Текст песни Skinnyman - Fuck the Hook
Skinnyman - Fuck the Hook слова песни
[Skinnyman]I don`t wanna blow up, throughout every era I`ve been hereSo far the underground circuit has been fairThe home of hip hop, can you say you`ve been there?Home`s where the heart is so hip hop lives right hereI`m from UK, to you that might seem rareI`m steppin` up now to make sure I seem clearIn every council estate we`ve got pure talentNo one don`t care because I seen as a challengeI suppose we`ll never be the balance that you`re lookin`You wanna dilute the realness then sling their hookin`Most A&R cats I`ve ever met was all shookenI`m lost for words if they don`t bring a chequebook inI`m livin` in a place where you can get your life tuckenFor half steppin, by kids that`ll blast weaponsPull out by the lights they`ll have you out in half secondsThink your rough hang around if your ass reckonsDon`t have to look for trouble, trouble it`ll find yaDon`t turn around it`ll be right behind yaThen September the 11th will remind yaNobody ain`t too major nor minorIf you`re back in the streets or in a brand new reclinerGrab ya dicks and girls rub your vaginaPay the pound I`ll provide the punch linerMight look young but I`m a real old timerBeen around ever since the days of Boogie DownYou can check my rйsumй the evidence can be foundForever been blessin` eloquence over soundBefore they had the line off for spinnin` undergroundSince then shit`s changed man, shit goes downBut we`re still gettin` down to the same old sound : it`s hip hopIt`s good shit for rockin a crowdWhere there ain`t no space for mistakes allowedI feel proud if I`m leavin crowds cryin` for moreThis year I`m really thinkin bout tryin a tourIs hip hop worth dying for, if your life`s on the line and your only crime is being poor?This time around I feel I want moreI wanna see my son`s future set secureWithout havin` to go out and start breakin` the lawI`m sick of being sat in the flat shuttin` the drawerI`m sick of watchin every day come and go by, tellin` teacher and fat boy, hold ya head highSee others come and go, watchin` their mothers cry, sayin`, "why did my boy have to die?"And still we`ll tryAs others might choose to get highBut we must up rise through to get byIt don`t take too much to figure out the facts, who`s bringin in all the coke and the crack?This week an 82 year old got her throat slashed in the flats, cats are lookin` cash for their crackAnd we`re the kids whose left facing the factsNow used for lookin` mobiles that match their strapsAs if it`s fashion, everybody`s ready for the actionReady for the mashin` and thuggin` it with a passionOnly takes two egos to start clashin, bullets start flyin then the blood`ll start splashin`Social wages really climaxingEveryday I see it getting worse by a fractionDroughts for the weed, but `nough of that crack thingNobody round here is gonna be relaxin`And this ain`t no whites or a blacks thingIt`s if you`re livin in the council flats...(?)They got us on a lab rat thingAnd it`s funny to me how easily we`re all adaptingSo I`m jus gonna keep-a rappin`You lot keep ya next snap in, but fuck the hookWhat fuck the hook, I said, "fuck the hook"Kung-Fu fuck the hook, come on fuck the hookJust say fuck the hook, fuck the hook..