| Song | Read All About It [Radio Edit] |
| Artist | Professor Green |
| Artist | Emeli Sandé |
| Album | The BRIT Awards With MasterCard 2012 |
| [00:00.050] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [00:05.170] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [00:09.660] | So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. |
| [00:15.520] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
| [00:21.460] | |
| [00:23.070] | Nothing to hide |
| [00:24.010] | Stifle or smother |
| [00:25.010] | Suffered and cried |
| [00:26.050] | Strife made me tougher |
| [00:27.430] | Never ---------- |
| [00:27.800] | The trouble I writes --------- |
| [00:29.460] | Expectations to get rep |
| [00:30.750] | Ain’t never begged yet |
| [00:31.850] | When I wanted to get pence, hustle, |
| [00:34.790] | To be, I’m exactly what my neck says. |
| [00:37.160] | Saying I tried to cash in on my Dad’s death, |
| [00:39.190] | All I need to vent but I never say, Fuck off |
| [00:41.450] | After all you were never kin to me, |
| [00:43.970] | Family is something that you never been to me, |
| [00:46.240] | In fact making it harder for me to see my father was |
| [00:48.820] | the only thing that you ever did for me. |
| [00:50.320] | |
| [00:50.540] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [00:54.730] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [00:59.400] | So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. |
| [01:04.710] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
| [01:18.650] | |
| [01:19.820] | As a kid I looked up to you, |
| [01:21.300] | Only thing was I never saw enough of you. |
| [01:23.680] | Last thing I said to you was I hated you, |
| [01:26.000] | I loved you but now it's too late to say to you. |
| [01:28.550] | Just didn’t know what to do and how to deal with it, |
| [01:31.370] | Even now deep down I still live it. |
| [01:33.790] | To think, I used to blame me, |
| [01:35.770] | I wonder what I did to you to make you hate me. |
| [01:38.060] | I wasn't even 5, life’s a journey and mine wasn’t an |
| [01:40.950] | easy ride. |
| [01:41.900] | You never even got to see me rhyme, |
| [01:43.380] | I just wish you woulda reached out, |
| [01:45.590] | I wish you woulda been round when I been down. |
| [01:47.840] | I wish that you could see me now, |
| [01:50.010] | Wherever you are I really hope you find peace. |
| [01:52.260] | But know that if I ever have kids, |
| [01:54.820] | Unlike you I'll never let them be without me. |
| [01:56.900] | |
| [01:57.170] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [02:01.230] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [02:05.830] | So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. |
| [02:11.120] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
| [02:17.460] | |
| [02:18.050] | I write songs I can't listen to |
| [02:19.980] | Everything I have, I give to you |
| [02:22.220] | In every one of these lines I sing to you. |
| [02:26.500] | My job’s more like public service |
| [02:28.140] | My life just became yours to read and interpret. |
| [02:30.270] | If you heard it it’d come across a lot different at |
| [02:32.690] | times times |
| [02:33.380] | I throw fits when I read how they word things. |
| [02:36.820] | You see me smile |
| [02:38.320] | Now you’re gonna have to see me hurtin’ |
| [02:40.800] | Coz pretending everything is alright when it ain’t, |
| [02:43.370] | really isn’t working. |
| [02:44.710] | |
| [02:44.980] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [02:49.200] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [02:53.920] | So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. |
| [02:59.660] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
| [03:05.540] | |
| [03:06.320] | I ain’t censoring myself for nobody |
| [03:09.590] | I’m the only thing I can be, |
| [03:15.500] | All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me. |
| [03:22.660] | |
| [03:22.110] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [03:28.180] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [03:32.900] | So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid. |
| [03:38.730] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
| [00:00.050] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [00:05.170] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [00:09.660] | So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. |
| [00:15.520] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
| [00:21.460] | |
| [00:23.070] | Nothing to hide |
| [00:24.010] | Stifle or smother |
| [00:25.010] | Suffered and cried |
| [00:26.050] | Strife made me tougher |
| [00:27.430] | Never |
| [00:27.800] | The trouble I writes |
| [00:29.460] | Expectations to get rep |
| [00:30.750] | Ain' t never begged yet |
| [00:31.850] | When I wanted to get pence, hustle, |
| [00:34.790] | To be, I' m exactly what my neck says. |
| [00:37.160] | Saying I tried to cash in on my Dad' s death, |
| [00:39.190] | All I need to vent but I never say, Fuck off |
| [00:41.450] | After all you were never kin to me, |
| [00:43.970] | Family is something that you never been to me, |
| [00:46.240] | In fact making it harder for me to see my father was |
| [00:48.820] | the only thing that you ever did for me. |
| [00:50.320] | |
| [00:50.540] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [00:54.730] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [00:59.400] | So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. |
| [01:04.710] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
| [01:18.650] | |
| [01:19.820] | As a kid I looked up to you, |
| [01:21.300] | Only thing was I never saw enough of you. |
| [01:23.680] | Last thing I said to you was I hated you, |
| [01:26.000] | I loved you but now it' s too late to say to you. |
| [01:28.550] | Just didn' t know what to do and how to deal with it, |
| [01:31.370] | Even now deep down I still live it. |
| [01:33.790] | To think, I used to blame me, |
| [01:35.770] | I wonder what I did to you to make you hate me. |
| [01:38.060] | I wasn' t even 5, life' s a journey and mine wasn' t an |
| [01:40.950] | easy ride. |
| [01:41.900] | You never even got to see me rhyme, |
| [01:43.380] | I just wish you woulda reached out, |
| [01:45.590] | I wish you woulda been round when I been down. |
| [01:47.840] | I wish that you could see me now, |
| [01:50.010] | Wherever you are I really hope you find peace. |
| [01:52.260] | But know that if I ever have kids, |
| [01:54.820] | Unlike you I' ll never let them be without me. |
| [01:56.900] | |
| [01:57.170] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [02:01.230] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [02:05.830] | So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. |
| [02:11.120] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
| [02:17.460] | |
| [02:18.050] | I write songs I can' t listen to |
| [02:19.980] | Everything I have, I give to you |
| [02:22.220] | In every one of these lines I sing to you. |
| [02:26.500] | My job' s more like public service |
| [02:28.140] | My life just became yours to read and interpret. |
| [02:30.270] | If you heard it it' d come across a lot different at |
| [02:32.690] | times times |
| [02:33.380] | I throw fits when I read how they word things. |
| [02:36.820] | You see me smile |
| [02:38.320] | Now you' re gonna have to see me hurtin' |
| [02:40.800] | Coz pretending everything is alright when it ain' t, |
| [02:43.370] | really isn' t working. |
| [02:44.710] | |
| [02:44.980] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [02:49.200] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [02:53.920] | So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. |
| [02:59.660] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |
| [03:05.540] | |
| [03:06.320] | I ain' t censoring myself for nobody |
| [03:09.590] | I' m the only thing I can be, |
| [03:15.500] | All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me. |
| [03:22.660] | |
| [03:22.110] | I wanna sing, I wanna shout. |
| [03:28.180] | I wanna scream till the words dry out. |
| [03:32.900] | So put it in all of the papers, I' m not afraid. |
| [03:38.730] | They can read all about it, read all about it, oh. |