Trim - No Manners lyrics

[Verse 1] Who did you think it was? Thingy-bob, thingy, and what's his face? Should I be thinking of 'em Or think much of the words they play with? What do you think is wrong? Who told you I wasn't on my grind daily? Should I give a f**? When did they begin to hate me? Why they keep putting it off? I told these DJ's they could play me Where's this coming from? Sometimes I wonder how they would take it And does it piss 'em off that this game still hasn't changed me Like crisis They call me fam, but We ain't related f** the money I running around kissing and chasing it When T was on the wing I was riding basic, who care's though? What have they done for me lately? [Chorus] The kid's got tunes, bangers And I'm out with the hoodlums, goons, jackers They threw us in the works, spanners And we ain't like other grime MC's, or rappers You might end up with your whole crew in tatters Whole crew in tatters See, my strap don't care what fish it batters I'm E-14, but I still got no manners, nah [Verse 2] Who would have thought such a thing existed? Why's there always talk of my failures And what I seem to be missing? What good is chalk If I ain't outlining my incompetent victims? Call me a little Zed biased When I say this game ain't for the sickly What do you think of this silence And this weird, black Mr. Ripley? Talented? Or another act like Brady and Myra Hindley? Burying my excuses for dead MC's in the morgue Yeah, while sweeping out Clause's chimney Excuse the Alzheimer's And these 1-800 dinosaurs For bearing with me Just playing with flows While the others claim I never did me I'm just playing with flows While the others claim I never did me