1st Verse
Word around town is that I'm not a bad man Did I say that I was
The comments are turning me into a madman Oh well you what
How dumb do you gotta be to think you can't rap If you ain't a bad man and you don't trap
You shout about the word real so much I think you've forgotten what it means
And that's sad
I wasn't born with a silver spoon I'm from a area they call the woods and that's true
A little maisonette back when I had to go and get the number 8 bus from woods and go to my to school
Im real in every sense of the word I could of trapped like my friends but I wanted the world
You dance you don't rap, what you chatting bout
You don't shoot you don't bang, what you chatting bout
You ain't a part of a gang, what you chatting bout
You ain't a real bad man, what you chatting bout
You never came from the streets, what you chatting bout
You came from TV, what you chatting bout
Where's your P where's your, stack what you chatting bout
You think that you're black wha u a talk bowt
2nd Verse
Granddaddy from st Vincent The other from Sierra Leone
I got 2 white nans and my colours quite bland
But I don't think I'm black fam I know, trust me
Might come though with a bag hard food 2 festivals too that's a Munchy Jerk chicken with a side some peas in my rice and a can of red stripe mans hungry
Ha 19 and my accolade list long
Man I've dance with a couple a list to their songs
Won a bafta, let that sink in, Then I stopped doing telly it was wrong
Honestly I couldn't dedicate myself to something that I didn't want
So I turned away the money and I wrote songs Hmm, I walked away from all that to this
are you mad
You dance you don't rap, what you chatting bout
You don't shoot you don't bang, what you chatting bout
You ain't a part of a gang, what you chatting bout
You ain't a real bad man, what you chatting bout
You never came from the streets, what you chatting bout
You came from TV, what you chatting bout
Where's your P where's your, stack what you chatting bout
You think that you're black wha u a talk bowt
11 yrs old on tv to millions, brilliant judged by crowds of civilians 12-14 on tour it was class, 2 shows a day mans resilient 15-17 tv presenter, gave up sure
Now I'm older and wiser and doing music Tryna use it, get the views in for the P Chorus
You dance you don't rap You don't shoot you don't bang, what you chatting bout
You ain't a part of a gang You ain't a real bad man, what you chatting bout
You never came from the streets, what you chatting bout
You came from TV, what you chatting bout Where's your P where's your, stack what you chatting bout
You think that you're black You dance you don't rap, what you chatting bout
You don't shoot you don't bang, what you chatting bout
You ain't a part of a gang, what you chatting bout
You ain't a real bad man, what you chatting bout
You never came from the streets, what you chatting bout
You came from TV, what you chatting bout
Where's your P where's your, stack what you chatting bout
You think that you're black wha u a talk bowt

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