Sounds of the Sir
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can't lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you're real, brudda, that's not true
I'm not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Dem blacked out so you know I gotta wear a black top too
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can't lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you're real, brudda, that's not true
I'm not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Dem blacked out so you know I gotta wear a black top too
Trapline's gone and the trap's gone too (too)
Triceps gone and my traps gone too (too)
Now you wear tracksuits, listening to "That's Not Me" but we all know that's not you
Said you've got a new flow, that's not new (what?)
When you sound like me but you spray like you (yeah)
If we got beef then I'm bringing out Marvel
A man better know I'm bringin' Capcom too (combo)
Man did Belgium twice in a week (twice)
Then I flew Bordeaux for a slice of the cheese (yeah)
So many shows that a man can't sleep (sleep)
I ain't even really got time for a beat
Mummy said "Go son, go boy, eat" (ching)
Did it on my own no scam, no cheat (none)
No label, no chat, no meet (nope)
All love here, no gap, no sweet (nope)
Niggas in my ends hate me 'cause they're nothing
But I still rep for the West End streets
I'll never get a G check from a neek (never)
Now I've got bread, don't think we can beef (never)
Yeah, if I do well, they attack ('ttack)
Trust me, I'm never goin' out whack (whack)
My Spanish miss said I'm gonna fail 'cause I'm brown (brown)
Bet you thought I was gonna say black
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can't lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you're real, brudda, that's not true
I'm not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Dem blacked out so you know I gotta wear a black top too
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can't lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you're real, brudda, that's not true
I'm not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Dem blacked out so you know I gotta wear a black top too
I ain't really tryna be political (hey)
I've got an impact and it's physical (hey)
I am not a role-model rudeboy
Don't follow me and don't hang from my lyrical (don't do it)
You got bare art but it's digital
So don't try to send for the London Prince
To win's nothing less than a miracle (a miracle)
Man will get a lift like it's spiritual
Man will get a lift like a boss man
Five star 'cause he had an aux in the Uber
Didn't even hit him that hard and he dived 'cause you're a diver
Like you've got a snorkel or a scuba
Remember my roots, pulled a maneuver
Went in the door, cleaned up like a hoover
Don't get excited 'cause I left radio sets
If I ever walk in, I'm Akuma
Na, Frieza, Cell, Buu, Broly
Still got friends that'll leave man holey
And I've got friends on the deen, all holy
I dip the green for my mates, guacamole (green)
Mole blud, mole (what?)
Mates pulled up, blood, pole way
I ain't got a CV but if I did, it would say that I'm all about cream like Olay
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can't lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you're real, brudda, that's not true
I'm not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Dem blacked out so you know I gotta wear a black top too
Tracksuit grey, black, blue
I was just a hope-filled kid like you
Left ends broke, gotta win, can't lose
Everyting fresh when I came back through
Saying that you're real, brudda, that's not true
I'm not second but I am top two
See me in the club with the team
Dem blacked out so you know I gotta wear a black top too