Semothy Jones - Who Needs Actions (Bootleg) lyrics

[Spoken Into: Plan B] Okay everyone, I wanna introduce some special guests here with me tonight We got Dave Grohl on the drums, everybody give him a hand please We got the legend Kurt Cobain he's gunna be doing some BVs Alright, listen, yo [Verse 1: Plan B] Who needs actions when you got words? I ain't afraid to get physical It's just that I hit harder when I spit on a verse Cause I'm a sick spitter, spit so sick that it hurts So sick at spitting I can even spit in reverse Still, you can step up to my face if that's the way you feel Throw a punch, I'll throw one back and show you I'm for real Lost a lot of so-called mates since I signed this record deal One more wa*ker bringing hate won't matter now I'm paying bills Not staying still, waiting for a giro Feeling so frustrated I could stab someone in the eye with a biro Having to drive slow every time I see the five-O Cause there's a nine bar of skunk in my trunk and it's live-O Used to shot the high grade peng so I'm used to cats that beg for scraps And chat crap that don't make sense Kai was true due Even when you go to great lengths I see through you like gla** and fake friends [Chorus: Nirvana] Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words [Verse 2: Plan B] Sticks and stones break bones but what I say'll hurt you worse Leave you feeling dead and buried like you're six feet under earth And if actions speaker louder than words How comes I hear you hating but I never see you burst? You just vex, cause you wish you were where I am You can't make so many people feel your set like I can Pick up a mic and set the crowd alight, man Shine so f**ing bright they think it's day when it's night man That's right man, you can't deny I've got talent It's jealousy you only hating cause you haven't The more I blow the more you hate me with a pa**ion Now the press are on my dick and people follow me like fashion Well I don't believe the hype, well that's all it is and nothing else But I don't need the hype the words I write will sell themselves Cause the words I write are from the heart that's why they're felt And you'll be eating yours while mine are flying off the shelf [Chorus] Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words [Verse 3: Plan B] I'd rather murk mans lyrically, spray them with the spit from my tongue Than going on a k**ing spree and living life on the run Even if sometimes I do feel like getting a gun And running up on everyone who hated me from day one But what's the point in that? It's ironic where the point be at Hate is from the heart, still the head is where I point the gat Imagine how your face looks as I co*k it back Pull the trigger, imagine how your face looks after that But it ain't worth it, bro, hey yo I ain't thick Even though I hear and seen so much that makes me sick Come across so many fools don't make me wanna switch I won't ruin my career just because you said some sh** I'll dead you quick, on the mics if you keep on beefing Think you're getting to me nah blood you ain't even I'm a Libra, so I maintain a cool balance And you mean nothing to me like Paul Balance [Outro: Scratches by Beni G] f** all the haters, you know the name Plan B, Paint It Blacker! Beni G mixologist on the ones and twos Who needs actions? Who needs actions? When you got, you got words Who needs actions? When you got, when you got, got got words Who needs actions? When you got, you got words