnny English reborn But I still beep my horn And scream team UK Cos that's where I made my name That's where I made my change That's where I f**ked up them pussyholes When they tried to pull off my chain Nothing but true facts that I speak on the track Real niggas know where the real niggas at I'm a good youth but I will fight back Out to the mixed-race white and black Fake G's all over the place If you put it on me you better Put something over your face Cos I won't snitch I'll tell the officer I don't wanna press no charges I'm closing the case Discharge myself from the hospital F**k the constable Go home and deal with the beef Like Sunday roast on a plate See I grew up in London Where the olders talk But the youngers ain't listening I was given dirty looks By the priest at my christening No food in the kitchen Two brothers one sister'n Right now you're listening To the oldest sibling And I get so much cake I might change my surname to Kipling All the mandem raise your glasses again Here's to another year at the top of the game Ah we just can't stop toasting Said I'll be a big MC but end of school Term and they thought I was joking Now I got 15 girls in my bed and each And every one of them's roasting Same sh*t different day Same sh*t different day Same sh*t different day Me and the mandem moeshin' Said I'll be a big MC but End of school term And they thought I was joking Now I got 15 girls in my bed And each and every one of Them's roasting Blacklisted yeah
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