Lirik Lagu Panic Attack - Dave
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Look, I bet them boys think I'm panickingItching to see how I handle itWhen snakes start rattling, calmI can show you about harmPut blades in the palms, half the length of my armI end up in a station and I'm staring into space like a mannequin in ClarksI ain't panicking, I ain't had a random change of heartCash points and cannabisYou cocaine snort, if you think I got caught
I'm kicking like a stallionI lived in a yard where my mummy tried hardFor all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequateProbably be killed by my cousins back in AfricaIf they knew I risked my free water, hot food and resourcesEvery day to dress nicer on a cameraI don't need your input, fuck you and your managerFuck him and his lame jobIt's been two years, you're sitting in the same spotChilling in the same blocksMe and you are differentYou talk about beefWhile I plan your route home bruv
I run up in your safe spot and leave the place taped offIt's deeper than the name dropReal problems don't need discussionsI fear god and not repercussionsLook, I'm only angry at the choices that I didn't makeI don't regret what I did but what I didn't sayAnd for this money I'm on a different waveIt's why I ain't written in this will when I say I'm on his estateIt comes arms well I've got an entourage like Vinny ChaseThis ain't Chiraq, we don't need a .38Just two young g's, one Nike pouch and his little bladeAnd if you live that day, give thanks to your God'Cause there isn't one prayer mummy didn't sayStill wonder what my dad would sayAnd it's fucked 'cause I just wanted us to bond like Sean Connery and Daniel CraigNo first steps, nah, my daddy couldn't see me cry
I'm still searching for the reason whyI was 6 months old at a bus stopMy mum no home struggling to ketamine like a legal highWhen so volatile, look over the reasons whyPeople die, man this beef never sleeps or slidesMan are dying over minor violationsSo I keep the beef and the bread separate like TGI'sThey touch us and we pay 'em back like it's PPIFuck it, let's ride, get animated like CGIDead being a hype manCan't find my man and then I'll settle for his right handYou can't buy heart rememberHawk eye, you think these undercover cars could get usOr that I can't spot the bacon in the passing VectrasDon't you find it funny that I study lawAnd still recruit young fraud stars like I'm Harvey SpecterHot headed, I swear that I had a dream thoughA young fire before I had spoken with AvelinoAnd nowadays music's got my schedule looking hecticI ain't got a timeline, I'm Travolta with TarantinoLook, I ain't slacking, it's money over passionI mean passion over money, hate this money with a passionMoney is just a paperI got value of my assets, I got value of my mentalIt's me, Fraser or 169 on an instrumentalI swear that'll make it rappingEven if that kills me I swear that'll make it happenOn my digital piano until my hands bled literallyI was smashing keys 'til my fingers grew callusHow could I fear rappers?I feel words, hear colours, defeat challengeGive thanks to my synaesthesiaI ain't a rapper I'm a fucking geniusSo when I see you don't panicRemember what you said on the roads, there's no lackingI don't wanna see you draw for your boot, there's no timeI'll jump out the passenger side like there's no trafficCatch you with your girl or your mum, you'd do the sameSo we'll take you to an inch of your life for all your chattingShut your fucking mouth and make p'sI used to let disrespect slide to make peaceNow it's like I'm stuck in two minds in my reaction'Cause my pride and my ego turned giant like James DeanI'm a mess right, and if that catty doesn't fuck me the third timeWith no strings attached like a test drive
I'm telling her I'm cutting in the next 5All communication breaking down like an enzymeMy second's the most precious commodity I invest timeI was late every day straight for 3 yearsGuess that's two ways that I could never make a deadlineI was out in Powerleague Norbury in my north face camoIn the rain, hail, sleet, with my football in a deadlineScraping by on pennies, trying to link a jezzyOn my 8520 and I couldn't link oneSquares was a gameHad me all stressedGot finessed by my mainAnd he didn't get touchedHad me sitting there pissedThinking 'bout my peopleAll the times that we missedLike have you ever lost love?Have you ever had a guy that would die so you live in a cageKept away from your brother and your mumIn my world you're unsure to the people you can trustAnd when you lose the only person that was there from the jumpI'm as humble as they comeAnd I ain't changed from the knife and the cypher to the shotgun shells in the party with a pumpAsk Edem, ask Paddy
With squares I had strikers but I'm more like IbraOver Vardy when it's beefBecause I hardly ever run I've got prideI've seen man running for their lifeGet caught, now they're covering their heart and their lungs with their arms on his ones'Cause his right hand panickedAnd I don't even blame himSeen a man scream while he bleeds on the pavementGuts in his hands, civilians with tissue putting pressure where the pain isThe panic as you fade in, blocking out soundsLike your body shuts down when your organs start failingKnife crime dangerous, next day famousGive it six years they won't remember what your name isEverything changes when your case is irrelevantAnd all the guys who claim they would ride in your name looking lost, them boys don't have half the heart to settle itI've seen a whole class end up dead or in jailAsk Scales about times he was chilling with my brother in a chicken shop opposite the entrance to Tenison'sEverybody's dying, but nobody is rising up a RemingtonWe've got shanks, and false hope everybody's selling itYou ain't getting rich quick trying to sell big bitsToo lazy to work so you want to own a businessOr a clothing line, no visionYou can't cut corners in a line of lifeKarma's like the tightest vice
I'm running on my ownCCTV's in your hands bro, they've got it in your phoneIf they catch me going homeLooking for another young rapper to exposeI'm probably cutting from the scene'Cause with all the evidence they gain I'm getting more than just assaultI ain't living for the gram, man are snitching on the camIf I hit him then I'm dumb, but if he dips me he's the manI can't win, there's no way I'm handling thatIf I run then I'm a neek, but if I don't then I'm a foolSo on road I'm looking happy but I'm screaming in my head having panic attacksThey got me anxiousAnd two wrong responses from a shanking at any given timeI been there and done that on many different nightsIt's probably the reason that I got many different rhymesI'm really living life
