Skepta Corn On The Curb song lyrics

Everyday, bro, we've gotta stay battling

Gotta stay fighting, gotta stay striving

Gotta stay dreaming, gotta stay believing

Gotta stay scheming

I broke down a few more barricades

Got me a few more accolades

Used to look forward to the weekend

Now every day's like Saturday

Surrounded by stars

Come chill with the constellation

Then she asked me what my real name was

And killed the conversation

Sometimes I've gotta scratch my head

Like big man ting on a level

Only my mum and dad call me Junior

What makes you so special?

No Rolex timepiece

No Hublot kettle

But still I know when it's time to jump in the car

Put the foot to the pedal like

Yeah, I don't care about VIP

I've got very important places to be

While I'm asleep, I'm making a beat

Girls in the house getting naked for me

What I'm tryna say is basically

Never get a joke man mistaken for me

Corn on the curb if a man diss me

My niggas got the biscuits in T

Santa Claus used to miss my house

So I decorated my own Christmas tree

Ring man's phone if he think's it's beef

What do you mean, "who is this, blud?" It's me

My niggas been on crime

Don't get it twisted cause I don't beef online

My niggas violent, my niggas loopy

Something you ain't seen on Vine

I don't want a like, I don't want a follow

Diss me today, link me tomorrow

I've got goons that can't leave the country

Above the law, under obbo

I know pain, I know sorrow

I know empty, I know hollow

I just flew my Gs out to Amsterdam

And I told them "thank me tomorrow"

Cuh man have been in the kitchen

Experimenting with the whipping

And you see, the road ting and the music ain't mixing

Would've thought man was playing baseball

Way man are outside pitching

Never been a punk, never been a victim

Wanna hate on me? Wanna hate on Storm?

Fuck that, let the kings in

I start ringing MCs

Go radio, I start swinging MCs

I was in the trenches, everyday grinding

You couldn't say a man weren't bringing MCs

I will pick up the phone, start ringing MCs

Bars inna my touch, bringing MCs

They know I've got Skeppy on my team

We were on road, living it, skilling MCs

Producers, plus we are living MCs

Bare vibes we have given MCs

I was there back in the day when it was garage

And them man said they wanna get rid of MCs

But them man couldn't get rid of MCs

Cause since then, we've become bigger MCs

Some MC debts

Skibadee, Baseman and Trigga MC

Yeah, us man are blazing powers

Them man are blazing Benson

My bredrin said it's his birthday

Took him onstage with Drake and Section

Hate my niggas cause every day, it's another great invention

Wanna talk about loot? Then I bring the loot out

Talk about shootout? Better be a shootout like a western

Cause I don't fear no man

Think you're a killer but your name ain't Cam

Oi, pussyhole, don't look in my span

Cause you might get shot on the road like 28 gram

And you know who I am

Shower man down like Fireman Sam

Drive to your ends on a two-year ban

With Solo in the transit van

Nah, you can't diss my mum

Shots start fly out and man get bun

Fling on my black garments and dun

Dry skin between my index finger and thumb

I hate man like a nun

That's why I wanna buy a haunted gun

Can't get killed before I get to see my son

Them tings can't run

They got me thirsty for blood again

They got me talking crud again

They got-

Yo, fam

Yo, Chip

Talk to me, man

Where are you, though? Who are you with?

I'm on my Js, blud

Sound, man. This ting has got me, blud, I'm not gonna lie, fam. I'm not gonna front, fam. Mad pressures from every angle, fam

Yeah?

It's come like I'm too ambitious to be with the mandem on the road but, I'm... like... I can't be up there with them people either... you know what I'm saying? I'm too black to be up there, you see what I'm saying, fam? I don't know, I feel like... I feel like I'm in limbo, Chippy. I feel like I'm in limbo, fam

Fam, you're going mad, fam. I've been, I've been waiting to speak to you, fam. You're going way too mad, fam. Like what the fuck did you mean like you don't know why I mentioned your name, fam? Like North London, fam. You got the call from God to do something deeper, bro. Like, go got the call to go and make everyone look at everything else that is happening over here, fam. You get me? That's a deeper calling, bro. Like them callings there, it's not everyone's phone that gets that ring ring there, you see what I'm saying, fam? Like super powers fam, super charged, bro

I hear that, fam

Like just being you alone, fam, niggas getting to watch. You're doing what you're supposed to do, bro. Cuh we ain't seen nuttin' like this happen before. Who's seen the country flip on its head like this, fam? These youts don't know what's going on, fam. They ain't got a fucking clue, fam. Independent to the T, fam. Love, brudda, man. I needed that powers. Power up fam, I don't even like hearing you sound like this, blud. I needed them. The mission's deeper right now. Love, brudda. Mad. Alright, fam, I'm gonna shout you, man. What you saying though, everything good?

Blud, love you bro, man, just do what you gotta do. Man's doing what I gotta do, fam. You already know, bro. Powers. Powers