Splinta - Selective Memory's lyrics

Verse 1 - Yeah I'm that true Notts boy I was born in city hospital Growing up I made my mum's life impossible Maybe one day I'd have the memory but I've lost them all Someone must have taken off my head and played some volleyball Growing up as a kid I was a little ba*tard I'd never complete a dish nevermind my afters Feed me steak chicken cheese, brown bread fish and peas I'd say that I want pasta but I still wouldn't eat the pasta Growing up it's like I had awkwardness in my blood I used to get the biggest slap and it was always on my bum Used to get arrested all the time, it's always when I'd run I wouldn't have done it if I knew that it was always on my mum As a younger G, I was running up and down the block 8 pound a shot you shouldn't try it g you're bound to flop There's all types of knobs and yeah there's all types of cops Sentences are rising G you might aswell just find a job Always know when it's time to stop, someone will write you off Every person that you see you never know it might be cops I'm sat up in the station looking at them like a mighty boss I ain't putting nothing on that paper I got writers block I've done a lot of bad sh** that I've never remembered I'm 18 I feel like I've had a hundred decembers If I could get my parents in the same room that'd be splendid I'd look at them and this is the exact message I would send them Hook - No I can't remember burning up your table cloth And no I can't remember flooding out the bathroom Dad I can't remember leaving all your speakers popped And no I can't remember burning up your tracksuit Mum I can't remember setting fire to the table cloth No I can't remember flooding out the bathroom Dad I can't remember leaving all your speakers popped And no I can't remember burning up your tracksuit Verse 2 - Let me tell you bout' this time that I had up at my mothers I was 14 growing with my sisters and my brothers 2 men were at the door tryna break in and shove it Me and my mother at the other side tryna shut it Eventually they broken in I had to go and grab the cup It was the closest thing to me I threw it and it smashed his nut He got back up then started scrappin nuff He was loads bigger than me but I still wrapped him up Little do we know the guy behind him had a garden fork But he stabbed it in the gra** and walked off the garden floor I dunno what he was doing I guess he couldn't be arsed to war And I would do the same thing if I was him it's hard to fall Did it on my own with my mum I ain't bluffing Fully grown man in my living room he did nothing He heard all the scrapping and fighting but he just shut it Out of his mind and he just sat there like a muppet You were supposed to be the man and I was the kid Ooerr I was fighting like a man while you was sat there like a girl People like you have got me thinking what's happening to the world? I'm a bad kid but for my parents I've got a few words... Hook (x1) - Outro - Yeah I'm sorry mum Yeah I'm sorry dad Yeah I'm sorry grandad Yeah I'm sorry nan Yeah I've been a little ba*tard But now I've got it back and got a daughter on the way and sh**'s gonna be double bad (x2) Hook -