Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kano
Kano
Vocals
The Streets
The Streets
Vocals
The Mitchell Brothers
The Mitchell Brothers
Performer
Mike Skinner
Mike Skinner
Vocals
Kano courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd
Kano courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd
Additional Vocals
Mike Skinner courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd
Mike Skinner courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Skinner
Mike Skinner
Songwriter
Kano courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd
Kano courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd
Lyrics
The Streets courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd
The Streets courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd
Lyrics
Kofi Hanson
Kofi Hanson
Songwriter
Owura Nyanin
Owura Nyanin
Songwriter
Robinson
Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Skinner
Mike Skinner
Producer

Letras

[Intro]
The good thing with the law these days, right
Is that criminals know their rights better than their wrongs
[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps
[Verse 1]
Ten to nine, Teddy tends to not have time
That's when Teddy wants to decline to entertain all your piss-taking jibes
I tell you my name I'm identified by
And when the station verifies, you'll realise what I tell you is right
Your hand dips inside my black Stan Smiths
Rustles my CK boxers, fuck's sake, nearly grabbed man's dick, cunt-stable
Sorry, I didn't mean cunt-stable, but that name feels so comfortable
And I find it so fun to talk 'cause cunt-stable ain't done nothing at all
I don't fit the description of the kid who kicked all them doors off
Their hinges, listen mate, I just spitted that anilic
You and your sidekicks getting kicks off my side's embarrassment
But you'll see me end up in the van again, and you'll hear the cell door slam again
[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps
[Verse 2]
What's the problem, officer? Just a routine check, mate, that's why we stopping you
This is the third time now, must be popular, never knew I had fans, oh, here's my autograph
As you can see it's all steady, yeah, I bought my car, licence, insurance, it's all proper
Listen, I make that decision, you just keep it on guard, Mr. Tony Mitchell from Manor Park
With your saggy jeans, looking like you so hard, wearing jackets twice your size like you're carrying arms
You've got to stand here, what? You're having a laugh, if this is what I'm being held for, kiss my ass
I showed you all my papers, now what more do you need? Now come on, son, where you hiding all the weed?
Is it in the glove compartment, under the seat? Behind the sun visor? Smart, very neat
Now listen, son, you might as well tell me what you got, what you on about? Obviously your plan's flopped
Trying to put me wrist in cuffs, I think not, I know I ain't got no skunk so just piss off
I'm Marvin, I need to go to the chip shop, pardon me, Sergeant Martin, I've got to nip off
I wish I could stay but I can't be stopped, maybe next time, we could all kick off
[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps (Aw, man)
[Verse 3]
What the fuck do you want from me? I just want to be left alone, so don't even bother me
Interrupt me and accuse me wrongfully, I ain't got the time, this is long for me
Blah, blah, blah, Kane Robinson
Twenty first of the fifth eighty five, Forest Gate Hospital
You know the kid's with a piston out of breath 'cause you lost them all
You won't find a box of merck so spare me the time of the stop and search
Two black boys and they got a Merc', if it was stolen, why would we stop the Merc'?
You pulled us to try and find problems, like Jay-Z and 99 Problems
I'm a bad boy anyway, always got protection, ninety-nine Condoms
Yeah officer, course I'm a thief, dealing little drugs and my boot smell of weed
Run around the block saying "fuck the police", I learnt that from a D-Block CD
So fuck your routine, mind your own business, never mind me
[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps
[Verse 4]
Oi, oi, I don't get many routine checks, these bros are not the same
Apart from the day off that train from that Tottenham game
I do tend to end days in the police station
On occasion lately, once a week, maybe
I get a crime reference number for my most recent phone
The police code that's the code for a free phone
Take one camera phone, tell them I got jacked of the phone
When in fact, actually though, the previous evening back at home
I played Babyfoot, no one jacked my phone
I madly gambled my phone and got smacked by my bro
Vacate the station with a pace back up the road
And hope next Saturday I won't lose my brand spanking phone
[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sounds like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans and creps
Written by: Kano courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd, Kofi Hanson, Mike Skinner, Owura Nyanin, Robinson, The Streets courtesy of 679 Recordings Ltd
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