Put In The Work - Skinnyman

Blud, I’m just a little dargart, dapper, street scrapper

Slash part time rapper

100% come fi deal wid the matter

Arrogant!

Big headed, easy to flatter

Getting fat to yamming food off of a platinum platter

Don’t believe that, 'cause you can’t see that, you eediat!

Who’s the one whose keeping it underground, I’m me dat

Everybody that I’m seeing rapping, now I see are brack

Call it freestyle, cuh dem man are full of free chat

Free that!

With your free CD promote a free track

Less them chiefs allow me, I don’t need that

I ain’t spitting on the mic unless it’s gonna feed that

I’m in the park for man who’s asking, 'Where's the weed at?'

I weed dat!

You know where my high-grade trees at

Wave your spliffs in the air, now make me see that

Ball it up loud, tell the government to free that

14 years for shotting weed, but I me dat

I see some mandem tryna put in the work

And getting left in the dirt

And now all they’ve got left

Is their pride and it hurts

Tryna represent

But that ain’t paying the rent

Time is money, on the street is where my time is spent

I see some mandem tryna put in the work

And getting left in the dirt

And now all they’ve got left

Is their pride and it hurts

Tryna represent

But that ain’t paying the rent

Time is money, on the street is where my time is spent

That’s why I do the graveyard shift

With a bouquet of flowers

Ask Esraw if we don’t work them gangster hours

Nocturnally

You can burn with me until the sunrise

Work the shift through until the moon’s in the sky

Day in, day out

Get my reload

Pay in, pay out

Working hard to buy my baby mums a house

My whole life has been lived irresponsible

Hustling and fighting, and dodging police constables

It’s those circumstances that we’re living in

Stressed out to fuck and still we’re never giving in

My son’s out on road, I pray the Lord delivers him

From all of the evil that we do 'cause nobody’s see-through!

Run up on me, and I’ll get to see you

Start acting digi like your name’s R2-D2

We’re street soldiers fighting for all the wars

So big up to everyone who’s working hard for the cause!

I see some mandem tryna put in the work

And getting left in the dirt

And now all they’ve got left

Is their pride and it hurts

Tryna represent

But that ain’t paying the rent

Time is money, on the street is where my time is spent

I see some mandem tryna put in the work

And getting left in the dirt

And now all they’ve got left

Is their pride and it hurts

Tryna represent

But that ain’t paying the rent

Time is money, on the street is where my time is spent

My lickle brudda Obi told me what don’t kill me

Can only make me stronger

That’s why I’m planning to be in this game longer

Than little whipper-snappers, come-and-go rappers

Aren’t they forgetting that we’re the dog’s knackers?

Murdering those stick-up kids, to kidnappers

Bring it to me now, you lickle push ne malakas

I hustle too hard for me to ever be a brackers

In London, the land of these young gun clappers

Where it’s… M.U.D.

for life

And after my death

I’m repping Muddy Fam until the last of my breath

At this point I’ve only got 6 bars left

But I feel there’s more shit for me to stress

To my poor unemployed down at the DSS

To my peeps on the streets that are tryna progress

To my peeps locked down with a couple weeks left

This is the type of shit we have to manifest, yes!

I see some mandem tryna put in the work

And getting left in the dirt

And now all they’ve got left

Is their pride and it hurts

Tryna represent

But that ain’t paying the rent

Time is money, on the street is where my time is spent

Yes, I’ve seen some mandem tryna put in the work

And getting left in the dirt

And now all they’ve got left

Is their pride and it hurts

Tryna represent

But that ain’t paying the rent

Time is money, on the street is where my time is spent