Elbow Video (MV)

I get it up I get it in
Then we begin
I'm fly as wings so they wanna try a ting
But they love the style I bring When I step inside the ring
Feeling like Floyd in the booth
Tyson with the hooks
Na I'm Bruce Lee with the punches
Excuse me but I does this
I'm a 90's baby slightly crazy
If you sight me it's likely I might be wavey
None of these guys could try to play me
Cos your chain is real but your life's fugazi
For the ps I'm running
Seaside sun fun and alot of laughter
That is what I'm after
Slavery dons wanna say Blam is not a master
Lazy dons wanna say Blam is not a grafter
Chatting to a Pastor talking bout life and what's after
Looking at these peasants know I'm flier than a pheasant
Running like an ostrich I got this
I was on the block with cheese like wotsits
Tryna open doors for my G's like locksmiths

Bet you thought I would have said keys like locksmiths
But that's bait bars
Whip it like a race car
Flip it like a 8 bar
Lived a life of danger
Now I'm tryna see if I can get a pile of paper
Stick it with another pile of paper and save up
Dip out to Jamaica
With a brown skin ting looking like she from Africa and Asia
Running on the track like the trains are
I ain't got a spray can better know I spray bars
Bredda we would regulate like Nate Dogg
You were Warren G horribly Commonly a robbery victim
Obviously stripped him
For everything he had when you saw him
Trap from the morning that's why we're yawning
Back to the wall like I have to be balling
Actually crawled in like 4 in the morning
Now it's sick six spliffs riz chip
Inna the mix I'm too licked for this
And I'm way too drunk for arithmetic
I been going all day like 6 to 6
And if you can't catch that like sixty six
You're not worthy I been on the curb since curby
Curving a football
Heard there's a foot stall
So I'm gna put my feet up
Flash bang wallop good night sweet heart
Ya see it darg I put my cheese on my pizza
High grade green and some green card
My grade is the realist sativa
High grade yo for real it's the ether
Hit that feel Nas like I'm old school R-type
No you can't jump on our hype
Bars like marmite cos you either love me or hate me
You can't say alright
But I'm alright came from a dark night
Never scared to be the Joker on a Dark Knight
Bars like archives
Cos I got so many put em away they're all banger's
I ain't got nothing to say to you rappers
Acting like you're one of us wait your too fascist
Blue juice while I'm billin two zoots
Had me feeling fruit loops now I'm in a new mood
And I have only really just started
Doing this for my dearly departed
And I deal with the hardship how I deal with you half wits
I just try not to think about it brother

YEAH
Yo I came from a place where they put blades to your face
Or you'll get blazed in the face for being safety with the Jakes
Don't rate me you're insane
You must be crazy in the brain
I'm daily blazing Mary Jane
I'm feeling wavy hit the breaks
I'm wrapped let me grab a shawarma
No bars but I'm battling karma
Enemies coming I'm grabbing my armour
They will catch a fade like the man at the barber
They must think that I dibble in drama
Dabble in hype but Blam is a Father
And that's why I'm sonning them
I jog but it's tracks I run again
My God's got my back so were coming in
And my dons got my back so we're running in casual were running in
Nowhere to run again
I used to have the cro there for your bunner friend
I used to have the snow there for your other friend
And if your don's broke share till he's up again