Sin City (Explicit)
Skepta"Sin City (Explicit)" is a song by Skepta, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:44 long and contains 75 lines and 603 words.
Lyrics
0:00What goes around comes around this s**t keeps spinning
0:02Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning
0:05Stick to the rules of the trap had to keep it whipping
0:07Ain't nobody nobody f**king with my kitchen
0:10What goes around comes around this s**t keeps spinning
0:13Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning
0:15Stick to the rules of the trap had to keep it whipping
0:18Ain't nobody nobody f**king with my kitchen
0:20I had big waps hurt my wrist from the kick back
0:23Click clack pull up on them in the pitch black
0:26Switching sides now a n***a wanna switch back
0:28Said I ain't a p***y I was talking big facts
0:31N***as wanna talk n***as wanna chit-chat
0:33On your block with four sticks like a f**king Kit-Kat
0:36Dressed in all black fresher than a f**king Tic Tac
0:38Started from a eight ball man I had to flip that
0:41It's Big Smoke I'm a lion in the jungle need a lioness
0:44I don't like your attitude but I like the dress
0:47Lights out wild sex on the private jet
0:49Huh forty thousand feet man I'm highly blessed
0:52Touch down I'm in stu' with the killys
0:54YA on the mud boy sippy sippy
0:57Talking psychedelics then you know I keep it with me
0:59Man I love the psilocybin yeah a n***a keep it trippy
1:02Chip：
1:02Chippy I got kicked outta school
1:04Caught with a kitchen tool
1:05Daddy looked me in my eyes
1:07He said 'son this isn't you'
1:08Having dreams of shotting raps
1:09Big cousin shotting crack
1:10I said dad I wanna rap
1:12Ca' I want things that shotters have
1:14Like a Avirex and lighties on sex
1:16Little Chippy with the olders from the ends
1:19Probably why I saw a key before a tens
1:21Traumatic stress when I reflect I hold a meds
1:24Toronto with my G on tour we praise the lord
1:26College in Meridian but I knew Skep' before
1:29P***y all my n***as winning you can check the score
1:31Match of the day racks on the chain cutting a cheque for sure
1:34They say black don't crack never been no coward darg
1:37Black and proud no bounty Chippy got lion bars
1:39Rap or shot a packet tryna get a Schott jacket
1:41What you think tea and crumpets
1:42In my manor shots banging
1:44Young Adz：
1:44Gucci slides he a newbie in the gang
1:46You see him ride
1:46Jesus Christ stab him in his palm like he crucified
1:49He ain't hit a movie with me
1:50Yet he don't know how I ride
1:52My shooter cross his arms and he got a cross eye
1:54Diamorphine
1:56Said the works there
1:57Try more fiends
1:59Outside the rehab 'til I find more fiends
2:02I'm the reason why she got a plastic nose
2:05I got heroine and coke for the stove
2:08Got a b***h from Cardiff she just told me roll
2:10R.I.P. to all the fiends that overdosed
2:13Tell the kids don't follow my footsteps on the road
2:16N***as said he got plaques we got plaques we got waps
2:19You ain't got no waps though
2:21I'm the reason why she got a plastic nose
2:23I got heroine I got coke for the stove
2:26Skepta：
2:26What goes around comes around this s**t keeps spinning
2:29Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning
2:31Stick to the rules of the trap had to keep it whipping
2:34Ain't nobody nobody f**king with my kitchen
2:36What goes around comes around this s**t keeps spinning
2:39Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning
2:41Stick to the rules of the trap had to keep it whipping
2:44Ain't nobody nobody f**king with my kitchen
What goes around comes around this s**t keeps spinning Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning Stick to the rules of the trap had to keep it whipping Ain't nobody nobody f**king with my kitchen What goes around comes around this s**t keeps spinning Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning Stick to the rules of the trap had to keep it whipping Ain't nobody nobody f**king with my kitchen I had big waps hurt my wrist from the kick back Click clack pull up on them in the pitch black Switching sides now a n***a wanna switch back Said I ain't a p***y I was talking big facts N***as wanna talk n***as wanna chit-chat On your block with four sticks like a f**king Kit-Kat Dressed in all black fresher than a f**king Tic Tac Started from a eight ball man I had to flip that It's Big Smoke I'm a lion in the jungle need a lioness I don't like your attitude but I like the dress Lights out wild sex on the private jet Huh forty thousand feet man I'm highly blessed Touch down I'm in stu' with the killys YA on the mud boy sippy sippy Talking psychedelics then you know I keep it with me Man I love the psilocybin yeah a n***a keep it trippy Chip： Chippy I got kicked outta school Caught with a kitchen tool Daddy looked me in my eyes He said 'son this isn't you' Having dreams of shotting raps Big cousin shotting crack I said dad I wanna rap Ca' I want things that shotters have Like a Avirex and lighties on sex Little Chippy with the olders from the ends Probably why I saw a key before a tens Traumatic stress when I reflect I hold a meds Toronto with my G on tour we praise the lord College in Meridian but I knew Skep' before P***y all my n***as winning you can check the score Match of the day racks on the chain cutting a cheque for sure They say black don't crack never been no coward darg Black and proud no bounty Chippy got lion bars Rap or shot a packet tryna get a Schott jacket What you think tea and crumpets In my manor shots banging Young Adz： Gucci slides he a newbie in the gang You see him ride Jesus Christ stab him in his palm like he crucified He ain't hit a movie with me Yet he don't know how I ride My shooter cross his arms and he got a cross eye Diamorphine Said the works there Try more fiends Outside the rehab 'til I find more fiends I'm the reason why she got a plastic nose I got heroine and coke for the stove Got a b***h from Cardiff she just told me roll R.I.P. to all the fiends that overdosed Tell the kids don't follow my footsteps on the road N***as said he got plaques we got plaques we got waps You ain't got no waps though I'm the reason why she got a plastic nose I got heroine I got coke for the stove Skepta： What goes around comes around this s**t keeps spinning Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning Stick to the rules of the trap had to keep it whipping Ain't nobody nobody f**king with my kitchen What goes around comes around this s**t keeps spinning Everyday I praise the lord but I'm still sinning Stick to the rules of the trap had to keep it whipping Ain't nobody nobody f**king with my kitchen
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