Nobody Made Me

Skepta

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    See I used to think like you
    So to diss you wouldn't be fair
    But at the same time if I listen to what you tell me I wouldn't be here
    Shit turns to gold when I touch it
    So me looking at youtube comments is counter-productive
    Cause none of that criticism is constructive
    So I switch off the mac like fuck this
    You're never gonna see me switchin'
    Another twitter account with no pic, 10 followers, following everybody he's dissing
    I found myself now I'm missing
    They love the grime flow I'm spitting
    I took it to the chart now they're listening
    I can't wait till I'm on tour I'm itchin'
    Make some noise
    Somebody tell Will Smith I am Legend
    What dya know about looking in the fridge and all you can see is a white light like heaven
    When I was young I used to beg mum for some money to buy a birthday present
    And now parents want to book me for a sweet 16
    I'm a birthday present

    [Chorus:]
    They didn't want to rate me
    But all my supporters came together and saved me
    Tears in my eyes
    Head high, pointing to the sky
    Screaming nobody made me, nobody made me

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    Put your hands in the air
    For the grime MC of the year
    Some say I came out of nowhere
    Little d'they know it's been a four year nightmare
    Running around with no runner
    Had to pay for my own radio plugger
    Watch'd everybody eating
    While I sat there with no bread, no butter
    I told myself I gotta do this
    Whatever the weather I get through this
    Long as I keep making the hits
    My distributors gotta move those units
    So I never gave up hoping, naa
    Forget crying and sulking
    They said I was too grimey
    Now me and P. Diddy on the iChat laughing and joking
    Make some noise
    And I hope all you A and R's heard that
    I got so much more that I wanna say
    But I'm looking foward I can't turn back
    Remember it's boy better know all year from october to september
    We built this ourselves so the only man that can ever knock me down is Skepta

    [Chorus:]
    They didn't want to rate me
    But all my supporters came together and saved me
    Tears in my eyes
    Head high, pointing to the sky
    Screaming nobody made me, nobody made me

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