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[Intro: Malcolm X] No, I don't worry, I tell you I'm a man who believes that I died twenty years ago And I live like a man who is dead already I have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything [Chorus: Skepta] Nah, we don't need no security Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me? You murder me, I will live for eternity If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally You heard of me, we don't need no security Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me? You murder me, I will live for eternity If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally [Verse 1: Skepta] Down the fucking drain Fake celebrities, I will not entertain No similarities, definitely not the same Them insecurities, got jealousy on the brain Dare to go to war with me, then my people bring pain And I can do it story mode, beginner or insane Shottys for the back blocks or a spinner for the mains You're lookin' at your reflection, you hate what you became A selfish energy, a cranberry stain Sitting inside my house with a candle and a flame Working voodoo on you pussies tryna throw faeces on my name I saw the bigger picture, put 'em all in my frame To see they're very weak, these guys are super lame I see you pushing weights, oh, now you're doing gains? But before the creatine, you were tucking in all your chains See them at the fashion shows, never see them on the train I keep the voodoo with me, I suggest you do the same [Chorus: Skepta] Nah, we don't need no security Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me? You murder me, I will live for eternity If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally You heard of me, we don't need no security Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me? You murder me, I will live for eternity If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally [Verse 2: Skepta] They can see that I'm the one, so they hate They don't wanna see me shut it down, but I'm on the case My enemies, they congregate, and they go on dates Talk about me over food and wine, the fuckin' snakes Phoned the paparazzi on yourselves, man, I thought you were famous Told them exactly where to find you, tryna get in the papers I went out to the village and I said my prayers Now I have to wear my shades, don't wanna scare the neighbours That's why I see no competition You might see me whizzing by, yeah, man, I'm on a mission And I just put the fisheye on my tunnel vision See no evil, hear no evil, man, I refuse to listen There he goes, the X-rated At the awards, intoxicated The most nominated and the dress code is understated Tell Mum I made it, tell my dad I'll be OK None of these fools are like your baby boy in any way, greaze [Chorus: Skepta] We don't need no security Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me? You murder me, I will live for eternity If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally You heard of me, we don't need no security Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me? You murder me, I will live for eternity If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally, greaze [Outro: Skepta] Happy Halloween, you paigons It's your worst fucking nightmare Skepta, my world You're dead now Boy Better Know, laigon 616 "Overseas" out now Big up my Halal Gang thugs OVO Gang family that New merch out now Section, street team purge out now "Back From The Dead" out now Big up RiFF "Put That On My Set", Cozy Tapes Vol. 1 out now Big up my A$AP family VLONE thugs, Yams forever Ally Pally December 2nd
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Meaning of "No Security" by Skepta
The track opens with a powerful declaration of fearlessness, quoting Malcolm X's assertion that he "died twenty years ago" and now lives with "no fear whatsoever." This sets a tone of invincibility that Skepta carries into the chorus, where he repeatedly states, "Nah, we don't need no security." The imagery of "stones in my jewellery" serves as a defiant flex, suggesting that even if attacked, his wealth and status offer a form of protection or perhaps that his spirit is beyond material harm. Skepta contrasts his own authenticity with the perceived fakery of others, dismissing "fake celebrities" and those with "jealousy on the brain." He paints a picture of enemies plotting in secret, "talk about me over food and wine, the fuckin' snakes," while he remains focused and protected by his own spiritual or strategic defenses, like "voodoo" and prayer. The lyrics suggest a deep-seated confidence, bordering on a supernatural resilience, where even death is not a final threat, as he claims, "You murder me, I will live for eternity." The song's effectiveness lies in its unwavering self-assurance and the aggressive dismissal of external threats. Skepta employs vivid, almost taunting language to describe his adversaries as weak and superficial, contrasting their "cranberry stain" insecurities with his own unshakeable resolve. The repeated assertion of needing "no security" isn't just about physical protection; it's a statement of a mindset where external validation and safety measures are rendered obsolete by an internal fortitude and a belief in his own enduring legacy.
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