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Selective Memories Lyrics by Splinta

2014

Yeah I'm that true Notts boy I was born in city hospital
Growing up I made my mum's life impossible
Maybe one day I'd have the memory but I've lost them all
Someone must have taken off my head and played some volleyball
Growing up as a kid I was a little bastard
I'd never complete a dish nevermind my afters
Feed me steak chicken cheese, brown bread fish and peas
I'd say that I want pasta but I still wouldn't eat the pasta
Growing up it's like I had awkwardness in my blood
I used to get the biggest slap and it was always on my bum
Used to get arrested all the time, it's always when I'd run
I wouldn't have done it if I knew that it was always on my mum
As a younger G, I was running up and down the block
8 pound a shot you shouldn't try it g you're bound to flop
There's all types of knobs and yeah there's all types of cops
Sentences are rising G you might aswell just find a job
Always know when it's time to stop, someone will write you off
Every person that you see you never know it might be cops
I'm sat up in the station looking at them like a mighty boss
I ain't putting nothing on that paper I got writers block
I've done a lot of bad shit that I've never remembered
I'm 18 I feel like I've had a hundred decembers
If I could get my parents in the same room that'd be splendid
I'd look at them and this is the exact message I would send them

No I can't remember burning up your table cloth
And no I can't remember flooding out the bathroom
Dad I can't remember leaving all your speakers popped
And no I can't remember burning up your tracksuit
Mum I can't remember setting fire to the table cloth
No I can't remember flooding out the bathroom
Dad I can't remember leaving all your speakers popped
And no I can't remember burning up your tracksuit

Let me tell you bout' this time that I had up at my mothers
I was 14 growing with my sisters and my brothers
2 men were at the door tryna break in and shove it
Me and my mother at the other side tryna shut it
Eventually they broken in I had to go and grab the cup
It was the closest thing to me I threw it and it smashed his nut
He got back up then we started scrappin nuff
He was loads bigger than me but I still wrapped him up
Little do we know the guy behind him had a garden fork
But he stabbed it in the grass and walked off the garden floor
I dunno what he was doing I guess he couldn't be arsed to war
And I would do the same thing if I was him it's hard to fall
Did it on my own with my mum I ain't bluffing
Fully grown man in my living room he did nothing
He heard all the scrapping and fighting but he just shut it
Out of his mind and he just sat there like a muppet
You were supposed to be the man and I was the kid
Ooerr I was fighting like a man while you was sat there like a girl
People like you have got me thinking what's happening to the world?
I'm a bad kid but for my parents I've got a few words..

No I can't remember burning up your table cloth
And no I can't remember flooding out the bathroom
Dad I can't remember leaving all your speakers popped
And no I can't remember burning up your tracksuit
Mum I can't remember setting fire to the table cloth
No I can't remember flooding out the bathroom
Dad I can't remember leaving all your speakers popped
And no I can't remember burning up your tracksuit

Yeah I'm sorry mum, Yeah I'm sorry dad
Yeah I'm sorry grandad, Yeah I'm sorry nan
Yeah I've been a little bastard but now I've got it back
And got a daughter on the way and shit's gonna be double bad
Yeah I'm sorry mum, Yeah I'm sorry dad
Yeah I'm sorry grandad, Yeah I'm sorry nan
Yeah I've been a little bastard but now I've got it back
And got a daughter on the way and shit's gonna be double bad

No I can't remember burning up your table cloth
And no I can't remember flooding out the bathroom
Dad I can't remember leaving all your speakers popped
And no I can't remember burning up your tracksuit
Mum I can't remember setting fire to the table cloth
No I can't remember flooding out the bathroom
Dad I can't remember leaving all your speakers popped
And no I can't remember burning up your tracksuit
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About “Selective Memories” by Splinta

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