• Title:Looking Down the Barrel
  • Artist:Tinie Tempah
  • Album:Demonstration
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    Looking Down the Barrel - Tinie Tempah
    Looking in the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum

    Whos that standing behind the trigger finger squinting at me
    Looking down the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum
    I aint never done nobody no wrong but me
    Stolen from the wild and released into captivity
    So when Im near the public to long I act fidgety
    Act liberties have to take my gat to Liberty
    To stop that crazy bitch tryna snap my black dick off me
    Conceived cos no one used the condom or the pill
    But was welcomed with open arms like the statue that's in Brazil
    Mummy knew Id be expensive so she nearly called me Bill
    Daddy thought that the stress would kill him so he nearly called me Will
    Weighing in at 7 pounds and 1 ounce this little miracle
    Got given a name with way too many syllables
    That made my registration in class a tad difficult
    And anyone who did telesales a little miserable
    Where my dark skin girls at and aboriginals
    Where my light skinned girls at? The whole of Liverpool
    All I ever wanted to do was be individual
    Says that black rapper on your stereo ha typical
    Looking at a MILF thinking bout filth
    Make that fuckin ONeil then I give her the Shaquille
    I got all the top lawyers looking at my deals
    One UK tour we probably looking bout a mill
    Rocking my fur knowing something got killed
    I even gave PETA dough to help me deal with the guilt
    Might take Jameela Jamil for a meal
    But I still eat fried chicken and I still drink Lilt
    Life on the edge
    Life on the ledge
    Life through the lens
    Life on the net
    Life in the press where theres a life theres a death
    Sometimes I literally hear God reply to my prayers
    If life is a bitch then life is my ex
    Who was so overly obsessed by the size of my head
    Told me I broke her heart then put a knife to my chest
    Now it's real cold on the other side of the bed
    Threw me in at the deep end despite of my fears
    These journalists can be fuckin lions tigers and bears
    Vincent van Gogh'd em gave em a work of art
    Now these critics all make me wanna fuckin slice off my ears
    Fight club yeah
    Bought me a pair of Airs
    My niggas told me well done cos them mediums is rare
    Yeah looking down the barrel
    Shoot but don't let it stain my American Apparel