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shades [uk] - boys in blue lyrics
boys in blue lyrics
[hook]
i been runnin’ from them boys in blues
i’m still cookin’ noise an’ i’m still makin’ tunes
i been blazin’ joints, blowin’ fumes
i been rollin’ with some badmans an’ chillin’ with some goons
i been runnin’ from them boys in blues
i’m still cookin’ noise an’ i’m still makin’ tunes
i been blazin’ joints, blowin’ fumes
i been rollin’ with some badmans an’ chillin’ with some goons
[verse 1]
rem’ber trappin’ on the streets so i could eat
nowadays i rap on beats, you know it’s fire, know it’s heat
it’s not the rise of the underdog, it’s the return of the beast
plenty time i was under fog, now it’s a hundred degrees, uh
but now i’m back and now i’m motivated
i been smokin’ through these rappers, seen ’em slowly faded
yeah i’ve been up on the blocks, they all know who shades is
used to bagging up them boxes of them mioptr ahezs
used to pick it off a tree ‘st like a conker
i changed my life, i had to grow, i had to conquer
i used to email radios, but there were no response, nah
now they’re bookin’ up shades for another concert
got me stuck up on a page like a f_ckin’ sponsor
rem’ber back up in the days when i performed with ronkers (grrr)
nowadays i’m on a stage and i roll with rockers
i roll with rappers, roll with trappers, big money stackers
keep my p hid up in a couch (couch)
used to step out with twenny eight up in a pouch (in a pouch)
used to stand out on the pitch like crouch (crouch)
i had it planned out, i never knew of any doubt (any doubt)
but i can be my own worst enemy
i coulda’ been a trapper ‘s what the roads kept tellin’ me
i could’ve ended on the wing like bellamy (hmm?)
trap line rings, and these clowns keep bellin’ me
it coulda’ been a felony, but bro i’m not a criminal (never dat)
they fake with the indirects and subliminals (uhh)
i were rappin’ way before it were digital (way before)
when it were burn five tracks on a cd and shot it
way before spotify an’ itunes profit
i used to rap before rappin’ was a trend
now these rappers soundin’ joke, i don’t mean to offend
holla joel for the booth and get it patterned (get it boxed)
mixtape done, we knock ’em out like hatton (knock ’em out)
i wan’ a yard in manhattan
or maybe sit myself on saturn (up in sp_ce)
but i’m just dreamin’
still achieving what i haven’t (what i got)
they say sleepin’ is cheatin’
i’m still beatin’ in a [?]
and if it’s beef then i can have ’em
these man are clowns i’m just laughin’ (ha ha ha ha)
[instrumental outro]
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