Loyle Carner - NO CD lyrics

[Intro] Ay, ay Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs It's like Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs We sayin' Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs We got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs Place 'em up in perfect order cause my OCD [Verse 1: Loyle Carner] Well let me keep it I never speak it Keep it a secret It'd be peak if any geezer would hear it and then repeat it So we keep it Keep it out of reach of all the idiots If you need it Lets believe that you won't see it Locked up in my room Deep cocoon like you're digging in crates Already done with your digging, so your digging is bait Keeping it straight Buzzing till late Sample the greats Then we move onto the groove Grabbing that sample at eight Second, luke beckons Smooth like new weapons If I do step it True repping with true brethrens Ruth, Lous getting too loose Look whose crepping all Tunes through Jimi to Zeppelin Now who reckons, you knew You're rocking with a master of this Manoeuvre blasts fast cause we're hard to resist Blitz like it was vital Recited my recital One back in the snapple The snap, the crakle of the vinyl Sweet onto repeat Chris is choppin a beat Flipping these verses like the burgers on the grill at Bodean's We keep it mean Pristine cleaner than clean Harbour these harmonies Like were speaking to Jean [Chorus] Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs It's like Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs We sayin' Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs We got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs Place 'em up in perfect order cause my OCD [Verse 2: Rebel Kleff] ‘Cos this the rap he brings the pad to the lab The lab is my pad, we’re using every session to jam Working on my revolutionary revenue plan But currently without the green like a recession in 'Dam So we scribble on the daily making beats for 'em [...] that your parents used to play with Quick and very painless Stumbled onto rap, always been sick my very name is Now I’m quick to leave you brainless You an*s You Ignoramus Just let me say this Not the greatest but gimme space kid, I’m set to make it So basically we’re bringing it back to basics Rocking hi hats and big kicks that are the latest trend It’s a statement but when you put this fashion aside This rap music is a pa**ion of mine, lifeline Cause I designed the Illest rhymes Chillin', time keeps tickin' But I'm high Keep spittin' [...] [Chorus] Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs It's like Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs We sayin' Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs We got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs Place 'em up in perfect order cause my OCD [Verse 3: Loyle Carner] It’s like sixteen bars in sixteen minutes I k** it Extinguish all the fire from the liars and the gimmicks Losing spirit […] is putting cheddar over lyrics Then diminish any vision when they clear it I hear its happening Moving like they’re mannequins Dressed by other brothers Hiding under covers with mothers be panicking Rambling Ga**ing like they’re Anakin But red and blue lies are out of sight On the mic Stop damaging Your honour and your pride I, goner from the side Never dippin from the rhythm […] when I rhyme Sometime told the To any cracker jack who be slacking his mac I’m on my track and in my prime Ease your mind if you’re hold it Time if you chose it Keep your spine straighter then a blind h*mophobic Ease your mind if you’re hold it Time if you chose it And keep you’re spine straight tonight ‘night [Chorus] Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs It's like Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs We sayin' Oh Please, we ain't got no p's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs We got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs Place 'em up in perfect order cause my OCD