Rooftop Scenes
© Isatta Sheriff 2020
℗ Doctored Sound 2020

Verse 1
Listen DJ spin it
My words won’t even leave the room till I’ve finished
How’d you make the tune so cold
Mind your business
Their too concern with image
Or with who can rap the quickest
Can I get a witness
You know I got the fitness
Everyone it’s they’re the sickest
My stories pull at strings
Like I was a violinist
I’m doctoring my sound
Join the clinic
I’m tryna save a large sound
I’m talking bout the biggest
We’re tryna work out
If we can be black and British
But if the Kingdom weren’t united
Then they’d have to call us English
Imagine that
never that
Used to call me Tor
It’s return of the Brrrap!
Always did it for the art
Plus I never made the racks
They can never come around me
and chat about the blacks
Or us women
you’ll get facts
In the tunes deal with that
Watch them pull that riddim back
Plus an insomniac
That means I don’t sleep on the talent
Listen we bring balance
Never sleep on a challenge
Don’t you have manners
It was always gonna happen
though Our stage ain’t rigged
Like a Tower Hamlets Ballot
I always wanted a Chevenion Jacket
My brother used to shop in Roman Road
and buy Hacket
By any means necessary found the funds to back it
I’m from the East End with the well dress addicts

Chorus
It’s the borough that they buried
The sounds from the rooftops are coming like a medley
built Canary Wharf
Still the underground was messy
But the kids that they left
built the scene they think’s heavy
They weren’t ready

Verse 2
Right now I’m using all these laid back flows
To make tracks cold
Head are rocking’
Ain't that so
They throw bows
From Stepney
and not from Bow
But E1’s close
We’d battle out who’s got best clothes
Still ain’t got dough
I wish took some more photos
In 90s pose
would have never happen
I don’t like insta now so
I’ll have to build this picture
on the studio mic though
I’m cold with nostalgia
It’s a rhythmic slideshow
I go
To the depth of my psyche
In the valley
Consciousness taking steps right up to Alley Pally
Where Major Ace Rallied
When nobody whore a Bally
If you’re heartless in the Room
Well the Clash Will Get Agee
My Mum cooked with Maggie
While we’d sit there watching Annie
And then we’d switch it over
Watch Janine and Barry
While Blasting UK Apache
I think that I was happy
I don’t care if it all sounds tacky
I had my whole family
Now I’ve lost a couple
Now days I smile inside
When I meet a new uncle
I think deep about this
when I drive through Blackwall tunnel
Reflecting on you life
Yeah it can really make you humble

Chorus
It’s the borough that they buried
The sounds from the rooftops are coming like a medley
built Canary Wharf
Still the underground was messy
But the kids that they left
built the scene they think’s heavy
They weren’t ready