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Joe James
Joe James
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[Intro]
You don't know what love is
If you don't put up a fight
You don't know what love is
If you don't stay up all night
Boy, and you don't know what love is
If you too good to call a million times
And you say you know what love is
But I swear you've never seen it in your life, ooh
[Verse 1]
Eight-ball ballsed off
No food in my drum, that's foolish
Cah the jakes don't care about doorstops
Big red metal break Mumsy's door off
They don't know about that, they're clueless
Man rap about trap, that humours me
Cah you give them a Z, they're clueless
And the snakes and the kettles and Cubans
I know man from the ends that's famous
But I see 'em in a different light to the public
'Cause I knew them since bally and stainless
Seen man go broke for the babes
Just stuntin' in Wraiths for the babes, it's aimless
Seen man get gyal and move brainless
Put that hoe before their day ones
Think that they're winning, but love blinds man
Like how can you not see that she a drainerz?
Seen man treat girl like objects, but they don't object
Gyaldem shameless
Seen man say gyal only good for the uh
How he forget the queens that raised us
It was a solo queen that raised me
Clothed me, loved me, fed me, bathed me
Poured the jug on my hair in the bath in the dark
When the lights ain't on bring safety
Didn't have much as a kid, but never got bored
Cah my mum like me, she crazy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Babe
Uh
What the heck is your problem?
D'you think that I'm wrong in the head 'cause I don't talk much
And I'm cold, Steve Austin?
She said that my aura's soothing
Now she wanna play with the raasclaat johnson
Ah
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Open up your soul for this, soul for this psalm
Man hate 'cause I'm effortless with it
They're overpissed, overpissed
I'm flying tickets through the Smith
But I ain't going to the Apollo, my bruddah
I'm tryna make dough, my bruddah
Even when it's high, move like the stack's low, my bruddah
You wanna look rich, that's why you're so broke, my bruddah
My lions talk with the sun in a sacred manner
So you can never soak, my bruddah
It's not Mr. Quakers when I'm up at seven with a pole full of oats, my bruddah
Manna been a all-night runner
Ever been stopped with a bag full of piss
Pissed off like I ain't ever gonna see freedom
Till my bro's grown and it ain't, my bruddah
[Verse 4]
And you say you know what love is
But I swear you've never seen it in your life, ooh
And you say you know what love is
But I swear you've never seen it in your life, ooh
[Verse 5]
You don't know what love is
If you don't put up a fight
You don't know what love is
If you don't stay up all night
Boy, and you don't know what love is
If you too good to call a million times
And you say you know what love is
But I swear you've never seen it in your life, ooh
[Verse 6]
Life got me feeling like Fresh did
Whole lotta Chuckies around man
Loudmouth dons, had to show them the exit
No, really, I felt like Fresh did
Surrounded by ooters, cluless gunmen
Tried help dem man gain a perspective
But they never did listen
Half of my schoolfriends locked in Chelmsford
Nah, trust me, I grew like Fresh did
Oats in my bag, not breakfast
Seen man get bored in a five-a-side by the older guy 'cause he meggsed him
Nah, really, I done it like Fresh did
Seen man shop base, get it under his nails and turn to a Garfield
Next ting, uhhh, end up sectioned
Last year he was whippin' a Aston
Throwin' that dirt on the pavement (Yuck)
I guess karma's blatant
Five falls all it took like Jackson
But he fought with two blind, not Eamonn
Now he's in a loony bin with a apron
And his mumsy's still in the manor
Praying like "God, please save him"
Like "God, please save him"
Like "God, please save him"
Like "God, please save him"
'Cause you don't know
Yeah
Written by: Joe James
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