Looking Down The Barrel-Tinie Tempah

歌手 : Tinie Tempah

专辑 : Demonstration

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:29

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TXT Looking Down The Barrel-Tinie Tempah 文本歌词

Looking Down The Barrel - Tinie Tempah (泰尼.坦帕)

Looking in the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum

Whos that standing behind the trigger finger squinting at me

Looking down the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum

I aint never done nobody no wrong but me

Stolen from the wild and released into captivity

So when Im near the public to long I act fidgety

Act liberties have to take my gat to Liberty

To stop that crazy b**ch tryna snap my black dick off me

Conceived cos no one used the condom or the pill

But was welcomed with open arms like the statue that's in Brazil

Mummy knew Id be expensive so she nearly called me Bill

Daddy thought that the stress would kill him so he nearly called me Will

Weighing in at 7 pounds and 1 ounce this little miracle

Got given a name with way too many syllables

That made my registration in class a tad difficult

And anyone who did telesales a little miserable

Where my dark skin girls at and aboriginals

Where my light skinned girls at The whole of Liverpool

All I ever wanted to do was be individual

Says that black rapper on your stereo ha typical

Looking in the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum

Whos that standing behind the trigger finger squinting at me

Looking down the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum

I aint never done nobody no wrong but me

Looking at a MILF thinking bout filth

Make that f**kin ONeil then I give her the Shaquille

I got all the top lawyers looking at my deals

One UK tour we probably looking bout a mill

Rocking my fur knowing something got killed

I even gave PETA dough to help me deal with the guilt

Might take Jameela Jamil for a meal

But I still eat fried chicken and I still drink Lilt

Life on the edge

Life on the ledge

Life through the lens

Life on the net

Life in the press where theres a life theres a death

Sometimes I literally hear God reply to my prayers

If life is a b**ch then life is my ex

Who was so overly obsessed by the size of my head

Told me I broke her heart then put a knife to my chest

Now it's real cold on the other side of the bed

Threw me in at the deep end despite of my fears

These journalists can be f**kin lions tigers and bears

Vincent van Gogh'd em gave em a work of art

Now these critics all make me wanna f**kin slice off my ears

Fight club yeah

Bought me a pair of Airs

My niggas told me well done cos them mediums is rare

Yeah looking down the barrel

Shoot but don't let it stain my American Apparel