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Yeah Skepta, Boy Better Know, N-Dubz |
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I never have a dream when I go to sleep at night |
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my dream begins when I walk outside |
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now I'm on stage and I feel like I'm looking through Michael Jacksons eyes |
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stories, rumours and accusations so I gotta stay self conscious of my hand gestures |
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before they call me a Mason or say that I'm working with satan |
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but even a blind man could see, I would never sell my soul for the P |
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when you're looking at Skepta, you're looking at grime so the only thing I gotta stay true to is me |
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I don't need a helping hand, stand up tall, I'm my own man |
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find me on the tallest building in the country singing as loud as I can |
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[N-Dubz] |
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I-I feel so alive, so alive |
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(S-K-E-P-T-A) |
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Got my two feet on the ground |
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but it feels like I'm in the sky |
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it's time to enjoy the sun cause we made it through the rain |
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put your hands up in the sky like you're tryna touch a plane |
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I feel so alive, so alive |
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(Boy Better Know-oh-oh, yeah) |
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[Dappy] |
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Shit what have I done |
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raa, everyone singing along to my bars |
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went triple platinum, see me I'm trying to do what Elvis done |
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and the stage is way too big for me |
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Labels never thought this guy from the ghetto could make all these girls sing for me |
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nana, nana, nana, niiiiii |
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I got a big NANA chain hanging down to my navel |
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tell the bartender "take a fat bottle of champagne to Polydor's table" |
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big men acting like school kids |
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say there gonna run up on me with a full clip |
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so I pull down the two flaps on my cap cause I didn't want to hear that bullsh-t |
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[N-Dubz] |
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I-I feel so alive, so alive |
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(D-A-Double P-to-the-Y) |
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Got my two feet on the ground |
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but it feels like I'm in the sky |
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it's time to enjoy the sun cause we made it through the rain |
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put your hands up in the sky like you're tryna touch a plane |
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I feel so alive, so alive |
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[Fazer] |
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It's time to get dark |
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Blacker than Cilla |
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Fazer aka 6 figure n-gga |
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man said I got robbed for my chain |
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until I put a picture on Skepta's twitter |
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when I go to the Gucci store I dress rags |
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security think that I aint gonna buy shit |
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then I pull out my card, swipe it, bowl out with 20 bags |
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If i like them, cop them, f-ck the hater, can't stop them |
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MC's wanna diss N-Dubz but they can't get a top twenty let alone a top ten |
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so if it weren't for the fans I woulda had a haters blood on my hands |
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I'mma mastermind behind the keyboard so I'mma carry on stacking up these grands |
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[N-Dubz] |
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I-I feel so alive, so alive |
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(F-A-Z-E-to-the-R) |
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Got my two feet on the ground |
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but it feels like I'm in the sky |
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it's time to enjoy the sun cause we made it through the rain |
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put your hands up in the sky like you're tryna touch a plane |
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I feel so alive, so alive |
