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letra de too experienced - skepta

[intro]
skepta
boy better
boy
boy better know
send out to p-jam, culprit, steve-o, ml, ultra, foundation
yo

[chorus]
too experienced to be taken for a stroller (ya ya ya!)
too experienced to be taken for some p-ssyhole (skepta!)
too experienced to get murdered with one rhyme (go on then, go on then!)
so go save all your lyrics, all at one time

[verse 1]
don’t put all your eggs into one basket
i’ll murder your whole crew, one by one and put them all in one casket
them one-away garments, stop tryna flex
i see them all in one market
you got fifteen different bodybuilders but your olders all in one armpit
i’m not a skengman but i will c-ck back the ting and bark it
so when i’m wearing a glove, boy better know i’ve got some sort of firearm in my pocket
if i don’t send for the bucky and pop it, send for the taser
put it on a p-ssy and shock it
don’t care who’s saying stop it
you’re lucky that the little p-ssy didn’t get lit up like a rocket
they say that real recognise real, how comes the little wasteman didn’t clock it (go on then!)

[verse 2]
skepta, i make the greatest hits
and all of my old music is better than your latest sh-t
yeah ‘dem man are alright but i like the basic sh-t
i don’t like too many words in a sentence and unreal
two weeks on remand i don’t talk like i’ve done a life sentence
nothing to prove, i shot food on the baitest strip
long body mondeo’s, diamond xr2’s, bagging up in the baitest whip
now i make the best grime music
some man run up in a booth and lose it, start spitting like dipset, d-block and g-unit
yeah the labels know who you are but they can’t hear your music
i’m not a road man, i’m a music man until my last day
when the beat kicks off i’m like (go on then!)

[verse 3]
you see the four best crews in the game, i’m in them
if you don’t like me, do something then
ten minute screwfaces i ain’t in them
i want paper, dibby dibby wages i ain’t in them
my crew put five £20 notes in a roulette machine and spin them
anybody get rude, i clench my fist and chin them
forget a mash, forget a clash, they’re trash i’ll bin them
i don’t want a lyrical swing, i will physically swing them
that’s why i haven’t clashed anybody since long sung dem sun wun sen
if i hear man say my name i’ll ring them
i hear any skeng talk on my 3310, i’ll find out where they are and link them
headlock, power drive and pin them (go on then!)

[outro]
boy better know
go on then!
skepta
foundation

- skepta

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