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Dappy

Intro (Me)

 

Intro (Me)

(album: Bad Intentions - 2012)


And they don't know a thing about me
They don't know a thing about me
They don't know a thing about me
'Cause they don't know a, they don't know a
They don't know a thing about me
Don't believe a word you hear about me
They don't know a, they don't know a…

The ones who know you the least are always the first to judge ya
But they don't know a thing about me
They smile when they say at the end of the day
What do you expect? They're only assuming
Can't exactly stop them from assuming
It's time they learn a thing about me
So here's the truth, this album's full of fire, fire

All that I can be, is brutally honest
And I don't wanna say no more
I'm switch it in, five, four, three, two, one, off
I still can say some shit and tie it on my skin
Boy, when there's so much to address, tell me where the fuck to begin
I think I'll start with my community
When I see Cameron I should grab him by his neck and raise him up like a uni fee
How could these greedy bastards put our taxes in their pockets?
Fucking an MP, to me that just stands for maximum profit
It ain't my fault, I'm from a jungle where them animals love to smoke 'nough
Hid the can, chase the dragon and die of slow death
Raise middle fingers to the system trying to hide the fact
That we're poorly driven, I should pay Boris on his own test
Take him to the truck, stick him in a hot chair
At a blunt, chase and cook, now, that's a dope jail
That's why we hate corps, but we loving the fame
I'm glad I smashed the paparazzi's camera off the filthy gate
That's roughed up shit, they all know I'm living a life
But the money couldn't change me, that's why I'm still on the hype
I'm just a man with a Visa, used to know Tulisa
I don't know about facing my other dime on the vida
I don't do my laundry in public, I tell the bus where to stop it
I can pull my own strings, go suck a dick up in my paddy
The only time you ain't no hooty is when you're wearing a jump-air
Hear my guess around the dinner, around me since we've been young
You're the only one to pull me when I never had none
Always around me to follow when I'm the follow number
I'm at all to sacrifice getting richer, just to help a brother
But if I could I'd kidnap all undercover
I still smoke cheese, getting beef, try me, I'm a bug
I fuck the rap had sent to me, I'll get the fun up

And they don't know a thing about me
They don't know a thing about me
They don't know a thing about me
'Cause they don't know a, they don't know a
They don't know a thing about me
None of the words you hear about me
They don't know a, they don't know a…

You was my only release, my always the first to judge
But they don't know a thing about me
That's why what they say at the end of the day
Won't you expect? We're only human
Caught in sight, it's only for assuming
It's time they learn a thing about me
So here's the truth, this album's full of fire, fire

Now, that's just my intro

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