Doc Brown - Doc Brown SBTV F64 lyrics

It's like since the last time that I saw ya I had two daughters Lost a father, left the music game became a martyr Now half of you want me back but I only get paid for gags Now some hood rats know it suddenly wanna be wags Tryna make up the source to gimme grounds for divorce I'm talking Boateng suits, in a Porsche with Jonathan Ross Business cla**, still it's hard seeing past my estate, just yards from the heart of the hate Now everyone wanna comment man what's Doc's problem like there's something wrong with me when I simply fell into comedy, maybe cos I stopped to see the game for what it is, a bunch of awkward thugs that struggle to hide the b**h in 'em I don't take this piss listen, you take offence sorry, I don't need to parody your story bruv you've done it for me Small minds will find stuff to debate I went from, munching on trains to lunch with Jervais And yeah, something remains like graffiti paint kissing the walls, or the faint smell of piss in the halls, it's the essence, the DNA of hip hop face it, you can't fake it, I can't shake it I'm all up for change as long as it's not lame, can't stand that now, bruv your rapping over handbag house, damn that's loud, I beg you turn it down I'd rather listen to some abstract jazz than that crap You tell me come back to rap, but what for? So I can be broke more? Go to MOBO awards? I'm like bruv do I have to? Last year I was tuxedo'd up with Jamal at the BAFTAs. Know that's true, left with a gold statue on the red carpet, listen, I'm just started Actin' happy with the papparazzi snappin' at me, my daughter's awkward all her friends are like is that your daddy? Sacrificed an enimity for success, that's the devil's deal, but a real chance to be the best, and Hip-Hop got me here, never forget, battle rap, cla**ic tracks, bruv I'm forever a vet You thought I was dead? I'm disappointed bruv, I'm like a sleeping rattlesnake, careful mate, it's still poisonous More than a poet, I'm a founding father, Reveal, my business partner, not a click around was harder to all You little ba*tards if you don't know me, I'm that O.G who discovered Lowkey and Tony D, used to be the backpacker with the crazy flow, today I wrote this in the offices at HBO, and you can hate me bro I started out with nothing, be inspired, don't deny it if you think I'm bluffing, be-lieve me, read the C.V Doc B, now go and rearrange ya top 3 Please, your favourites? I'm never feelin' them, they get parred, laugh at bars that ain't even by comedians, couldn't care less who the best is, I decapitate a rapper leave his necklace neckless And I get it done in between scenes on my next T.V show, bruv I'm mainstream, and the media love me, they think I'm warm and cuddly, I can play that, still have the hood if I came back There's no denying me, I'm in high society, circles, still they're attracted to street verbals, slow square b**hes wanna know what the co*k's about, I'll be down baby but my wife'd knock you out Haaaaaaaa, I'm 62 bars in this, here's another 2 for all of you then I'm finished, rap game do not panic, this ain't a comeback, sayin', just provin' I got bars in the bloodstream Ya naaa'mean?