歌曲 | Read All About it |
歌手 | Professor Green |
专辑 | Bravo Black Hits Vol. 26 |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. | |
Nothing to hide | |
Stifle or smother | |
Suffered and cried | |
Strife made me tougher | |
Never ---------- | |
The trouble I writes --------- | |
Expectations to get rep | |
Ain’t never begged yet | |
When I wanted to get pence, hustle, | |
To be, I’m exactly what my neck says. | |
Saying I tried to cash in on my Dad’s death, | |
I wanted to vent ‘stead I said nothing at all. | |
After all you were never kin to me, | |
Family is something that you never been to me, | |
In fact making it harder for me to see my father was | |
the only thing that you ever did for me. | |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. | |
As a kid I looked up to you, | |
Only thing was I never saw enough of you. | |
Last thing I said to you was I hated you, | |
I loved you but now it's too late to say to you. | |
Just didn’t know what to do and how to deal with it, | |
Even now deep down I still live it. | |
To think, I used to blame me, | |
I wonder what I did to you to make you hate me. | |
I wasn't even 5, life’s a journey and mine wasn’t an | |
easy ride. | |
You never even got to see me rhyme, | |
I just wish you woulda reached out, | |
I wish you woulda been round when I been down. | |
I wish that you could see me now, | |
Wherever you are I really hope you find peace. | |
But know that if I ever have kids, | |
Unlike you I'll never let them be without me. | |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. | |
I write songs I can't listen to | |
Everything I have, I give to you | |
In every one of these lines I sing to you. | |
My job’s more like public service | |
My life just became yours to read and interpret. | |
If you heard it it’d come across a lot different at | |
times | |
I throw fits when I read how they word things. | |
You see me smile | |
Now you’re gonna have to see me hurtin’ | |
Coz pretending everything is alright when it ain’t, | |
really isn’t working. | |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. | |
I ain’t censoring myself for nobody | |
I’m the only thing I can be, | |
All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me. | |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. | |
Nothing to hide | |
Stifle or smother | |
Suffered and cried | |
Strife made me tougher | |
Never | |
The trouble I writes | |
Expectations to get rep | |
Ain' t never begged yet | |
When I wanted to get pence, hustle, | |
To be, I' m exactly what my neck says. | |
Saying I tried to cash in on my Dad' s death, | |
I wanted to vent ' stead I said nothing at all. | |
After all you were never kin to me, | |
Family is something that you never been to me, | |
In fact making it harder for me to see my father was | |
the only thing that you ever did for me. | |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. | |
As a kid I looked up to you, | |
Only thing was I never saw enough of you. | |
Last thing I said to you was I hated you, | |
I loved you but now it' s too late to say to you. | |
Just didn' t know what to do and how to deal with it, | |
Even now deep down I still live it. | |
To think, I used to blame me, | |
I wonder what I did to you to make you hate me. | |
I wasn' t even 5, life' s a journey and mine wasn' t an | |
easy ride. | |
You never even got to see me rhyme, | |
I just wish you woulda reached out, | |
I wish you woulda been round when I been down. | |
I wish that you could see me now, | |
Wherever you are I really hope you find peace. | |
But know that if I ever have kids, | |
Unlike you I' ll never let them be without me. | |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. | |
I write songs I can' t listen to | |
Everything I have, I give to you | |
In every one of these lines I sing to you. | |
My job' s more like public service | |
My life just became yours to read and interpret. | |
If you heard it it' d come across a lot different at | |
times | |
I throw fits when I read how they word things. | |
You see me smile | |
Now you' re gonna have to see me hurtin' | |
Coz pretending everything is alright when it ain' t, | |
really isn' t working. | |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. | |
I ain' t censoring myself for nobody | |
I' m the only thing I can be, | |
All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me. | |
I wanna sing, I wanna shout. | |
I wanna scream till the words dry out. | |
So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. | |
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |