CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : His Story
Let the beat ride as we rise
As life spills from my tongue, even with eyes sealed, I still write my story with love
So check it out
Monday morning comes, we hit the lab
Did my first track with the first verse, never turned back
I went home that night, needed back that vibe
All I wanted to do was sit in the studio and write
Next day, 10 o'clock, on my jays
I went back, stray dog
Pen and a pad, banging that same squat
Banging on a dude's door, it's 12 o'clock
Been here for two hours, who's counting, at 11 I was banging on the letterbox, outside, it's baking hot
30 degrees, hoodie still on
Door opens, greeted by a lean-head, jaw swollen, just woken
Yawning like "Morning mate", nah it's almost four I thought you died
He's like "You can't just turn up and walk inside"
What happened last night?
He told me "I can't lie
I should've never let you in plus Jack invested in his equipment, now he's getting pissed
We're letting people in that he's never seen"
I'm like shit, f*ck, in the blink of an eye
I think of a lie
Anything to get the ink from the lines on the beat from the sheet
So I told him it's sweet
Jack knows me
And if I give him some P, I can record for a whole week
Not thinking that he could phone man like that yeah I've been caught out
Not thinking about the fact that this plan ain't thought out
I can't even fork out four pound
How can I pay Jack? I couldn't even afford snout
He could walk in while I walk out
I can't back down and turn back now
Plus f*ck that 'cause school's boring
To my surprise, he falls for it
Like "Ah well, I guess J-man calmed down
So when do you wanna start pal?"
"Ah f*ck it, I'll start now"
So when do you wanna start pal?"
"Ah f*ck it, I'll start now"
No handouts
Now look who the man now
Now look who the man now
'Cause I left school when I was fifteen
No one at home to tell me get clean
I got a job washing dishes for a living
Wasn't in it so I quit it
How I did it was a mystery
I didn't do it, it was Mr. E
I didn't rest that week, the rest is history
21 songs better off, one step towards another life
Then Jack walks through the studio door just when I thought I was done in time
As life spills from my tongue, even with eyes sealed, I still write my story with love
So check it out
Monday morning comes, we hit the lab
Did my first track with the first verse, never turned back
I went home that night, needed back that vibe
All I wanted to do was sit in the studio and write
Next day, 10 o'clock, on my jays
I went back, stray dog
Pen and a pad, banging that same squat
Banging on a dude's door, it's 12 o'clock
Been here for two hours, who's counting, at 11 I was banging on the letterbox, outside, it's baking hot
30 degrees, hoodie still on
Door opens, greeted by a lean-head, jaw swollen, just woken
Yawning like "Morning mate", nah it's almost four I thought you died
He's like "You can't just turn up and walk inside"
What happened last night?
He told me "I can't lie
I should've never let you in plus Jack invested in his equipment, now he's getting pissed
We're letting people in that he's never seen"
I'm like shit, f*ck, in the blink of an eye
I think of a lie
Anything to get the ink from the lines on the beat from the sheet
So I told him it's sweet
Jack knows me
And if I give him some P, I can record for a whole week
Not thinking that he could phone man like that yeah I've been caught out
Not thinking about the fact that this plan ain't thought out
I can't even fork out four pound
How can I pay Jack? I couldn't even afford snout
He could walk in while I walk out
I can't back down and turn back now
Plus f*ck that 'cause school's boring
To my surprise, he falls for it
Like "Ah well, I guess J-man calmed down
So when do you wanna start pal?"
"Ah f*ck it, I'll start now"
So when do you wanna start pal?"
"Ah f*ck it, I'll start now"
No handouts
Now look who the man now
Now look who the man now
'Cause I left school when I was fifteen
No one at home to tell me get clean
I got a job washing dishes for a living
Wasn't in it so I quit it
How I did it was a mystery
I didn't do it, it was Mr. E
I didn't rest that week, the rest is history
21 songs better off, one step towards another life
Then Jack walks through the studio door just when I thought I was done in time
