Ghetts – What It Takes (2014) | Track profile | Dork

Ghetts – What It Takes (2014) | Track profile | Dork

Lyrics

What It Takes

[Chorus x 2]

If you ain't got...

What it takes

How could you want my space?

You don't know how long it takes

[Verse 1]

They all wanna see me fall to my knees

But I was born to achieve

Whether it's music, sport or the keys

Failure's not an option

I know what I want and it's all in my reach

Let me pause and repeat

I know what I want and it's all in my reach

J to the U-S, I know you can see me breaking the U.S

I dont F-O-C-U-S on the rest

But you're CD should go straight in the sewage

Right now I'll blaitently do it

Ghetto and Devlin got other tag teams looking like duets

You can sing along with them

But they'll get murked

And so will anyone you wanna bring along with them

It's on when I tell Unique that

He will have to bring along riddims

[Chorus x 2]

If you ain't got...

What it takes

How could you want my space?

You don't know how long it takes

[Verse 2]

I'm back like lemon after a drought

The biggest artist about, keep asking about

'Til the answer is found

I'll be like "I told you so"

I'll go toe to toe with like hold the throne

I got the streets on my side

But there is places where G-H isn't appreciated

They rate the basic spitters

That don't wanna be creative

And it's me who recieves the hatred

G's for greatness, I'm a victim of my own success

Never come less than 100 per cent

So when I'm on form it's nothing but the norm

I''m a lyrical lord so I hope you niggas have come to repent

Yeah they've come to repent

[Chorus x 2]

If you ain't got...

What it takes

How could you want my space?

You don't know how long it takes

[Verse 3]

Here's how I know that I'm fucked

'Cos when a man say something special everyone hypes up

But when it's me? They say "that's just what he does"

If I'm so skippy and they can't understand

How am I getting love in the clubs?

I'll tell you how... 'cos unlike some

I've got more than one style it's obvious

I'm gladiator, you're like Commodus

Even when I ain't match fit I still bother ya's

So much prejudice read in the monitors

I ain't never been basic or monotonous

So much star you can ask the astrologers

I ain't signed yet so I am autonomous

You're all followers lost like foreigners

I'mma body ya's I got it locked like officers

[Chorus x 4]

If you ain't got...

What it takes

How could you want my space?

You don't know how long it takes

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