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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jelani Blackman
Jelani Blackman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jelani Blackman
Jelani Blackman
Composer
Tom Stafford
Tom Stafford
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Stafford
Tom Stafford
Producer
Jonny Zoum
Jonny Zoum
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hello
I been here since Ghetts was ghetto
Yo, I know road not meadows
I don't score goals from penos
Screamers even when a girl look mellow
My life's unsettled
Blackbox peds now black Corvettes
And the fact's all checked and the checks with zeros
[Verse 2]
Hello
Nah, I ain't ever won no medals
But I done Tour de London on pedals
When it was heat and tea from kettles
Now we get ice in kettles
Man, I just grind for the levels
Deal with devils, fuck your kennels
I might be a dog but I live like a rebel
[Verse 3]
Hola
I do a lot for a dollar
Yo, I do a lot for the guala
I know what is to be broke my brudda
Yeah, I want a house for my mother
Made my way won't die in the gutter
Yeah, it's nice that you don't see colour
But I'm black, that's me on the cover
Always other, mixed and CID still scoping the skin in that place you live
Forgot how to play, don't play with the kids
Get dipped and kwenged and bruck with the stick
Are you talking piss?
Don't you know they've been making this
Ay, what? Tell me like how can I find peace?
I can't even see what factual is
[Verse 4]
Hello
I been here since Ghetts was ghetto
Yo, I know road not meadows
I don't score goals from penos
Screamers even when a girl look mellow
I said my life unsettled
Blackbox peds now black Corvettes
And the fact's all checked and the checks with zeros
[Verse 5]
Hello
Nah, I ain't ever won no medals
But I done Tour de London on pedals
When it was heat and tea from kettles
Now we get ice in kettles
Man, I just grind for the levels
Deal with devils, fuck your kennels
I might be dog but I live like a rebel
[Verse 6]
Howdy
Never been fucked in the game 'cause I'm rowdy
Bad 'round me, nah loudly
Tell you I'll buy out your team like some brehs from Saudi
Cowelly Simon X-Factor
Man, it's all dead see how I enter
Through the back door, sweat off your Max Factor
Limbs black and blue like you rep Inter
Get right to the centre
Don't ask if you don't want a real answer
Don't care what you're into Black Santa
Manna come through in the red Phantom star
Ay, that's gift, stand up where you are
No Fire in the Booth or Fire in the Park just
That's fire in the heart, that's fire in the dark
That's fire from the start
[Verse 7]
Hello
I been here since Ghetts was ghetto
Yo, I know road not meadows
I don't score goals from penos
Screamers even when a girl look mellow
They say my life unsettled
Blackbox peds now black Corvettes
And the fact's all checked and the checks with zeros
[Verse 8]
Hello
Nah, I ain't ever won no medals
But I done Tour de London on pedals
When it was heat and tea from kettles
Now we get ice in kettles
Man, I just grind for the levels
Deal with devils, fuck your kennels
I might be dog but I live like a rebel
[Verse 9]
Ay, I might be dog but I live like a
Yo, I might be a dog but I live like a
Yo, I might be a
I might be dog but I live like a rebel
Written by: Daniel Jelani Sie-Blackman, Tom Stafford
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