I was raised up in da areas where you would get blazed up for dat,
life aint easy,
Spittin real bars dats easy for me, im real
like bring some lose some beef,
bring it, come lets do it, im gonna call 1 person,
then me and dem will come to where you are,
i know where you are,
ill be where you are in 10 minutes!
yeah starter had to wall it it again,
had to touch a paper or pen,
must have got ready up da sceng,
Punch im already up wid dem,
Cause we got many freinds, and we take dem to blast dem,
dont want it yo, you dont wont a war wid who
Spit quick, talk shit, im dangerous,
yeah you know dat we've started on road
dem man, dig out, going on home!
I spit critical, my lyrics hit dem wid flow and hit dem wid style,
getta bring man on da mic and then their feelin me now,
These lyrics, yeah soundboys manna showin dem how,
each boy test manna get puffed out,
Anybody wanna bring it, they can bring it now,
anyone who wanna swing it, we can swing it out,
dont come against me, start man, my mouths loud,
hat down, stand down, (?) dont smile.
ill have your weak crew dead in an hour man,
and my squads poppin off like a shower man,
im over you like a tower man,
dont ever allow a man, i own da power man,
Beef, you know we have to shower man,
roll walkers, year da heaters man,
free up in two seaters man,
we dont ever leave a man, my crew be da gang man!
I blast these mcs wid ease,
i drop sixteens dat make mcs freeze,
and my fastest lyrics outlast these niggas,
that couldnt get past these bars im spittin,
i par with the hardest spitters,
flow what i target and rip any mic that im given,
ill never lie my mouth is a weopon,
Terrorize you when i spit on a new armaggedon!
im a herbaholic, smoke till i vomit,
reak on a cert and my whole crews on it, (wrraah!)
alaskan bless afganistan sess hydroponic
skunk white and the supersonic
keys in da bonnet tuns in da boot,
air conditioning smellin of fruit (well)
i smoke da weed till my eyes dem bleed,
dont fill my lungs with no twigs or seeds!
Try eat on trim you will starve
no boy competing are you laugh
im on da beef ting its a laugh
trim speaking fuck da cars
for your opinion nobody asked
your not a minion readings a task
you could never steal of flast we will kick your ass
with lyrics or on grass!
hang on you dont know me from hadon,
adding your weed man and your thinking you can jam on,
and youve got no weed youve got ham on,
and then your thinking your a killa killa camron
so well on think you can sell on,
your not a terrorist your a femenist so remember this,
i got the leather fist and when i swing i never miss
your pissed off cause i spit top kid!
ive got a fresh bird straight from da desert wiv chrome feathers,
sittin snug tite under my arm in his own leathers,
new long body snake and his own scope,
cotchin i my tracksuit covered by my coat so,
are dey legs or lips stop runnin em,
coz il put a gun in em and knock out ur brains,
i steped up a level cuz im on a higha level,
bruv i wont step bac and let da game get away
compositores: M. Viera,J. Aboram,M. Ali,A. Ali,R. Williams,J.C oombes,M. Reid,S. Buchanan,P. Smith,R. Neal,Richard Cowie,A. Cowie,J St. Prix,Z. Williams
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