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English Breakfast

Skepta

Been There Done That

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[Verse 1] This little piggy thinks I don't wanna ring him Cause I got beats I don't wanna give him Boy Better Know makin a killin' So I don't wanna step up in a riddim with him Life used to be hard but now I can't lie man sitting in a front room just chilling Everybody laughing, smiling, grinning Dem man are losing, us man are winning This little piggy think that I weren't robbing That I never had food and I weren't shot in Alright let's get this ting poppin One gun, one bullet and I put him on it Life used to be hard but now I can't lie man are like wah gwan let's go shopping Boy Better Know still chart topping Forget a red light, manaman ain't stoppin' [Hook X2] I want a english breakfast Pass me a knife and a fork One tea, one hash brown baked beans and eggs But I don't wanna see no pork [Verse 2] This little piggy think's he's scary I told him not alot of things scare me I'm in the mirror screaming bloody Mary Before the bloody mandem right near me My man are united like Giggs, I will never leave my young gunners like Thierry Wow, that metaphor scary Let me say that again, listen up I said my man are united like Giggs, I will never leave my young gunners like Thierry Sometimes I think man don't hear me Since early number 1, sincerely Lyrically there's nobody near me I'm a beast, look at my arms, they're hairy In a party I spit loud and clearly It goes off, trust me the flows dearly [Hook X2] I want a english breakfast Pass me a knife and a fork One tea, one hash brown baked beans and eggs But I don't wanna see no pork [Verse 3] This little piggy thinks that I like him That I listen to his songs and I bite him Somebody better advise him, stop piping the white ting on a hype ting I don't what makes them think I think about them shit bars when I'm writing You man over there ain't vibsing You do your ting, I do my ting This little piggy thinks that he's on it Cause he got a CD full of grease on it He's not a badboy, I'll put P's on it Every last penny and my LV wallet I love my hood till I stop breathing but sitting in the hood don't make me profit A lot of these MC's make me vomit Talk about real but you far from it [Hook X2] I want a english breakfast Pass me a knife and a fork One tea, one hash brown baked beans and eggs But I don't wanna see no pork
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