# NO MANNERS **Artist: Krypt Aura** *UK wave rap — dark, bass-heavy, explicit* ### [Intro] Yeah… Aura. BlackTop. I came in quiet—now the bass speaks for me. ### [Hook] No manners when I step in this bitch, All-black fit with the ice on wrist. They talk big but they don’t do shit, I built mine—they just post and wish. No manners, tell ’em move from the door, I’ve been too broke to be humble no more. Still keep calm when the whole room shifts, But don’t confuse that calm with soft—that’s it. ### [Verse 1] I’ve had weeks when the rent came first, Tank on red, still drove to work. Now they see shine, wanna ask what changed— Same cold nights, I just learnt my worth. I don’t do favours for fake-ass friends, They disappear, then return at ten. Talking ’bout, “Bro, let’s build again”— Fuck that bridge, I burnt both ends. Still got scars that the chain can’t hide, Still got rage that I keep inside. But I move smart, I don’t prove my pride— One clean win puts the rumours aside. They want smoke ’cause the views look low, Then the tune drops—now they all say, “Bro.” Funny how love gets loud online When nobody called when the funds ran low. ### [Hook] No manners when I step in this bitch, All-black fit with the ice on wrist. They talk big but they don’t do shit, I built mine—they just post and wish. No manners, tell ’em move from the door, I’ve been too broke to be humble no more. Still keep calm when the whole room shifts, But don’t confuse that calm with soft—that’s it. ### [Verse 2] I don’t chase clout, I chase that cheque, Then put some aside and invest the rest. They buy one bottle and beat their chest— Next Monday morning, they’re back in debt. I know that life, I ain’t taking the piss, But acting rich won’t make you rich. I took each loss and studied that shit, Now every setback paid for this. No handouts, no industry kiss, Just hard-head faith and a dangerous gift. If the door stays locked, I’m breaking the hinge— Then sending the bill when the whole thing shifts. Krypt Aura—remember the name, Not ’cause I begged, but I entered the game. They threw dirt, I grew through the rain— Now I walk in clean while they’re wearing the stain. ### [Final Hook] No manners when I step in this bitch, All-black fit with the ice on wrist. They talk big but they don’t do shit, I built mine—they just post and wish. No manners, I’ve got nothing to prove, Let the bassline hit, let the whole place move. I came from the bottom with something to lose— Now I’m taking my spot—tell ’em make some room. ### [Outro] Yeah… No manners. Still respectful— Just not to the bullshit. Aura.
