JME - Anger Room lyrics
[Intro] J... m... serious I'd like to welcome you to the anger room Anything negative, get it off your chest in here Don't let nobody know about the anger room Close the door behind you Get it off your chest Get it off your chest [Verse 1] From day one, I said I was serious But nobody took me serious For them boy, I go to the rave And I spit in the rave, then I spit in their face For the disrespect, cause I am serious Boy Better Know I am serious Jme don't take no sh** Boy that don't like Jme, listen up Joe tried to jack me, where is he? Alex tried to bite me, where is he? Jay wants to clash me, where is he? Dominic dissed me, where is he? Labels wanna sign me, where are they? p**yholes wanna rush me, where are they? Crews wanna clash me, where are they? But you can't clash me, be serious [Hook] Cause you got your name on your Nike Air Dunks, blud (I'll beat you up) You're not serious cause you shot two kis of punk, blud (I'll beat you up) You're not serious, I don't care if you've got a yout, blud (I'll beat you up) You're not serious cause you got an Akademiks tracksuit, blud (I'll beat you up) [Verse 2] Alright, rudeboy, calm down Acting like you've been smoking brown You've got a Tigra, you're not raw I'll put air vents in your car door Alright, rudeboy, just shush Acting like you've been smoking bush You're not big int he scene I'll put air vents in your windscreen Blud, you've been smoking the rocks again Bare [?], bair oxygen Cause Jme mic controller Turns to Jme air vent installer And I've got bare ammo like Smarties Install air vents in your arteries If you run, [?] Jme's delivering air to your doorstep [Hook] Cause you got your name on your Nike Air Dunks, blud (I'll beat you up) You're not serious cause you shot two kis of punk, blud (I'll beat you up) You're not serious, I don't care if you've got a yout, blud (I'll beat you up) You're not serious cause you got an Akademiks tracksuit, blud (I'll beat you up) [Verse 3] You think I'm any durag prick, but When I touch mic, you can't say sh** When I touch mic, you know I'm not a dummy I will give Lloyd Banks a run for his money Voice is clear like ice Spot me a mile off like traffic cones Before, nobody knew, but Now I'm in everybody's ear like white headphones Which MCs do you rate? That Jme guy, he's great His lyrics are slicker than your av Worth more than the gold on a [?] Oi, you bredrins, show me a beg, I'm late Nah, mate, I don't do tapes You know how many blank CDs I have? I deal with MP3s and WAV [Hook] Cause you got your name on your Nike Air Dunks, blud (I'll beat you up) You're not serious cause you shot two kis of punk, blud (I'll beat you up) You're not serious, I don't care if you've got a yout, blud (I'll beat you up) You're not serious cause you got an Akademiks tracksuit, blud (I'll beat you up) [Outro] And I will beat you up, so be warned The anger room Get it off your chest, get it off your chest Do not tell no one about the anger room Close the door behind you Get out! J... m... serious