Castles
Skepta"Castles" is a song by Skepta, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:28 long and contains 33 lines and 347 words.
Lyrics
0:00Track 2 (城堡) - Skepta
0:16As the days keep turning
0:20As the world keeps burning
0:27As my soul keeps learning
0:38Tears fall from the castles around my heart
0:41My teacher told me I'm a side man I told her to remember me
0:45Now they wanna email me asking if I can talk to the kids in assembly
0:48Now man are selling out Wembley
0:50Now man are twenty first century
0:52Statistics say I should be dead or in jail
0:53But sh*t ain't the way that it's meant to be
0:56Breaking the cycle
0:57They wish I was trapped in the system
0:58A 6 foot tall black guy like me
1:00That would've been a rap in an instant
1:02That's why I gotta speak my mind I'mma say how it is and I never say sorry
1:05Keep quiet like Winston and Tracy fam - over my dead body
1:36Too much TV too many newspapers got a ni**a thinking evil
1:40Got me thinking I'm looking at my enemy when I'm looking at my own people
1:43Notice when a white man looks at my watch I think he's trying to pay me a compliment
1:47When a black man looks at my watch I think he's trying to knock my confidence (Mad)
1:50I was in Amsterdam smoking blue cheese and I had an epiphany
1:53All these negative preconceptions just bring more negativity
1:57Instead of investing in new businesses they buy new artillery
2:01Everybody in the hood wants to spray a 16 and I don't mean lyrically
2:04Underdog psychosis spreading around in the hood like flu
2:07Security guards follow me around like I ain't got ￡2 to pay for my juice
2:10Now all this b******t got me smoking this stupid zoot
2:14Tell Boris he's lucky that I made it rapping or I would've been looting too
2:18Niggas ain't got GCSEs still don't wanna work for a minimum wage
2:21These days man will murder a man for a box of grade
2:24Every time the 38 barrel spins Martin Luther turns in the grave
2:28It's real life no computer game we're living in the streets of rage
Track 2 (城堡) - Skepta As the days keep turning As the world keeps burning As my soul keeps learning Tears fall from the castles around my heart My teacher told me I'm a side man I told her to remember me Now they wanna email me asking if I can talk to the kids in assembly Now man are selling out Wembley Now man are twenty first century Statistics say I should be dead or in jail But sh*t ain't the way that it's meant to be Breaking the cycle They wish I was trapped in the system A 6 foot tall black guy like me That would've been a rap in an instant That's why I gotta speak my mind I'mma say how it is and I never say sorry Keep quiet like Winston and Tracy fam - over my dead body Too much TV too many newspapers got a ni**a thinking evil Got me thinking I'm looking at my enemy when I'm looking at my own people Notice when a white man looks at my watch I think he's trying to pay me a compliment When a black man looks at my watch I think he's trying to knock my confidence (Mad) I was in Amsterdam smoking blue cheese and I had an epiphany All these negative preconceptions just bring more negativity Instead of investing in new businesses they buy new artillery Everybody in the hood wants to spray a 16 and I don't mean lyrically Underdog psychosis spreading around in the hood like flu Security guards follow me around like I ain't got ￡2 to pay for my juice Now all this b******t got me smoking this stupid zoot Tell Boris he's lucky that I made it rapping or I would've been looting too Niggas ain't got GCSEs still don't wanna work for a minimum wage These days man will murder a man for a box of grade Every time the 38 barrel spins Martin Luther turns in the grave It's real life no computer game we're living in the streets of rage
Translation
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