[00:00.000] 作词 : Kwes Darko/Tyron Frampton
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kwes Darko/Tyron Frampton
[00:15.48]Cut dem off
[00:16.85]Most dem ones, can't trust
[00:18.53]Most dem ones wanna be someone
[00:20.61]It's funny what they do in the club
[00:22.19]Sharin' hugs
[00:24.25]"We're best friends," no we're not
[00:26.01]Move your hand from my top
[00:27.90]I'll peck her in the joggers and I don't even jog
[00:30.09]Just a lover
[00:31.90]Word to my mother
[00:33.67]You're just undercover
[00:35.50]See you watching, quick, unfollow
[00:37.76]Make my heart turn hollow
[00:39.24]Won't be here tomorrow
[00:41.04]I'm like the sun, I rise up and then gone
[00:43.34]Back here tomorrow
[00:44.92]Clockwork Orange
[00:46.74]I ain't in the day of porridge
[00:48.63]Don't make me Chuck Norris
[00:50.45]'Cause I run my town but I'm nothin' like Boris
[00:52.74]Tyrone for PM
[00:54.30]'Cause I'm active AM to PM
[00:56.06]Drop-top on the BM
[00:57.83]BM drop top when she see him
[00:59.80]Guilt trip, no deal, we wan' pree him
[01:02.12]Crime scene, can't see me fleein'
[01:03.95]Sold out shows, know I pack coliseum
[01:05.68]Carpe diem, don't just live on the weekend
[01:07.48]Na books you can try fit T in
[01:09.47]Locksmith, break the lock, no key ting
[01:11.39]Annoying how your whip got keys
[01:13.29]Slowthai might've been the one that key'd it
[01:15.24]Dead leaves, cut 'em off
[01:16.87]Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France
[01:19.06]Just bike to the stars, upgrade to a quart
[01:20.67]You see, I felt pain, but that made me strong
[01:22.89]Dead leaves, cut 'em off
[01:24.44]Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France
[01:26.28]Just bike to the stars, upgrade to a quart
[01:28.11]You see, I felt pain, but that made me strong
[01:30.08]But the point is man's ready
[01:32.01]Weston Favell JD ready
[01:33.91]Was you born in a barn?
[01:35.68]Close the door, it's chilly
[01:36.88]Next door screamin' bad
[01:38.00]They got kids, but they don't live with me
[01:39.55]Replying ad libs a lot of badness
[01:41.12]In an Audi, rush hour traffic
[01:43.02]Can't flutter mascara lashes
[01:44.97]Admit it 'cause you know it's long
[01:46.96]Too many lies, I don't trust no one
[01:48.81]Done walked through fires barefoot, no top
[01:50.76]Yeah, the heat was fire but the buck don't stop
[01:52.50]Not a lot goin' on in North Hampton
[01:54.50]Shawshank ting, need redemption
[01:56.22]True say sellin' drugs, ain't got a pension
[01:58.09]Try repent my sins, but I'm not a reverend
[02:00.12]Not a lot goin' on in Britain
[02:02.15]Hot cross buns and a posh feelin'
[02:03.76]Yeah, I love tea, got a cup brewin
[02:05.62]Why you commentatin' on how I do it?
[02:07.42]Silence is loud, silence my movement
[02:09.36]Silence dem, it's about the music
[02:11.23]If you snakin' me, you will learn by force
[02:13.15]Make myself snake boots and I walk my walk
[02:15.13]Dead leaves, cut 'em off
[02:16.79]Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France
[02:18.78]Just bike to the stars, upgrade to a quart
[02:20.54]You see, I felt pain, but that made me strong
[02:22.86]Dead leaves, cut 'em off
[02:24.40]Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France
[02:26.31]Just bike to the stars, upgrade to a quart
[02:28.07]You see, I felt pain, but that made me strong
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