I'm kicking like a stallionI lived in a yard where my mummy tried hardFor all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequateProbably be killed by my cousins back in AfricaIf they knew I risked my free water, hot food and resourcesEvery day to dress nicer on a cameraI don't need your input, fuck you and your managerFuck him and his lame jobIt's been two years, you're sitting in the same spotChilling in the same blocksMe and you are differentYou talk about beefWhile I plan your route home bruv
I run up in your safe spot and leave the place taped offIt's deeper than the name dropReal problems don't need discussionsI fear god and not repercussionsLook, I'm only angry at the choices that I didn't makeI don't regret what I did but what I didn't sayAnd for this money I'm on a different waveIt's why I ain't written in this will when I say I'm on his estateIt comes arms well I've got an entourage like Vinny ChaseThis ain't Chiraq, we don't need a .38Just two young g's, one Nike pouch and his little bladeAnd if you live that day, give thanks to your God'Cause there isn't one prayer mummy didn't sayStill wonder what my dad would sayAnd it's fucked 'cause I just wanted us to bond like Sean Connery and Daniel CraigNo first steps, nah, my daddy couldn't see me cry
I'm still searching for the reason whyI was 6 months old at a bus stopMy mum no home struggling to ketamine like a legal highWhen so volatile, look over the reasons whyPeople die, man this beef never sleeps or slidesMan are dying over minor violationsSo I keep the beef and the bread separate like TGI'sThey touch us and we pay 'em back like it's PPIFuck it, let's ride, get animated like CGIDead being a hype manCan't find my man and then I'll settle for his right handYou can't buy heart rememberHawk eye, you think these undercover cars could get usOr that I can't spot the bacon in the passing VectrasDon't you find it funny that I study lawAnd still recruit young fraud stars like I'm Harvey SpecterHot headed, I swear that I had a dream thoughA young fire before I had spoken with AvelinoAnd nowadays music's got my schedule looking hecticI ain't got a timeline, I'm Travolta with TarantinoLook, I ain't slacking, it's money over passionI mean passion over money, hate this money with a passionMoney is just a paperI got value of my assets, I got value of my mentalIt's me, Fraser or 169 on an instrumentalI swear that'll make it rappingEven if that kills me I swear that'll make it happenOn my digital piano until my hands bled literallyI was smashing keys 'til my fingers grew callusHow could I fear rappers?I feel words, hear colours, defeat challengeGive thanks to my synaesthesiaI ain't a rapper I'm a fucking geniusSo when I see you don't panicRemember what you said on the roads, there's no lackingI don't wanna see you draw for your boot, there's no timeI'll jump out the passenger side like there's no trafficCatch you with your girl or your mum, you'd do the sameSo we'll take you to an inch of your life for all your chattingShut your fucking mouth and make p'sI used to let disrespect slide to make peaceNow it's like I'm stuck in two minds in my reaction'Cause my pride and my ego turned giant like James DeanI'm a mess right, and if that catty doesn't fuck me the third timeWith no strings attached like a test drive
I'm telling her I'm cutting in the next 5All communication breaking down like an enzymeMy second's the most precious commodity I invest timeI was late every day straight for 3 yearsGuess that's two ways that I could never make a deadlineI was out in Powerleague Norbury in my north face camoIn the rain, hail, sleet, with my football in a deadlineScraping by on pennies, trying to link a jezzyOn my 8520 and I couldn't link oneSquares was a gameHad me all stressedGot finessed by my mainAnd he didn't get touchedHad me sitting there pissedThinking 'bout my peopleAll the times that we missedLike have you ever lost love?Have you ever had a guy that would die so you live in a cageKept away from your brother and your mumIn my world you're unsure to the people you can trustAnd when you lose the only person that was there from the jumpI'm as humble as they comeAnd I ain't changed from the knife and the cypher to the shotgun shells in the party with a pumpAsk Edem, ask Paddy
With squares I had strikers but I'm more like IbraOver Vardy when it's beefBecause I hardly ever run I've got prideI've seen man running for their lifeGet caught, now they're covering their heart and their lungs with their arms on his ones'Cause his right hand panickedAnd I don't even blame himSeen a man scream while he bleeds on the pavementGuts in his hands, civilians with tissue putting pressure where the pain isThe panic as you fade in, blocking out soundsLike your body shuts down when your organs start failingKnife crime dangerous, next day famousGive it six years they won't remember what your name isEverything changes when your case is irrelevantAnd all the guys who claim they would ride in your name looking lost, them boys don't have half the heart to settle itI've seen a whole class end up dead or in jailAsk Scales about times he was chilling with my brother in a chicken shop opposite the entrance to Tenison'sEverybody's dying, but nobody is rising up a RemingtonWe've got shanks, and false hope everybody's selling itYou ain't getting rich quick trying to sell big bitsToo lazy to work so you want to own a businessOr a clothing line, no visionYou can't cut corners in a line of lifeKarma's like the tightest vice
I'm running on my ownCCTV's in your hands bro, they've got it in your phoneIf they catch me going homeLooking for another young rapper to exposeI'm probably cutting from the scene'Cause with all the evidence they gain I'm getting more than just assaultI ain't living for the gram, man are snitching on the camIf I hit him then I'm dumb, but if he dips me he's the manI can't win, there's no way I'm handling thatIf I run then I'm a neek, but if I don't then I'm a foolSo on road I'm looking happy but I'm screaming in my head having panic attacksThey got me anxiousAnd two wrong responses from a shanking at any given timeI been there and done that on many different nightsIt's probably the reason that I got many different rhymesI'm really living life
