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letra de warm up sessions (2010) - mic righteous

[verse 1]
alright, right
let’s go one back and i’ve started
so i’ll finish the question regardless the answer
reckless, r-t-rded, my head’s saying one thing my neck’s in a harness
hand on my heart when i handle the bars
not a threat you’re out of your depth
left at the darkest ends and i can’t forget where man came from
i’m a dog and i bark at feds it’s page one, -woof- say summin’
the game’s up, when i’m done you’re never gonna come down
everybody rush round, n0body making one sound
trying to make a million pound with one ounce
i’ve been wound up, stamped on, pulled over
tramped on, frowned on, banged up all over rap
i could have wound up stabbed
but now i’m back for the camp and all bars can get to the entrance
man’s gonna push past
i don’t wanna write a good bar, i wanna write a sick bar
wanna write a jump in the whip and flip bar
hit hard like a collision with six cars
i done did it from the start
one tried to give it he didn’t wanna start
from that point i knew that i was sicker than i thought
with a little bit of work had to lyrically enhance
and i didn’t give a sh-t that i was poor
dreaming about this sh-t since i was four
used to thrive on hunger for more
performing six tracks for under a score
swore no matter what i’ll have love for the cause
so f-ck what you thought, f-ck what you saw
the force you can’t f-ck with, something like jaws
as a younger i done my draws f-ck the law
(what’s that? bare talk. keep talking i declare war
if you don’t want it then why you staring for?
you don’t know me, therefore) (x2)
(you don’t know what we’re capable of anyway, we came to what we want
they’ve been taking the p-ss now we’re taking their pots
and they ain’t got a pot to p-ss in but so what) (x2)

blind and i can’t look back on the past took time to perfect this
practising bars in the bath in the back of the car in the night
when the rest of you napped in your yard
banging out emotions trapped in the heart
pen, pad, sat in the park in the bid to be heard
i will k!ll to be first, real with each verse you can eat my dirt
nothing’s pretty in the city but the seaside’s worse
if you leave like trees i’ve got three wise words and it’s “don’t look back”
keep moving, they trick us into thinking that we stupid
we students of the streets will teach youts
dream big even if a dream seems too big
true you can do this, yeah, even if it’s deemed stupid
i got branded dumb, too thick for school
now i use this tool called music to reach through the people like me and you that need true sh-t
too legit to quit, too sick to stall
when i was mr. e, didn’t miss a bar
didn’t slip or fall it’s like a missed it all
now when i kick it i see them miss the ball
so sick, so p-ssed, i’m so miserable
i still got it, i swear i still got it
i’d be stupid to waste this gift i know i said it before
i just thought i should settle the score
why settle for less, i could settle for more
then the fist settle your jaw for disrespeckin’ my cause
i’ll leave you with your head on your doorstep no more threats
yeah, by now you should know that this mic is cordless

[verse 2]
our mother left us on our ones, dad’s wrist covered in blood
he beat his baby mum, and fard keep on taking drugs
so what the f-ck do we do now?
it’s true how you can lose out over something dumb
and just as quick as something comes, well you get the rest
life could end at any split sec
now who’s the victim in this big mess?
don’t bark, no fool’s pretence
coz you’ll forget the person who is loved by others and considered as a d-ck head
i’ve been a pr-ck to good friends
and good friends are hard to come across living in sh-t ends
but how are we to know what we’ve ain’t told
ain’t n0body got a sixth sense, now i’ve seen sense
now it’s time to pick up all the pieces to my heart
i can’t expect you to believe me when i bar
if i can’t be an honest person
blud, certain damage is irreversible and ain’t no “sorry”s working
slowly turning blind, don’t leave me in the dark and i won’t say that you don’t know the half
i’ll say “where do i start?”
it’s time to take the blame for actions i have made
accept responsibility and quit being afraid
coz that ain’t what no man does, i hold my hands up
but f-ck me this time, i show my fans love
like i show my girl love
wish i could just push a b-tton self destruct before i would say f-ck and blow the world up
because the world’s f-cked, and we’re oblivious
so visionless, we can’t see where our vision is
our souls ain’t free brother, this is sheer imprisonment
a system is a system built to run like clockwork
not built to satisfy the needs of me and you, who are in it, sh-t
someone ain’t doing their job right, i’m not lying
i’ve lost time, lost love, looked f-cked, look up, asked god why i can’t stop time
so stop trying, i’m half asleep, telling myself i’m not time
i’ve had jobs, got fired, but truth be told
you wouldn’t put a sparky in the studio it’s not right
that’s why i’m in the booth, and he’s on site, right
and writers’ block is just a myth a bricklayer doesn’t go to work forgetting how to lay a brick
rapping is my trade i’m about as f-cked as the game i’m in
till you’re in it for yourself bruv there ain’t no point explaining it
if only you could understand
give the underdog from the underground the upper hand
and while you’re at it, f-ck it, go give us a couple grand coz
one brother’s plan is another man’s nightmare
we are scared of being unaware
that’s why if we see something we don’t recognise
we get all hype and criticise but i’m prepared
what’s stronger love or fear?
we’re just puppets on a string of the fingertips of the puppeteer
so there’s got to be someone up there
guide the good to heaven’s stairs coz out here nothing’s fair
i feel to shed a couple tears i’ve been around for years
why should anybody care, got a couple issues that i want to share, yeah
where’s the recognition? when’s the record spinning?
and why ain’t the video on television?
mandem get a little bit of credit and completely lose the vision
blud i think it’s sickening
we put the work in [?]
but it’s our dissing
when you saw the video for running did you listen?
it feels like you didn’t
think about the help you was given in the beginning when you started
we’re in that position then you par it
everything we do is for our listeners regardless
listen to my heart scream, you’re k!lling me i can’t quit
people need this real sh-t, consider me a target
i’m asking, why am i the one that gets the info last?
i draw my spliff and then i take a big old blast
for the minute i got spitting i didn’t spit no blah
coz this no bar
yeah these are words of a broken man, working a hopeless plan
hoping the plan’ll work, watching the candle burn
the hour hand turns, when we have our turn?
i wish you had a heart, so you could have it hurt
then you’ll feel the pain of every brother and sister enslaved in the system, rejected
without a choice you made their decision
this is resistance on a major pet-tion
i sing a song of slaves there ain’t no place for hatred in britain
now listen, yeah

- mic righteous

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