2 + 2 x 2
Skepta"2 + 2 x 2" is a song by Skepta, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 6:06 long and contains 56 lines and 528 words.
Lyrics
0:41Me and my mandem are making paper we don't care about you
1:32Wanna kill him better kill me too
1:40It's so easy like two plus two
1:43My circle's tight like a virgin
1:45All I ask is keep it G with me
1:47If you've got a problem speak to me
1:48Never link none of my exes secretly
1:50If it's beef with you then it's beef with me
1:52So if I die by the gun
1:54And you don't wanna ride out don't tweet rest in peace for me
1:57I treat all the mandem equally
1:59Beef they know that I'm backing
2:00Cause I ain't really into talking b***h I love the action
2:04Yeah he's not about that life man catch him in traffic
2:08I'll manually drag him out of his automatic
2:11Two man sitting on a wall
2:12Two man playing two touch with a ball
2:14One man with a lighter trying to light a spliff while the other man's taking a pull
2:17That's my mandem
2:18Think you're a badboy Try jack them
2:20I don't give a s**t blud I'll slap them
2:21Thought you was a big man Fight back then
2:23Them man are p***y'oles got no balls
2:25You can see that I get money even when I don't rob no jewels
2:27Man chatting s**t on my timeline that I don't like
2:30So I report spam and I block those fools
2:32I don't care about badman f**k them killers
2:34You've got a name on the road but you ain't got nice figures
3:09Us man are some catwalk n***as
3:18I was born in this cold cold world
3:33Light up the cheese inhale exhale
4:00Even when you're broke you've got more money than sense
4:03Don't roll with no funny man friends
4:04Us man tryin'a get rich since 05 I gave up tryin'a get hench
4:08Man's got nothing to hide don't keep s**t bottled up inside
4:11Instead of fighting each other we fight the pride
4:14If there's a problem nobody has to ask if a next man's down
4:18The same guys on the mic will cause mayhem in a next man's town
4:21If one of us gets caught and ends up in court and they try send man down
4:24This ain't X Factor but man's definitely going to the judges house
4:28So many Snakes so many fakes you better mind out who you roll with
4:31I love my people yeah they know this
4:33You can't trust nobody in Showbiz
4:34Girls do anything to get noticed man talking s**t to my closest
4:38Now the circles tight cos we closed it I don't wanna see a new face when I roll in
4:41We're the best the man have been cloning
4:43Who's doing it like this unsigned
4:45See your real friends there when it's crunch time I bet I'm punching yours if you punch mine
4:48I bet I'm making more than you dumb guys Some man are not sure with the punchlines
4:52If you're talking war then it's gun crime light up your face like sunshine
4:57Edit the description to add:
5:13Historical context:Historical context
5:32An explanation of the overall story
5:52E g
5:58In this song Eminem corresponds with a crazed fan who
6:06The sample used for a beat
Me and my mandem are making paper we don't care about you Wanna kill him better kill me too It's so easy like two plus two My circle's tight like a virgin All I ask is keep it G with me If you've got a problem speak to me Never link none of my exes secretly If it's beef with you then it's beef with me So if I die by the gun And you don't wanna ride out don't tweet rest in peace for me I treat all the mandem equally Beef they know that I'm backing Cause I ain't really into talking b***h I love the action Yeah he's not about that life man catch him in traffic I'll manually drag him out of his automatic Two man sitting on a wall Two man playing two touch with a ball One man with a lighter trying to light a spliff while the other man's taking a pull That's my mandem Think you're a badboy Try jack them I don't give a s**t blud I'll slap them Thought you was a big man Fight back then Them man are p***y'oles got no balls You can see that I get money even when I don't rob no jewels Man chatting s**t on my timeline that I don't like So I report spam and I block those fools I don't care about badman f**k them killers You've got a name on the road but you ain't got nice figures Us man are some catwalk n***as I was born in this cold cold world Light up the cheese inhale exhale Even when you're broke you've got more money than sense Don't roll with no funny man friends Us man tryin'a get rich since 05 I gave up tryin'a get hench Man's got nothing to hide don't keep s**t bottled up inside Instead of fighting each other we fight the pride If there's a problem nobody has to ask if a next man's down The same guys on the mic will cause mayhem in a next man's town If one of us gets caught and ends up in court and they try send man down This ain't X Factor but man's definitely going to the judges house So many Snakes so many fakes you better mind out who you roll with I love my people yeah they know this You can't trust nobody in Showbiz Girls do anything to get noticed man talking s**t to my closest Now the circles tight cos we closed it I don't wanna see a new face when I roll in We're the best the man have been cloning Who's doing it like this unsigned See your real friends there when it's crunch time I bet I'm punching yours if you punch mine I bet I'm making more than you dumb guys Some man are not sure with the punchlines If you're talking war then it's gun crime light up your face like sunshine Edit the description to add: Historical context:Historical context An explanation of the overall story E g In this song Eminem corresponds with a crazed fan who The sample used for a beat
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