Freestyle
Skepta Lyrics


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Yeah
Uh
La, la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la (la-la-la-la)
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la-la-la (la-la-la-la)
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la-la-la (la-la-la-la)
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (big smoke)
La-la, la-la-la-la-la (la-la-la-la) (yeah)

I got an ice box where my heart used to be
Different kind of nigga, they aren't used to me
Every day we celebrate like Friday
Truckload ready to hit the highway
With the bloody step, you couldn't believed the kicks
Billboard nigga, just posted on the strip
Milli's coming in, my accountant can't sleep
Your girl tryna see if it's any space in the Jeep

La, la, la-la-la-la, la-la (uh)
La-la, la (la-la-la-la)

It's just push di yute dem, push dem out a di other end
There's people who are gonna go and punch their card every day
Punch it at night and go home from work
Waiting for Friday to get a little money
Which is just enough to take them back again on Monday
And it's that circle that we have to break (uh)

They ran a nigga in my ends, bigger than a program
Repping 'til the max, every city that I'm at
Got the flag and you niggas know that
They show the due respect cause I owe that
Said I'm handsome, I already know that
Big Novelist, the real nigga throw back
Said they run who? They must've smoked crack
Man a art but never catch me in a tote bag

Before I roll the dice (before I roll the dice)
I look snake in the eyes (snake in the eyes)
Before I roll the dice (yeah)
I look snake in the eyes
What's your price?
Time, time, tell it
Tell it all if you love me
Blind, my, my love when I was lost
You loved me
I couldn't tell if I was gone
Your family




Now here I am all alone
Who loves me?

Overall Meaning

In Skepta's song "Freestyle," the lyrics revolve around themes of self-confidence, success, and breaking the cycle of monotony. The opening lines, "I got an ice box where my heart used to be, Different kind of nigga, they aren't used to me," suggest that Skepta has become hardened and detached from emotion in order to navigate the challenges of his life and career. He acknowledges that he is different from others and embraces his uniqueness.


The phrase "Every day we celebrate like Friday" signifies a sense of joy and accomplishment, as if every day feels like a celebration for Skepta and his circle. He mentions having financial success with lines like "Milli's coming in, my accountant can't sleep" and hints at his popularity and recognition with the line "Billboard nigga, just posted on the strip."


Skepta also raises the idea of breaking the cycle and escaping the monotony of everyday life. He acknowledges the struggle of working for a paycheck and waiting for the weekend to have some respite. He desires to break free from this repetitive cycle and pave his own path.


In the later part of the song, Skepta showcases his confidence and asserts his presence. He addresses those who doubt him and suggests that they must be on drugs if they think they can compete with him. He embraces his artistry and rejects any attempt to commodify or label him. The lyrics "Man a art but never catch me in a tote bag" convey that he cannot be contained or confined.


In the chorus, the lyrics shift to a more introspective tone. Skepta reflects on the importance of knowing one's worth and not being swayed by external influences. The line "Before I roll the dice, I look snake in the eyes" implies that Skepta is cautious and discerning when it comes to making decisions and choosing the right path. He questions who truly loves him and expresses a sense of loneliness despite his success.


Overall, "Freestyle" showcases Skepta's self-assurance, individuality, and desire to break free from societal norms and expectations.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Expressing agreement or affirmation


Uh
Indicating uncertainty or hesitation


La, la, la-la-la-la, la-la
Repetition of nonsensical sounds for emphasis or rhythm


La-la, la (la-la-la-la)
Repetition of nonsensical sounds for emphasis or rhythm


La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Repetition of nonsensical sounds for emphasis or rhythm


La-la, la-la-la-la-la (la-la-la-la)
Repetition of nonsensical sounds for emphasis or rhythm


La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Repetition of nonsensical sounds for emphasis or rhythm


La-la, la-la-la-la-la (la-la-la-la)
Repetition of nonsensical sounds for emphasis or rhythm


La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (big smoke)
Repetition of nonsensical sounds for emphasis or rhythm


La-la, la-la-la-la-la (la-la-la-la) (yeah)
Repetition of nonsensical sounds for emphasis or rhythm


I got an ice box where my heart used to be
I have become emotionally cold and distant


Different kind of nigga, they aren't used to me
I am unique and unfamiliar to others


Every day we celebrate like Friday
We find joy and excitement in everyday life


Truckload ready to hit the highway
Ready for action and taking on challenges


With the bloody step, you couldn't believed the kicks
Showing off impressive achievements or success


Billboard nigga, just posted on the strip
Gaining recognition and visibility in the industry


Milli's coming in, my accountant can't sleep
Earning a substantial amount of money causing financial excitement


Your girl tryna see if it's any space in the Jeep
A woman is interested in being a part of my life


It's just push di yute dem, push dem out a di other end
Motivating and encouraging the younger generation to succeed


