Who Needs Actions When You Got Words

When trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready alright Put my fists up, ready to fight But I ain't gotta put my fists up every time Who needs actions when you got, you got words? And I ain't gotta pull the heat like here we go I ain't gotta lose my head like years ago Who needs actions? Who needs actions when you got words That ain't afraid to get physical It's just that I hit harder when I spit on the verse 'Coz I'm a sick spitter, spit so sick that it hurts So sick of spittin' I can even spit in reverse Still you can step up to my face if that's the way that you feel Throw a punch, I'll throw one back an show you one for real Lost a lot of so-called mates since I signed this record deal One more wanker bringin' hate won't matter now I'm payin' bills No stayin' still waitin' for a giro Feelin' so frustrated I could stab someone in the eye with a biro Havin' to drive slow every time I see the 5 0 'Coz there's a nine bar of skunk in my trunk an it's lipo Used to shot the high grade pen So I'm used to cats that beg for scraps And cat crack that don't make sense Kai was true due even when you go to great lengths I see through you like glass and fake friends When trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready alright Put my fists up ready to fight But I ain't gotta put my fists up every time Who needs actions when you got, you got words? And I ain't gotta pull the heat like here we go I ain't gotta lose my head like years ago Sticks and stones break bones but what I say'll hurt you worse Leavin' you feelin' dead an' buried like you're six feet under earth And if actions speaker louder than words How come I hear you hatin' but I never see you burst You just vex 'coz you just wish you were Ariah You can't mix with any people for your set like I can Pick up a mic hand, set the crowd alight man Shine so fuckin' brightly they think it's day when it's night man That's right, man, you can't deny I've got talent It's jealousy, you only hatin' 'coz you haven't The more I blow, the more you hate me wiv a passion Now they press on my dick an people follow me like fashion Well, I don't believe the hype, well that's all it is an nuttin' else But I don't need the hype the words are right to sell themselves 'Coz the words are written from the heart that's why they're felt And you'll be eatin' yours, an mine are flyin' off the shelf When trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready alright Put my fists up, ready to fight But I ain't gotta put my fists up every time Who needs actions when you got, you got words? And I ain't gotta pull the heat like here we go I ain't gotta lose my head like years ago I'd rather merk mans lyrically, spray them wiv spit from my tongue Than goin' on a killin' spree and livin' life on the run Even if sometimes I do feel like gettin' a gun And runnin' up on everyone who hated me from day one But what's the point in that? It's ironic where the point be at Haters from the heart, still the head is where I point the gat Imagine how your face looks as I cock it back Pull the trigger, imagine how your face looks after that But it ain't worth it, bro, hey yo, I ain't thick Even though I hear it teens say it too much, it makes me sick Come across so many fools don't make me wanna switch I won't ruin my career just because you said some shit I'll dead you quick, on the mics if you keep on beefin' Think you're gettin' to me, na blood you ain't even I'm a leave it so I maintain a cool balance And you mean nuttin' to me that's poor balance When trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready alright Put my fists, up ready to fight But I ain't gotta put my fists up every time Who needs actions when you got, you got words? And I ain't gotta pull the heat like here we go I ain't gotta lose my head like years ago Who needs actions when you got, you got words? You got, you got, you got, you, you got You got, you got, you got Who needs actions when you got, you got words? You got, you got, you got, you, you got You got, you got, you got Who needs actions when you got words