Jamie T - Alicia Keys lyrics

rate me

Mother talks to you like nothing is better

than you going out on a tuesday

Well i'm not sure what to do

But man I swear man I'm slavin' far away

An' why is it always on the weekend, noone ever about to shout

Are people working too hard, or drinking too hard?

As a matter of fact I'm never quite sure.

A-blaze it down & pull yourself up

Pull yourself right to the hook a shook man, crooks. Never go nowhere with me cos I'm all on my own no pity

Spit like guilty mans in the sermon movin around of this place like you never did learn em

I shake myself down

And rattle myself out

And put myself on the line to dry

And why is it New Years Eve is always shit?

Dontcha know what i mean man, deal wiv it

it's always just the way we're rolling

Your girl's like fucked off on Smirnoff Ice

I think once, twice or thrice*

never made no difference to me

A skinny little white runt with head lice

Never been better than money never been aw at least startin to see

I've always been around this town

Since the first day i was born

An' i've been losing frequencies and losing sound and losing everything and I squandered it all and

I've been hit up I've been around

I've been in the dancehalls since the first day in town

An' nows i been beating, cheating, falling to the floor when kids are kicking

.

I've been a bleeding, I've been a losing

Where are you man i thought what I'm choosing

And if you aint better

A lala listen up I'm stressed cos I start man impress ya

And if you aint losing

Then you aint grooving.....

I'll still be down here on a low quays seen you come over an complete and utterly chat to me

i been over and i been over,you've been down and you've been down

Now I've been ah but I'm movin'

All around town all around and around

I've been grooving

I've been losin'

I've been all around choosin'

And now I'm back for the challenge

who wants a challenge that i want no more

Now I'm on my train

life in the fast lane, never gave me no game

& then the man says "wakey wakey" it's morin' time on the northern line

I'm alright bowling straight up to camden

All the way from North Faringdon

I'm gonna make sure I'm a bit tired an i realise that inciting a riot to

one stone throw An' too much dough

And in my mind I've been sniffin up too much blow

And now I'm thinkin' "aw I'll never"

I sever it up before I think about forever and I

chat it back to the people I used to know

Kick it back cos I'm rolling it's so low

A whynot what's to do?

A no-one really knows me cos no-one is as cool

Uh

I chat it back like you've never been a theif

I'm a thriller

Licence to ill double-seven I'm a killer

Killer killer

You want a killer? Never know me, ha.

It's all that chat back an too much to the liver an'

I kick it back like a bitch slap right to myself in the mirror

Kick it back thinner

Maybe my shirt don't fit no more

A hardcore man think he can fight up the law

Shackled to the tenants

Now he never work no more on the floor

Dedication to why all

Now I see back to the further

Now it comes back looser than ever

Some kids they think an' get better

Think they're trend setters but they never pacemakers &

What am I?

What am I?

What am i in my own dear eyes?

A-what am I?

What am I?

What am I in my own dear eyes?

What am I?

What am I?

What am I in my own dear eyes?

I've said so much what am I what am i what am I makes no sense no mo-o-o-ore,

mo-o-ore ah-oh mo-o-o-ore ooooh what am I oh-ow-oh well I don't awwwww

Wheee an a dumdumday.

Uh uh uh uh

'S like amarch in here

From the left to the right don't stop your feet

Uh uh uh uh

'S like a march in here

I think you're so damn pretty

x 3

Some kids they're chilling on corners

Out of order I think they'd all be better

t' tie their laces, rat races, hit the pavement

Write yer own books & write yer own spell checkers

I'm on a better man chillin' in my own room

Assume to accumulate shake whaserdate

Drink it down much quicker

A glug glug glug on my liquor and I feel much better

Talk to me about violence

Never know me I sit further in silence

An' when i drink it down I drink it up

It fills my body and I feel fresher

I tick up the tester

Regulator

I'm a true man, shootin', lootin' no-one presuming

That everyone I know in here

Ah the dedication, my name ah J-T an' I

Roll it down roll it down

Who wants to get themselves up?

Who's got the uppers?

I'm getting the downers

Ha

Your fingers

An' can you smell that it lingers?

She's a fat bitch but I'd still give her........one.

I'm a-thinkin', son

Where they from?

Ha - you bet they're from ya old London

Chasin'

Ah-la-da-da-da-da ah

That's me finished...

See you later

Ciao Bella.

Thanks to Alex Mason for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Spinal Damage for correcting these lyrics