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Shakka

Chicken Legs

 

Chicken Legs

(앨범: The Shakka Crown Affair - 2011)


I see red, amber then green
Next in line, Shakka that's me
Stalling and choking black smoke behind me
Eyes wide open awoken from my dream
Cornflakes start the day
I'm nine years of age
Walk to school complain: "Mummy my legs ache"
Wack at football picked last everyday but first for school plays
So the guys called me gay
Later days was when it started to frustrate
Year seven, secondary, they said the same thing
Either cause I was animated, or loud and blatant
Or cause all through the corridor you could hear me sing
(Sweet Like Chocolate Boy)
Impressionable was I
Music in these legs but brothers made these legs shy
(Sweet Like Chocolate)
So in the music block I would cotch and decide, to make computer music and lyrics on the sly
And then in time
They found out that I
Could beatbox live to the sound of grime
So they dropped eights and sixteens whilst I crossfade, eskimo, pulse x and y through
Confidence
Sucked into hype
Living the lie
"Rude boi inna London" wasn't I?
Even in class I would play the 'Ars (e) ' because the 'Geni-Ars' would get more attention than I
In time impressionable I was left behind
The mock exam results scared me half to death
And secretly these MC's were gunning me, my undercover nickame had turned into Goat Breath
And this reality check, BANG, hit my legs like a bull and Shakka Dumpty had a great fall
But one clever guy from grime once said you have to "Pull up your socks and stand up tall"
Maths books: The new bredrins I parred with
The music block was my new youth club
And some of the waste guys were surprised when my beats were live
Cheek to ask "Shakka make man a dub"
Eleven A to C's, Shakka passed flying coloured
Say "Goat's Cheese!" pictures in the corridor
So when they see my face and download this on MySpace they'll follow their legs and not the hype horde

I see red, amber then green
Wheels spinning with speed Shakka sucked into the seat
Tense knees, nice breeze as I'm hitting sixty
Awake, grinning teeth, clear vision of my dream

I can't wait, no
I can't wait
I can't wait

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