About "Who Needs Actions When You Got Words" album:
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"Who Needs Actions When You Got Words" by Plan B, which was released in 2006 and consists of 4 songs.
The first day I saw her was at the train station
She was half black, half Caucasian
At first, yo, I thought she was Asian
But as I get a bit closer, her origin in blatent
The best of both worlds, caramel complexion
And I swear when she smiled I almost, got an erection
Piercing green eyes, they shine like emeralds
When she gave me the wink I could only think with my genitals
Mama (Loves A Crackhead)
So he says he loves you, wants you to be his wife
But he's too hooked on the crack pipe for that to be right
It's all lies, none of it's true, though it hurts
You know what you gotta do, cut him loose like a dirty needle
You don't know where he's been
All I know is that I've seen him high when he says that he's clean
There was a gray patch when he first bust on the scene
But as the mystery unraveled, all became black and white
Know what I mean?
Sik 2 Def
Che Che Che Che Check Yo,
Real sick hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit coz they talkin to me like I'm thick
And I'm, Real tired of these bullshit guys they best go hide coz I'm lookin for em on the sly.
Coz I've had it up to here, Right up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs style. slice of there ear, coz I've had enuff of bredders actin tough tryin ta get rough when it's obvious they aint rough enuff.
Who Needs Actions When You God Words
When trouble comes knockin I'll be ready alright, put my fists up ready to fight, but I aint gotta put my fists up everytime.Who needs actions when you got, you got words, an I aint gotta pull the heat like here we go, an I aint gotta lose my head like years ago woah wo woah wo (who needs actions)
Who needs actions when you got words that aint 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 wont matter now I'm payin bills, no stayin still waitin for a giro, feelin so frustrated I could stab someone in the eye wiv a biro, havin to drive slow everytime 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 an 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 aint gotta put my fists up everytime.Who needs actions when you got, you got words, an I aint gotta pull the heat like here we go, an I aint gotta lose my head like years ago woah wo woah wo woah wo.