Kwam - Stop Doing Grime lyrics

[Verse 1] Went to my mum's, with a few clothes Into the wash I was gonna put those I unball my socks, wrinkle my nose Mum steps in, tension grows "Wo ye adjuma?" She already knows That I'll reply to that telling her no It's bait that she's gonna ask about my grime music On her face and her hands it shows "All this music, where can it go?" I turned round and said "Right to the top." She said "I'm glad you think that Big fact is it might flop, like it or not Kwabena, go and start finding a job" I grinned and put more clothes in the drum I know she weren't writing me off She just ain't sure if the dough's gonna come I ain't gonna lie to you most would have run Into a job or to uni instead Now I'm trying to do a lot with a true team Bringing CDs with a plot plus a routine Other folk round me have not got a Scooby It's like they think I've simply gotta Click my fingers and my heels and then it's all gonna start All around me and they all wanna ask [Hook 1] You still do grime? That's a joke What's the point? It's not gonna blow Forget the grime game, it's more than quite lame You're just a fella on a sinking boat All these years and you're still there broke You MCs are the weirdest folk Why would you tell yourself it's gonna swell your wealth To do grime when it's clear it won't? [Verse 2] "Don't do grime, don't do grime Don't be a fool, you're wasting your time!" I tell the voice in my head "Look, shut it I won't just quit - I'm not a muppet The day I stop doing tings that I believe in Will be the same day I kick the bucket I'm on my own one, me I won't follow no one Know why? I'm not a puppet!" Arsenal on ESPN, cla**ic Lifting a trophy aloft, 'ave it! Shame they can't do the same these days Oh look here's my bro, let's start chatting.. So he's telling me about some party Apparently a few heads were saying malarkey Licking off cheap shots, trying to par me It did jar me. I can't lie Reason being I knew these in a past time Now they're trying to take the piss out my pastime I say pastime, really it's a hard grind F them girls there though, I shan't cry I heard they told him "Chat sense to your brother! Cause he must be hurting your mother" And he said when he said the genre They were all gasping in shock and asking one another [Hook 2] He still does grime? That's a joke What's the point? It's not gonna blow He should forget the grime game, it's more than quite lame He's just a fella on a sinking boat All these years and he's still there broke Those MCs are the weirdest folk Why would he tell yourself it's gonna swell his wealth To do grime when it's clear it won't? [Verse 3] There's one young lady, we get along well Every so often man give her a bell Bust joke and have a whale of a time Till we start talking footy or grime I'm a Gooner, she's a Yid So we might as well say it like this then I'm a genius, she's a divv I'm always telling her her team reeks of sh** Anyway thing, yeah, grime She must have seen one two of my vids Now she keeps saying I'm stuck in '06 There's times I feel to punch her in the tits She's like "Grime's had about two hits" I'm like "Bruv, who gives a sh**?" "Clearly everybody else but you Because you are, a big fat git" She takes the piss, but it's all bants I'm not mad, I know I'm not pants On the Twitter page yeah you might see rants Pay them no attention like Mancs You know what I tell her when she tells me grime's dead? "Is it? You think? Nice one, thanks" I could buy an XL pizza if I earned a pound For any time she's ever asked me [Hook 3] You still do grime? That's a joke What's the point? It's not gonna blow Forget the grime game, it's more than quite lame You're just a fella on a sinking boat All these years and you're still there broke You MCs are the weirdest folk Why would you tell yourself it's gonna swell your wealth To do grime when it's clear it won't?