There's people who are gonna go and punch their card every day
Some individuals are trapped in a monotonous routine of work


Punch it at night and go home from work
Ending the day without fulfillment or satisfaction


Waiting for Friday to get a little money
Anticipating the weekly paycheck to afford basic necessities


Which is just enough to take them back again on Monday
Having a cycle of financial struggle and dependence


And it's that circle that we have to break (uh)
Recognizing the need to break free from this repetitive cycle


They ran a nigga in my ends, bigger than a program
I faced significant challenges in my neighborhood


Repping 'til the max, every city that I'm at
Representing and promoting myself to the fullest in every city I visit


Got the flag and you niggas know that
Proudly representing my roots and identity


They show the due respect cause I owe that
Receiving deserved respect for my accomplishments


Said I'm handsome, I already know that
Acknowledging my physical attractiveness


Big Novelist, the real nigga throw back
I am a respected and authentic individual


Said they run who? They must've smoked crack
Questioning the credibility of those who claim to be superior


Man a art but never catch me in a tote bag
Engaged in artistic pursuits without compromising my identity


Before I roll the dice (before I roll the dice)
Before taking a risk or making a decision


I look snake in the eyes (snake in the eyes)
Confronting and challenging dishonest individuals


What's your price?
Asking about the cost or value of something


Time, time, tell it
The passing of time reveals the truth


Tell it all if you love me
Being honest and open about feelings if there is love


Blind, my, my love when I was lost
Unconditional love and support when I was struggling


You loved me
Expressing gratitude for the love received


I couldn't tell if I was gone
Feeling uncertain about one's own existence or state


Your family
The support and sense of belonging within a family


Now here I am all alone
Feeling isolated and alone


Who loves me?
Questioning who genuinely cares and loves me




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Joseph Adenuga, Rakim Mayers, Kojo Kankam, Roy Nnawuchi

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@vojtechvlcek7346

[Verse 1: Skepta]
I'm calm
I've got the devil in my palm
Know I said that I wear sunglasses at night
But tonight I need to see wagwan
Wanna see somebody drop to the ground
No civilians, no doctors around
Who said life is priceless? So far your life cost me a pound
One phone call and a 10p text
All of my mandem, link up quick
We don't care what ends he reps
When I said he shoulda known, it weren't any old rhyme
Got a couple killers that are never online
Might see the shadow in a video of mine
Standing behind the camera with the director
Ready to shoot an MC one time

[Verse 2: Jme]
Where has everybody gone?
I'm not on that vibe that everybody's on
Some old lame old plain old blatant shame
Till you find out it ain't working (Nah)
One for the Basebox Crew
Krispy…Mc…drive…aye
This ain't a private shubs
Man can wear hats or hoods
No Uggs
It's not a lean up ting (It's not lean up ting)
I don't have a boss
Nobody can tell me there's a clean-up in aisle 5
'Cause I'll drive straight to your door
Then I'll spin and piledrive your face to the floor
[Verse 3: Skepta]
Yeah
Somebody's gotta get murked
Spoke to my mum but that didn't work
Counted to 10 but that didn't work
Blud, man ah putting in work
Switch them plates, man ah going on a ride
Black bally on and I look like a fly
Give mumsie a kiss, tell her "You'll be home soon
Come to the gate when I pull up on the drive"
I don't care if it's raining or not
If we get chased by feds, everybody in the car better know that I'm failing to stop
'Cause like Luis Suárez, these police love taking a shot
But [?] violated the squad
Forget the albums, forget the mixtapes in the shop
Real G's don't procrastinate on the job
Yeah!

[Verse 4: Jme]
I got a black ski mask, but I don’t ski
But I snowboard, dash an MC off-piste
If one of you try and violate me
Get a box in the face with a front door key
Box in the mouth with a back door key
Box in the face with a X6 key
Box in the eye with the fob I use to log into my HSBC
Talk about banks, kill 'em with Ps
Run up in your girl's house, two of my Gs
Get the money out, put the money in his mouth
Suffocate man with about two Gs
Suffocate man with about four Gs
Suffocate man then I might just breeze
I’ll bury man two foot shallow
Ain’t got time to dig six feet deep



All comments from YouTube:

@matthewdenneny6742

"I'll bury man 2 foot shallow, ain't got time to dig 6 feet deep" a whole fucking bar

@randomraspberry8525

JME’s so underrated

@Jbwoy93

Savage

@felixbb1445

@AMS still a solid ass bar... did he do this freestyle after the song? Cause it didn’t look like skepta recognised the verse

@myst4608

@@felixbb1445 freestyle first

@felixbb1445

@@myst4608 thats What i thought

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@billykhan6076

I calculated it and JME lifted his right hand 123 times

@ellahmod926

Thanks so much for doing that 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

@MRROSHAN17

Billy khan it's just his energy bro

@KhaalifaOG

ella hmod 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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