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letra de summary - pak-man (uk)

[verse]
i couldn’t say “what did i do to deserve this?”
everything you go through has a purpose
started back in april ’09
coming back to my mum’s from community service
cuffs on my wrist, yeah that can make a man mad
seeing paramedics try attend to my granddad
jakes asking me questions, i wasn’t one to hear
too much after my tape dropped, what a wonderful year
nah i’m being sarcastic
but coming up my dargs smashed it
i fought my own battles cause relying on help’s sad
spent a couple months just driving myself mad
times when i felt bad, angry and stressed out
had the streets buzzing, told my mother “get a next house”
paranoid, it doesn’t help bunning on an ounce again
around the same time when i shut down bounce fm
still i didn’t know who was responsible
this ain’t a hand ting job, i need a longer tool
certain bruddas on ends showed me who did that
never heard that name before, tell me who’s izbach?
thinking were they lying, were they kids gassed?
way before shh got kidnapped
yeah i did flash round riffraff
probably wanna stick pak when i go chitchat
you can hear the realness in my voice akh
showed certain man love and they tried exploit that
i never got grabbed, i went back willingly
stupidly, unconscious of the setup, are you feeling me?
i went back to state the truth, i’ve never been a snaky yout
you tried to justify your actions for a fake excuse
probably knew what was going on that day
were you off ends or did you lie like a fat snake?
sat back and watched it, had my strap could’ve stopped it
stabbed me in my back over what pr-ck?
and i ain’t saying that you planned that
but you must’ve got a phone call saying “stand back”
how could a man hand over a man’s strap?
no h0m-, you were meant to watch a man’s back
are you listening? it’s sickening and facts
it’s past sickening, it’s lethal, anthrax
i built an empire from a couple gram wraps
all your friends liars, petty hustlers and rats
back to the setup now, you said you couldn’t intervene
ten minutes, you could’ve been there in the scene
twelve hours passed, during that you’d either been told
or been known, that makes you involved
was you really in the hoopty or did you lie more?
or was you really in luton behind your wife’s doors?
dunno why i ever brang you in, you’ll probably die poor
now i’m just sitting here brewing, i’m thinking “why talk?”
it kinda hurts within that i’ve done hurtful things
there’s still good in me, hope god doesn’t curse my sins
’06, addition to my squad, i thought you burst your ting
it was all my crud that made me tough, can’t reverse what’s been
i’ve seen mad hating lead to mad snaking
i learned to have patience, getting mad waiting
i’ve seen man betray me that i had faith in
i used to eat with your mum you little sad pagan
and you ain’t ever had proper paper
mother in the cupboard, had them clones in the propagator
you ain’t ever seen a proper set-up
i was in leeds, came back the whole crop got ate up
i had to reassess a lot of things
i had to breathe a bit, stop and think
i wasn’t eating enough, i’m still abusing piff
i wasn’t sleeping much, i was losing it
i’ve seen friends turn to foes, i was confused a bit
once this creme’s on the road, i hit the troops with it
took some time off, that wasn’t lucrative
but i’m older and i’m wiser and i’m used to this
i’m tired of wasting p’s on stupid sh-t
thinking bout louis kicks and newish whips
still getting dirty money, i ain’t through with it
i’m in the booth to spit and to make moves legit
look at how everything on ends went so pear-shaped
what was there fake, now i need airplay

- pak man uk

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