Man (Explicit)
Skepta"Man (Explicit)" is a song by Skepta, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:59 long and contains 89 lines and 692 words.
Lyrics
0:14I don't know why man's callin' me family all of a sudden
0:17Like hmm, my mum don't know your mum
0:19Stop telling man you're my cousin
0:21I got day ones and I got new ones
0:23No fake ones, trust no one
0:24It's Boy Better Know 'til I die
0:26Tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde
0:28Cause man get money with the gang
0:29Man get girls with the gang
0:30Man eat food with the gang
0:31Man talk slang so the feds
0:33Can't work out what I just said to a man
0:34Told me you was a big fan but the first thing you said when you saw me is
0:37"Can I get a pic for the gram?"
0:38I was like "Nah, sorry man"
0:40I only socialize with the crew and the gang
0:41Woah, guess who's back
0:43Came a long way from sittin' in the flats
0:45Came a long way from when whites never used to mix with blacks
0:49Now all my white ****** and my black mates, we got the game on smash
0:52I used to rate your page on MySpace but you never stayed on track
0:56Upset cause your wife is a fan, she done with a little boy
0:58Now she wants to be with a man
0:59Told my accountant "Do me a transfer, cause I wanna buy some land"
1:02You and I have got different plans
1:04Real mad man, I might go Saint Ann's
1:06No Triple A pass, no wristbands
1:07You are not mandem, you are not gang
1:12Tracksuit Mafia, Boy Better Know
1:14My ones, my team
1:16Meridian, bad blocks
1:20London boys, active boys
1:22You get me?
1:23Man get money with the gang
1:25Man get girls with the gang
1:26Man eat food with the gang
1:27Man talk slang so the feds
1:29Can't work out what I just said to a man
1:30Told me you was a big fan but the first thing you said when you saw me is
1:33"Can I get a pic for the gram?"
1:34I was like "Nah, sorry man"
1:35I only socialize with the crew and the gang
1:37They wanna see me drown
1:39Tryna hold the mandem down
1:41Cause I shutdown Shoreditch car park
1:42And I got bars like Camden Town
1:44Out there tryna survive on the streets
1:45Tryin' not to get killed by the police
1:47And I be schoolin' MC's
1:49Nobody leaves 'til half-past-three
1:51This year I'mma teach them a lesson
1:53Tell Grace don't reply to those emails
1:54Nah, I don't wanna do no sessions
1:56It's like them man have got an obsession with my style of expression
2:00But in public, never hear my name mentioned
2:02Catch them at the nightclub entrance
2:04Always seekin' attention
2:05But I be inside, tryna get burse
2:07Lookin' all cool like Herc
2:09Dressed like I just come from P.E
2:10You're dressed like you just come from church
2:12Better do your research
2:14You don't wanna hear my verse come after your verse
2:16MCs act brand new cause they got a little money in their purse
2:19So you had a good solo career?
2:20Had a few big songs over the years?
2:23Back then you was a real Top Boy
2:24But right now fam, nobody cares
2:25Walked in the club, everybody's like
2:27"Who is he? Why is he walkin' around with security?"
2:29You know the postcode when you're talkin' road
2:31Better know that I speak that fluently
2:33I don't know why man's callin' me family all of a sudden
2:36Like hmm, my mum don't know your mum
2:38Stop telling man you're my cousin
2:40I got day ones and I got new ones
2:41No fake ones, trust no one
2:43It's Boy Better Know 'til I die
2:45Tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde
2:47Cause
2:47Man get money with the gang
2:48Man get girls with the gang
2:49Man eat food with the gang
2:50Man talk slang to the feds
2:52Can't work out what I just said to a man
2:54Told me you was a big fan but the first thing you said when you saw me is
2:56"Can I get a pic for the gram?"
2:58I was like "Nah, sorry man"
2:59I only socialize with the crew and the gang
I don't know why man's callin' me family all of a sudden Like hmm, my mum don't know your mum Stop telling man you're my cousin I got day ones and I got new ones No fake ones, trust no one It's Boy Better Know 'til I die Tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde Cause man get money with the gang Man get girls with the gang Man eat food with the gang Man talk slang so the feds Can't work out what I just said to a man Told me you was a big fan but the first thing you said when you saw me is "Can I get a pic for the gram?" I was like "Nah, sorry man" I only socialize with the crew and the gang Woah, guess who's back Came a long way from sittin' in the flats Came a long way from when whites never used to mix with blacks Now all my white ****** and my black mates, we got the game on smash I used to rate your page on MySpace but you never stayed on track Upset cause your wife is a fan, she done with a little boy Now she wants to be with a man Told my accountant "Do me a transfer, cause I wanna buy some land" You and I have got different plans Real mad man, I might go Saint Ann's No Triple A pass, no wristbands You are not mandem, you are not gang Tracksuit Mafia, Boy Better Know My ones, my team Meridian, bad blocks London boys, active boys You get me? Man get money with the gang Man get girls with the gang Man eat food with the gang Man talk slang so the feds Can't work out what I just said to a man Told me you was a big fan but the first thing you said when you saw me is "Can I get a pic for the gram?" I was like "Nah, sorry man" I only socialize with the crew and the gang They wanna see me drown Tryna hold the mandem down Cause I shutdown Shoreditch car park And I got bars like Camden Town Out there tryna survive on the streets Tryin' not to get killed by the police And I be schoolin' MC's Nobody leaves 'til half-past-three This year I'mma teach them a lesson Tell Grace don't reply to those emails Nah, I don't wanna do no sessions It's like them man have got an obsession with my style of expression But in public, never hear my name mentioned Catch them at the nightclub entrance Always seekin' attention But I be inside, tryna get burse Lookin' all cool like Herc Dressed like I just come from P.E You're dressed like you just come from church Better do your research You don't wanna hear my verse come after your verse MCs act brand new cause they got a little money in their purse So you had a good solo career? Had a few big songs over the years? Back then you was a real Top Boy But right now fam, nobody cares Walked in the club, everybody's like "Who is he? Why is he walkin' around with security?" You know the postcode when you're talkin' road Better know that I speak that fluently I don't know why man's callin' me family all of a sudden Like hmm, my mum don't know your mum Stop telling man you're my cousin I got day ones and I got new ones No fake ones, trust no one It's Boy Better Know 'til I die Tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde Cause Man get money with the gang Man get girls with the gang Man eat food with the gang Man talk slang to the feds Can't work out what I just said to a man Told me you was a big fan but the first thing you said when you saw me is "Can I get a pic for the gram?" I was like "Nah, sorry man" I only socialize with the crew and the gang
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