Rise Up
Well Forest Gate was in my heart,
Manor Park was in my arteries,
I guess after all the parties Walthamstow's become a part of me.
And bunnin' all this Woodford Green has made me Chingford Hatch
a plan, so yeah man, I will be Leytonstone'd but at least I will know where I stand
and I dunno about the Rio Grande, but I'll tell you bout the River Thames,
and I've never been to Montego Bay, but I'll tell ya about the Ilford ends.
And on the real fam, man I deal with friends and I'll never put a Dagenham,
and yes I will go Barking mad if the people start attacking 'em and I Wanstead on my own,
but they now there is a crew of us,
so watch out you don't get Clapton Road,
if you man out to slew and duss, and big enough for the two of us, this town don't seem to be,
been up and down the Lea Bridge strip like each and every week singing...
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(We are the roughneck scouts)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(Dis ah the wickedest sound)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(We are the roughneck scouts)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(Dis ah the wickedest sound)
So I bet you think you're rougher than them, tougher than them,
see you dying to cry cause I play you like instrument, calling out the mandem,
cause man can't understand them, I tread on the level because nowhere is where I can't step.
I bet you think you're knowing how to fight for survival,
living off the government and pray from the bible.
I bet you think you know about the roots but it's no rival.
I'm rocking the baroque, larking with Bach, I'm analysing!
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(We are the roughneck scouts)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(Dis ah the wickedest sound)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(We are the roughneck scouts)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(Dis ah the wickedest sound)
I tell them "Rise up! Me ah listen good music inna evening, until the morning time.
Rise up!
Me ah dance ah Reggae music inna midnight, until the sun start shine.
Rise up!
Me ah listen good music inna evening, until the morning time.
Rise up!
Me ah dance ah Reggae music inna midnight, until the sun start shine".
Manor Park was in my arteries,
I guess after all the parties Walthamstow's become a part of me.
And bunnin' all this Woodford Green has made me Chingford Hatch
a plan, so yeah man, I will be Leytonstone'd but at least I will know where I stand
and I dunno about the Rio Grande, but I'll tell you bout the River Thames,
and I've never been to Montego Bay, but I'll tell ya about the Ilford ends.
And on the real fam, man I deal with friends and I'll never put a Dagenham,
and yes I will go Barking mad if the people start attacking 'em and I Wanstead on my own,
but they now there is a crew of us,
so watch out you don't get Clapton Road,
if you man out to slew and duss, and big enough for the two of us, this town don't seem to be,
been up and down the Lea Bridge strip like each and every week singing...
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(We are the roughneck scouts)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(Dis ah the wickedest sound)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(We are the roughneck scouts)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(Dis ah the wickedest sound)
So I bet you think you're rougher than them, tougher than them,
see you dying to cry cause I play you like instrument, calling out the mandem,
cause man can't understand them, I tread on the level because nowhere is where I can't step.
I bet you think you're knowing how to fight for survival,
living off the government and pray from the bible.
I bet you think you know about the roots but it's no rival.
I'm rocking the baroque, larking with Bach, I'm analysing!
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(We are the roughneck scouts)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(Dis ah the wickedest sound)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(We are the roughneck scouts)
The Skints we are gonna kill you inna this here time.
(Dis ah the wickedest sound)
I tell them "Rise up! Me ah listen good music inna evening, until the morning time.
Rise up!
Me ah dance ah Reggae music inna midnight, until the sun start shine.
Rise up!
Me ah listen good music inna evening, until the morning time.
Rise up!
Me ah dance ah Reggae music inna midnight, until the sun start shine".
Credits
Writer(s): Marcia Marianne Richards, Jamie Liam Robert Kyriakides, Jonathan James Doyle, Joshua Waters Rudge, Parly B
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