Ollie Twist - Tables lyrics

[Verse 1] Sometimes I ain't got a clue what I gotta prove, but I gotta move, gotta do what I gotta do Got a lot of views what we do when you want a Blue Peter badge and a couple of balloons f**ing buffoons, f**ing with who? (Me?!) Better check who you're running it to Cos when you're, on your ones and I run into you And I don't give a f** if its one in the two I'm f**ing you up, let's all get f**ed for fun Picture everyday nothing to do, stuck in a loop Tooting a zoot, a couple of youts Good God, look what could come from The hood I'm from, slept on, stepped on Came back from the dead with my creps on And I kept on, picked up where I left off Me against them they can die from a headshot Came back to the ends with a headtop Wasteman don't wanna send direct shots But I will, nothing's real about reals You man don't know how real man feels When a real man war you get real man k**ed "'Ay what happened to reals?" "Phil, man, still" And come back with your dead reply Just after that promise you don't mention Mic You lost, you want the hype, I don't blame you son You can't see outside you're drunk (Ay!) I can see why you're crying Jesus Christ you're fighting the same machine that we despise The same machine that I was nearly beaten by We should be on the same side It's a shame your mind doesn't expand the same as mine You keep on lying, you tweet the crime Why does everybody wanna keep me quiet I've been hushed my whole life, can I speak my mind? [Hook] Ain't it funny how the tables turn? x2 [Verse 2] Can someone please get me a dressing room with a decent rider And some pizza, don't be surprised I'm a diva Bullsh**, I'm a good geezer Beat a pair of beer in the freezer As long as everybody eats I'm knees-up Knocking on your door like "please sir" No food for the family and we need some You ain't giving it up then we ain't giving a f** We're coming in like its free lunch Alright, somebody gonna get a bollocking Somebody talk to Rocky what is wrong with him He's kicking off with everyone who wants again Alright, I've had enough of this Everyone's a k**er on the internet There's a little liar living in your head Everybody panicking because I'm back Once again, I'm on 110 I wanna remember, don't wanna forget I want this forever, I'm wanted by feds I'm wanted by girls off the block and my ends We hollering if you ain't bringing ME one of your friends (Take 'em to the ends) Look at that broke boy, plus one of them In every other ends there's another one of them f** a politician can't trust one of them Kick a man in country might f** sh** again Yeah man's back to f** sh** again Man wanna chat sh** tough sh** again Man go slapstick and bust it at them Bust that outside number 10 [Hook] Ain't it funny how the tables turn (x4)