Revenge - Skepta

I'm a half-Yorùbá, half-Igbo man, so way before Abraham, peace be upon him
My tribe were eatin' deep in the forest, this ain't the shit they'll teach you in college
I know it's my strong sense of identity is why they find it hard to stand next to me
Cah without the jewellery, the cars, and the clothes, I'm still that nigga, respectfully
And that's how it's always been
Ever since I was a teen, like Martin, I had a dream
To be the first guy from the North side in the RWD Magazine
'Cause I'm not an MC, I'm a locksmith, I spit bars and I open doors
And I don't want a "Thank you" from a young G, it's your world, nigga, have it, it's yours
Usually, I don't speak in public, but I got a lot to say
I been in denial, but not today
It was 2008 when I lost my way
I remember when I was rollin' deep, then Wiley gave me the "Rolex" beat
I should've said, "No, thank you, don't need to make pop money to see my Rolex sweep"
Still, I can't blame anyone
I was a big man past the age of twenty-one
I fucked up the greatest run, underdog psychosis had me hatin' everyone
Homeless, livin' in my head all day, livin' my life in a revengeful way
How much LSD can I take (You know what I mean?)
To make the time— (How about school, and like)
Disappear (You face—)
And go away? (To face reality, you know what I mean?)

You face reality
Like, all that shit they was tryna teach me in school was fucking bullshit, man
I'm out here, I'm out here, E=mc²
I know—

I wish that I knew what I know now when I was younger
I don't think I would've had social media
Or a phone number, I woulda had a different structure
See, survivor's guilt leads to trauma bondin', that's how the ship goes under
I let myself down, tryna please everyone else, I was losin' my hunger
Left it all behind, then I dropped Blacklisted, and I was one step closer
Instead of coverin' American beats, we gon' need to go out there to win them over
I heard Virgil's playin' "German Whip", so Fashion Week, I was there on the strip
Waited outside the club for an hour, fuck Skepta, I was there in the mix
Had an epiphany standin' in the queue
At that point, I knew exactly what to do
I looked over there, I see a guy with spiky hair
Had a chat with a random girl (So nice to meet you)
She had silver nails to match the silver flares, nobody judge, nobody cares (Haha)
So who am I?
Oh, yeah, I'm the tracksuit guy
Soon as I got back to London, I got back to grime
Made the "That's Not Me" beat, hit Jme like, "Yo, it's action time"
Yeah, I'm in America, borrowin' money off Critical, man, I gotta big up my soldier
Where would I be if BWP never 'lowed me to sleep on the sofa?
Toured the world off three singles, then I came back home with a chip on my shoulder
Every day, it was shades and grills, my time, now it's time to take over
Look at my face at the Mercury, knowin' that should've been me way before thirty
Why do I need anyone's certification when I'm already certi'?
BBK had the blueprint early, how many years have my crew been certi'?
There was no more time to waste, man, I had to cut everyone off, and it hurt me
419, yeah, we cracked the code, and any time I want, I get back in that mode
'Cause nobody cares about your old-school hits, them plaques, they're gatherin' mould
You know anything I touch turns to gold, so I'm tryna get the album packaged and sold
They think it's funny, I think I'm a Top Boy, haha, that's a joke that will never get old

And that's why, that's why these people love listenin' to, you know, the rap music and stuff (Greaze)
Because a lot of people would say, "Ah, it's the rap that influences what's happenin'," but it's not (Ice)
It's what's happenin' that influences the raps (Brrt, brrt)
Because if we weren't goin' through it
We wouldn't be rappin' about it
And it's like, that's why these people out here are listenin' to this rap music, because they finally feel that there's someone out there that relates to them