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  • Текст песни PLAN B - Who Needs Actions When You Got Words

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    When trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready alright
    Put my fists up, ready to fight
    But I ain't gotta put my fists up every time
    Who needs actions when you got, you got words?

    And I ain't gotta pull the heat like here we go
    I ain't gotta lose my head like years ago
    Who needs actions?

    Who needs actions when you got words
    That ain't afraid to get physical
    It's just that I hit harder when I spit on the verse
    'Coz I'm a sick spitter, spit so sick that it hurts
    So sick of spittin' I can even spit in reverse

    Still you can step up to my face if that's the way that you feel
    Throw a punch, I'll throw one back an show you one for real
    Lost a lot of so-called mates since I signed this record deal

    One more wanker bringin' hate won't matter now I'm payin' bills
    No stayin' still waitin' for a giro
    Feelin' so frustrated I could stab someone in the eye with a biro
    Havin' to drive slow every time I see the 5 0
    'Coz there's a nine bar of skunk in my trunk an it's lipo

    Used to shot the high grade pen
    So I'm used to cats that beg for scraps
    And cat crack that don't make sense
    Kai was true due even when you go to great lengths
    I see through you like glass and fake friends

    When trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready alright
    Put my fists up ready to fight
    But I ain't gotta put my fists up every time
    Who needs actions when you got, you got words?

    And I ain't gotta pull the heat like here we go
    I ain't gotta lose my head like years ago

    Sticks and stones break bones but what I say'll hurt you worse
    Leavin' you feelin' dead an' buried like you're six feet under earth
    And if actions speaker louder than words
    How come I hear you hatin' but I never see you burst

    You just vex 'coz you just wish you were Ariah
    You can't mix with any people for your set like I can
    Pick up a mic hand, set the crowd alight man
    Shine so fuckin' brightly they think it's day when it's night man

    That's right, man, you can't deny I've got talent
    It's jealousy, you only hatin' 'coz you haven't
    The more I blow, the more you hate me wiv a passion
    Now they press on my dick an people follow me like fashion

    Well, I don't believe the hype, well that's all it is an nuttin' else
    But I don't need the hype the words are right to sell themselves
    'Coz the words are written from the heart that's why they're felt
    And you'll be eatin' yours, an mine are flyin' off the shelf

    When trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready alright
    Put my fists up, ready to fight
    But I ain't gotta put my fists up every time
    Who needs actions when you got, you got words?

    And I ain't gotta pull the heat like here we go
    I ain't gotta lose my head like years ago

    I'd rather merk mans lyrically, spray them wiv spit from my tongue
    Than goin' on a killin' spree and livin' life on the run
    Even if sometimes I do feel like gettin' a gun
    And runnin' up on everyone who hated me from day one

    But what's the point in that? It's ironic where the point be at
    Haters from the heart, still the head is where I point the gat
    Imagine how your face looks as I cock it back
    Pull the trigger, imagine how your face looks after that

    But it ain't worth it, bro, hey yo, I ain't thick
    Even though I hear it teens say it too much, it makes me sick
    Come across so many fools don't make me wanna switch
    I won't ruin my career just because you said some shit

    I'll dead you quick, on the mics if you keep on beefin'
    Think you're gettin' to me, na blood you ain't even
    I'm a leave it so I maintain a cool balance
    And you mean nuttin' to me that's poor balance

    When tro

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