Knocked Down Songtext
von The Silhouettes Project

Get up, get knocked down
My whole life, that′s the way it played out
Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round
Two feet from the cradle to the ground
Yeah, get up, get knocked down
My whole life, that′s the way it played out
Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round
Two feet from the cradle to the ground

Ayo, I doubt that you'll ever understand me
All the way in on this, and I ain′t got a plan B
Running ′round in Hackney, this is where I came up
Yeah, the manor changed, but to me, it's all the same bruv
Tryna get the change up, stack a little paper
Spend a bit, save some for when the rainy day come

Fuck what they say son, chat what they ain′t done
Dem boy paigon, clash me, you must be mistaken
Still with my day ones, no way you can test us
I'm with my own thing, we don′t watch what the rest does


They can't try finesse us, third eye open
Feet on the ground, hands to the sky hoping
I′m at peace, floating, across this ocean
But don't rock the boat, you could get your nose broken
You know I ain't joking, them man must be smoking
Crack or the coke, it′s just weed that I′m toking

Yeah, every time I try to get up, get knocked down
My whole life, that's the way it played out
Yeah, we came way too far to turn ′round
Two feet from the cradle to the ground
Yeah, get up, get knocked down
My whole life, that's the way it played out
Yeah, we came way too far to turn ′round
Two feet from the cradle to the ground

Two feet firm on the ground, but I still trip up
Taking occasional L's, W′s never miss 'em
Brushing the dirt off of my shelves, I mean my shoulders, shit
To all the kids, "Remember, respect your olders, bitch"
Well, if I'm honest, that really and truly ain′t an order
Take it from me, living inside the law is just kinda boring
I wasn′t exactly a teen with a pint of water in my hand
More like a boy with a dream, a fluffy quarter and a plan


Ha, they'd probably laugh
That′s the reason younger me was always hiding my bars
Plotting and scheming like the evil queens, Deville or Jafar
The only difference is I win in the end
Now let me tell you my friends
The non-believers never got to my head

Maybe I'll send em a message again
I′d be wasting my time
The true glory's when I′m skipping the line
And you get up to the front
And the bouncer decline

Get up, get knocked down
My whole life, that's the way it played out
Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round
Two feet from the cradle to the ground
Yeah, get up, get knocked down
My whole life, that′s the way it played out
Yeah, we came way too far to turn ′round
Two feet from the cradle to the ground

Long week, still we can't stall
Bullshit weighing heavy, still the heart full
From the seeds to the trees out the mud
Planting feet in the dirt with the love so we can′t fall
Can't fall, yeah, the root′s strong
Keep the glass half full, where the fruit from?
End of week, need a sleep and a break
Need to breathe, need a high, need to bake, need the zoot long

Zoot long, I need my money up
Run it up every minute that the sun is up
And when it's down, getting pounds, getting paid
Getting loud, getting raised in the South, but I′m coming up
Coming up, I'm on the East side
A couple brothers like minds and the beat's nice
Nothing long, run a song late at night, sun is gone
Still at work, up and down, what it been like

Get up, get knocked down
My whole life, that′s the way it played out
Yeah, we came way too far to turn ′round
Two feet from the cradle to the ground
Yeah, get up, get knocked down
My whole life, that's the way it played out
Yeah, we came way too far to turn ′round
Two feet from the cradle to the ground