Elro - SPITFIRE lyrics

[Intro] Thought he would be here..? Oh hi, shouts to Westy for giving me twenty-four seconds to fill with this nonsense Shout out to Dan White Derulo Shout out to anyone with anxiety and depression, keep battling through all that jazz Come follow me on Instagram, Twitter and all that @ElroRaps Let's get on with the rap stuff, right [Verse] You could stand out but there's nothing underneath like a kilt, man Sick of dumb twats tryna milk man How dare he stop her, I get lairy I'm sick of people thinking they can air me Bare people like you, only one like me If I get with you, it'll be a one night thing The fact I can pull one bird in the first place's a testament to the fire I bring (So what) I've got a banged up Civic Chat a lot of crap, still bang birds init Best mates are all cynics I never get clap so I never go clinics If you've got a big spliff, bill it I don't smoke weed but it sounds hard init I could act all big time, pull up my hood in the club but I doubt I'll fit in It's the return of the two-chinned car park kid with the beard, I'm back Broke up with anxiety, banged depressing 'cause I'm a fragile twat Used to smoke dope most nights, chill, [?] wrote bare sh** bars until I fell and went broke What an emo, kids tryna be me though f**ing weirdos, I'm a weird bloke Yeah it's cool fam, sh** I just said cool fam Now I'm worried my mates will hate me, f** me I'm a paranoid man Pint of wine and four Guinness Pub in the morning to get more minutes In, when I feel so pissed that a cynic can piss off man 'cause I know that I'll spin and I'm winning Yeah the old chick was average man but from here on in, if it's sh**, I'll bin it From here on in, if it's trash, I'll quit it From here on in, if it's gash, I'll finish Yeah I've got a little buzz back Got these free-load c*nts on my back like a rucksack Oh look, they came so quick, it's like they came from my nutsack I can a**ure you shocking birds You little premature provocateurs No prob' for me to k** a mockingbird [?], I won't stop until they hurt Those fat birds claiming they're big boned What the f** does she know? I can see through, you're bubbly, San Pellegrino I did a whole grime set in chinos Just to show I don't care what they think we know I know better Still on MySpace and Bebo fella Pint down the riverbank, whatever the weather But I'll never be battling pricks pissed up outside the club like a mug 'cause I know that I'm better More lies, I do it most nights I'm a mug right? Thug life Make the flow so silly They clocked my face and got hmm, did he really? Yeah I did but I'm mid-flow, piss off Sick with the beard, white man's Rick Ross I got my old school's back, big up the [?] in Chepstow comp NP16, we can't go wrong I'll put town on the map, won't be long Yeah they adore us We sweat money, that's why we pour us So poor us a pint of that potent stuff 'cause I'm sobering up Beneath this beard there's two chins 'Cause I drink and that, yeah, chin-chin And what's that? Ring ring? (Hi it's Andy from BT) f** you Andy from BT, where are my mates and why do they all hate me? Even Andy from BT's slating me blatantly f** that, it doesn't matter though, I [?] until I'm battered then I send a couple texts to my ex saying "Why don't you love me still?" "Why don't you hug me still?" "I'm aware that I'm ugly but you must've known that was part of the deal from the start and the get-go" Too many pricks, too many fakes Too many dicks, too many haters Too many people pretending that their life's sick, when their Instagram pics can s** my dick Might motivation comes and goes like me when I go to a sket's house Do the one man Bukak' ting, find my shoes and get out Walk home with a sense of regret, self-pity and sh** hair Try not to look in a stranger's eyes, if they judge me, stop and stare 'Cause we're all the same, we all get sad We've all made mistakes, we've all done bad We're all tryna pave the way for perfect futures now but we're all just mad But I feel like I get it now Look at Stormzy mate, even he felt down It's a war we've made, just chasing status Buy new watches, buy sick trainers Mate don't watch that, chasing paper's never gonna get you the feeling you're craving It's never gonna get you the feeling you're craving It's never gonna get you the feeling you're craving It's never gonna get you the feeling you're craving It's never gonna get you the feeling you're craving [Outro] Come follow me on Instagram @ElroRaps Shouts to the man with anxiety