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Professor Green Lyrics


I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

Nothing to hide
Stife and I smother
Suffered and cried
Strife made me tougher
Never mumbled or shy
The trouble I rise above all
Expectations to get rep
Ain't never begged yet
When I wanted to get pence, hustle,
To be, I'm exactly what my neck says.
That sket said I tried to cash in on my Dad's death,
I wanted to vent 'stead I said nothing at all.
After all you were never kin to me,
Family is something that you never been to me,
In fact making it harder for me to see my father was the only thing that
You ever did for me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

Dear dad,
As a kid I looked up to you,
Only thing was I never saw enough of you.
The last thing I said to you was I hated you,
I loved you and now it's too late to say to you.
Just didn't know what to do or how to deal with it,
Even now deep down I'm still livid.
To think, I used to blame me,
I wonder what I did to you to make you hate me.
I wasn't even bad, life's a journey and mine wasn't an easy ride.
You never even got to see me rap,
I just wish you woulda reached out,
I wish you woulda been round when I been down.
I wish that you could see me now,
Wherever you are I really hope you found peace.
But know that if I ever have kids,
Unlike you I'll never let them be without me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

I write songs I can't listen to
Everything I have I give to you
In every one of these lines I sing to you.
My job's more like public service
My life just became yours to read and interpret.
If you heard it will come across a lot different at times
I throw fits when I read how they word things.
You see me smile
Now you're gonna have to see me hurt
Coz pretending everything is alright when it ain't, really isn't working.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

I ain't censoring myself for nobody
I'm the only thing I can be,
All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

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Written by: EMELI SANDE, EMILI SANDE, S KHAN

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8vmafia

I’m the democrat here, aren’t I the snowflake who is supposed to be getting triggered?

You are all goddamned right. It’s got nothing to do with years. It’s got to do with responsibilities and obligations. When you’re a minor, you don’t have any. 

You can say “fuck it” and worst case scenario, the government will step in to provide food and shelter if you’ve got nothing else to lose. As an adult, you’ve got no one. No one gives a shit about you or your problems, and this is a lesson I have had to learn the hard way. People like me who have had the experiences I have had become misanthropists.

I was a minor who wanted (and tried, but didn’t have the grit) to pull the trigger, I was the minor that thought he had nothing left to lose. I chose to continue suffering and get counseling. I am still depressed and take medication twice a day to make myself slightly less of an unmitigated prick.

Guess what I learned: Life doesn’t get easier with years. It’s going to get a lot worse before it gets any better. You’ve got to pull yourself up by the bootstraps, grow a set, learn a marketable skill, and get on with it.  I am now somewhat successful and am fortunate enough to have a recession proof and pandemic proof career which my abilities as an asshole, among other things, have proven especially useful.

This is exactly what this artist chose to do with his talent. He used his experiences as a minor to shape a marketable skill and cashed in. He just probably (read: definitely) gets paid more than I do.



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I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

Nothing to hide
Stife and I smother
Suffered and cried
Strife made me tougher
Never mumbled or shy
The trouble I rise above all
Expectations to get rep
Ain't never begged yet
When I wanted to get pence, hustle,
To be, I'm exactly what my neck says.
That sket said I tried to cash in on my Dad's death,
I wanted to vent 'stead I said nothing at all.
After all you were never kin to me,
Family is something that you never been to me,
In fact making it harder for me to see my father was the only thing that
You ever did for me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

Dear dad,
As a kid I looked up to you,
Only thing was I never saw enough of you.
The last thing I said to you was I hated you,
I loved you and now it's too late to say to you.
Just didn't know what to do or how to deal with it,
Even now deep down I'm still livid.
To think, I used to blame me,
I wonder what I did to you to make you hate me.
I wasn't even bad, life's a journey and mine wasn't an easy ride.
You never even got to see me rap,
I just wish you woulda reached out,
I wish you woulda been round when I been down.
I wish that you could see me now,
Wherever you are I really hope you found peace.
But know that if I ever have kids,
Unlike you I'll never let them be without me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

I write songs I can't listen to
Everything I have I give to you
In every one of these lines I sing to you.
My job's more like public service
My life just became yours to read and interpret.
If you heard it will come across a lot different at times
I throw fits when I read how they word things.
You see me smile
Now you're gonna have to see me hurt
Coz pretending everything is alright when it ain't, really isn't working.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

I ain't censoring myself for nobody
I'm the only thing I can be,
All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.



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Niklas Luger

Wow great! Only knew the "Part 3" till now, but this quickly impressed me as well.

Mario oli92

Wtf is "part 3" think about before shitposting bro!!

Ryan Hesmer

Thays emille

drake cent

@5loopy ya go t

Tracy Whelan

Absolutely beautiul song and god now sound's better

5loopy

What987

OpGhost 77G

My father died a few days ago hanged himself

I dressed him carried him and made sure everything and thanks to this song this is how I truly feel

Lee Ryan

Awh I hope your okay ❤️

Cathal Tyrrell

🙏🙏🙏

Treinvn bfynu

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