Punch in the Face

歌詞

JME I've had enough of these fake gangsters Like they don't feel pain, never felt pain Like they don't have any family They haven't fallen in love Or haven't watched television Or they don't eat and sleep They think they're waterproof, fireproof, everything-proof I just think they're idiots Punch in the face Punch in the face Nobody wants a punch in the face That's why everybody rolls in a group Or with a mash, or with a baseball bat in case They chat waste To the wrong person and get a punch in the face Now he can't go out with his friends He has to jam and shot in the ends Shot in the ends, shot in the ends Another little kid gets shot in the ends Everybody on the TV and the media wanna blame his family and friends But true say we all know his family and friends didn't manufacture them skengs The government's in control And that's why everybody's bored on road Bored on road, bored on road Another little kid gets bored on road What, What who stabbed him? Everybody knows but no-one disobeys the street code Cause if your talk to the feds, your bredrins will go into skeng man mode And when they get vexed You'll have your hands in the air like your doing a stretch Doing a stretch, doing a stretch Another black boy is doing a stretch Coulda been avoided if he woulda stayed in school and learnt punctuation like Wretch But instead he got into beef on road and shot a guy in his chest What happened to the days When you would just get a punch in the face? What's the meaning of JME, Jack man everyday blatantly No, your mistaken see, my birth name ain't escaping me What's the meaning of JME, Jack man everyday blatantly No, your mistaken, my names Jamie, also known as O-O-D 'Cause if I got a G I'm good Plus bare girls know me for the ood But I ain't happy with a G, I wanna get H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P I member sayin' that when I was 3 I used to say JKmenamenaP My teacher who taught me my alphabet Now I'm sellin him CDs Gimme half a chance and I'm sellin' him a tee Put on the t-shirt, tell I'm in a G Boy Better Know All the girls will try and sweet him up, like he's cinnamon and cream Groupie love, yeah that's what I wanna see Pull my clothes whilst I'm spittin' on the beat Buy another tee shirt then, 'cause Why'd you think they're all hollarin' at me?